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Chapter 4 Hostages
Whoever the attackers were, they certainly meant buisness. When Fern woke up, she saw that the School for Evil had been burnt to cinders and ashes, and the School for Good had been made into an Evil paradise. Dark, damp and *****, just like the School for New. Fern had been studying it in History of Heroism only a few hours ago. Everyone had been gassed and had fallen unconcious, but some had been taken as hostages.
Crowded up in a burnt bed, Fern thought that this must be what it’s like to be Evil. Burnt out dorm rooms, gruel and pig’s feet to eat, dumpy black sacks to wear. The rebuilding of Evil and restoration of Good was happening, but at a very slow pace. What were the forces of Good going to do, Fern thought, if Evil like this was out lurking, ready to destroy Good like 10 years ago.
She tossed and turned under her tattered blanket and tried to sleep.
What Fern didn’t know was that the attackers of the School for Good and Evil were not Evil or Good. No, they were not either.
They were both.