District Nine and three quarters

Spencer

I turned on my heals and ran back into the office. I dived under the desk just in time. Spencer Ripon walked into the room, Comley followed.

“So Mr Jensen is it?” Spencer asked.

“Umm.” Comley answered quietly. Spencer sat down at the desk and I pushed myself against the back of desk so as to avoid being kicked and discovered.

“So, Mr Jensen you wish to sign up for grain and oil? Well, wait here a minute and I’ll go get you a form to fill in.” Spencer got up and left the room. Comley looked around for a moment then sat down. I pressed myself even harder against the back of the desk. Comley was swinging his legs, getting closer and closer to me, until-

“OW!” Comley’s foot struck me square on the nose. Comley’s head appeared,

“Yazzie?!?” I smiled. “What are you doing?”

“Hiding,” I answered. Comley offered me a hand and pulled me up. I ran over to the window. “Riza,” I hissed. Her head appeared just above the windowsill, “You need to-”

“GO!” Comley yelled. I spun around to see Comley poking his head around the door on guard. With a nightly heave I hauled myself onto the windowsill. Comley ran back into the room. His face white.

“He’s got the others,” he said. My eyes widened. “GO!” I jumped down landing neatly on top of Amirita.

“Press yourself against the wall!” Riza ordered. The three of us all did so just in time. We heard the door of the office open,

“Do you know anything about this Mr Jensen?” Spencer balked.

“No he doesn’t!” I heard Gregory shout. Spencer marched straight up to Gregory,

“STUP UP, YOU COW!” Spencer yelled at the top of his voice.

“You leave him alone,” Comley snapped.

“So, you admit it, your one of them, well, are there any more of you?” I felt Comley glance towards the window.

“No, nobody else,” Louien said. It went quiet.

“Do you think they’re gone?” Amirita asked. Riza shrugged, she turned around and stood up.

“They’re gone.”