Hallow new readers!
This is a story about Hamerton, a large school that has a lot of things going on, most of them being illegal and terrorizing. Natalie Bradley, an intelligent and talented girl from Brooklyn joins this school after her friend Caitlin who was allegedly murdered in Hamerton. She is agonized by the news of her friend's tragic death and she has to face up with Hamerton's bloody governance in order to secure the President's badge that has the power to decode a bomb that could cause a large massacre, soon.
Previously on Hamerton; Natalie and Ingrid set out to recover Erin's message and though Natalie has to, she is reluctant to follow Ingrid because of her doubts on Trevor's condition. Surprisingly, Erin's message is 1 2 3
Continue;
“What
is that?” Natalie asked with puzzlement.
Ingrid
took some time to reply. She scrutinized the numbers, trying to fathom what
Erin had in mind while noting those figures. Clearly Erin’s message was not
only the numbers.
Ingrid
sat down on the bed thinking about them.
“Ingrid?”
Natalie called, observing her movements.
“Caesar
cipher.” Ingrid murmured and asked her, “Do you have a pencil?”
Natalie
shook her head. “No.”
“Please
check one for me from my bed. It’s at the end, beside my diary under my bed
pillow.” Ingrid directed.
Natalie
silently climbed the bed and stretched her hands to where was Ingrid’s pink
pillow. She raised it and pulled a pencil that was next to Ingrid’s dairy.
Below
Natalie, Ingrid looked intently at the numbers. She tried to recall the
important conversations that she had with Erin.
“Here”
Natalie called, interrupting her meditation.
Ingrid
thanked and noted some letters below each of the numbers.
Natalie
sat next to her watching her.
D e f
“Why
did you write that?” Natalie asked after reading the text Ingrid made below
Erin’s numbers.
“I am
trying to decipher Erin’s text.” Ingrid replied.
Natalie
narrowed her eyes, scanning the sheet. “Oh. I know this… wait. You think that
the one, two, three stands for a, b, c and you are using Caesar cipher to
decode Erin’s text. Right?”
“Right.”
She agreed. “But, Def doesn’t make any sense.”
“It’s
not even in the dictionary but, take it from me. Do you see how she bolded the
third integer? I think that she was counting and that whatever she wanted us to
know or find, is actually at the third spot.”
Ingrid stared at the figures for a few
seconds. She then took out the President’s badge from her skirt pocket and
turned it sideways.
Nothing
correlated with what the paper gave. What did Erin mean? What was she counting
down?
Flashes
of various and similar incidents came to her mind. She turned to Natalie.
“Let’s go to the bathroom.”
Natalie
rose. “Okay. Where do you keep your tissue?”
“No. Not that. If it is occurring to me well, Erin was quite fond of
one particular bathtub in our bathing hall.”
“Oh… yeah!” Natalie said, just realizing that.
Ingrid took her hand and strode with her to the bathroom at the end of
the corridor.
What did they discover? stay tuned to find out...
©All rights reserved
©All rights reserved
kindly don't forget to drop your comments on the story Hamerton, wherever on the net with the hashtag #creativewritingHamerton .
Ahsante, Thank you, Merci, Tack, Dank, ....
No comments:
Post a Comment