Darklight Children - Episode 11 Patrick was in front of the entrance to a school. The sign bears the words "wrecked" SCHOOL ST G. NE. Patrick walked through the rusty gate and found himself in a hallway. The light that illuminated the hall came from his right. He started that way and sank back in the huge room with the ceiling split.
The walls were crammed with dozens of men all the same clothes: a blue suit and a mask of clay on his face. In the north, behind some of them, he noticed three poles touch the ceiling where they were sheared. On the floor were ruined mattresses and green basketballs and volleyball.
A few paces from him stood a man. The same as before, but now no longer had a clay mask on the left side of the face. But a strange white bandage. His usual white coat was now replaced by a long purple jacket with hood.
The man made a sign to move forward.
Patrick took two steps and stopped. - Where are the boys?
- Hell is open - said and pointed at the ground beneath the feet of Patrick.
The man looked down and found to be above a circular stone with a strange pattern carved on the surface: a skull with a pair of horns which is unrolled from the bodies of two snakes with the nose pointing down.
- What does this mean? What have you done to Sara and Leonardo? - Asked.
The man with the purple jacket he laughed. A coarse laugh and annoying.
Patrick tried to move to achieve it is obliged to respond. His feet did not move. It was stuck on that plan and the flames enveloped him in a few moments.
Patrick awoke gasping.
He had dozed off on the bed immediately after dinner and had the nightmare again. This time was different. The two boys were not there, something bad had happened.
He got out of bed and turned on the light in the room. He took the pencil and the block that Kaspar had given him, he settled behind the desk near the window and decided to follow his advice.
Wrote immediately above the left side of the paper SCHOOL ST, leave a space and added G. NE. He did not know what the words mean maimed.
- "St" might mean state. But the rest? Maybe it's the school's name - said.
abandoned those thoughts and then began to draw a circle in the center of the sheet. Then safely back inside the shape of the skull, and horned serpents. Trace the outline until he felt the same as that seen in a dream.
lifted the sheet from the table and watched him. That sign did not give him the information he wanted. He had to know how to prevent the two children were hurt.
Following his instinct, he took off his glove from his right hand. Do not drop anything, not even for sleep. His was a gamble, but still had groped. He placed his palm on the symbol and vision hit him suddenly.
The images were blurred and fast. She saw the Director Romoli hospital where he was hospitalized. He walked with a man and a woman. Then he found himself on the threshold of a room of a patient. On the bed was spread a dark-haired girl. The same dream. Two men in overalls and blue shirts hidden by a mask of clay in the face lifting and sitting on a wheelchair. He saw the car and the same men who loaded the girl on a red sports car.
He returned with his mind in his room, stunned but satisfied. Rinfilò the glove on the hand and made his decision. He saved that girl.
He left the room and went running to the door of the guest room where he had arranged Kaspar and knocked insistently.
- Patrick alright? - The man asked, opening wide the door.
- I'm sorry but you absolutely must accompany the disorder to the hospital where I was hospitalized - Patrick replied excitedly. - I had a vision. A girl is in serious danger.
Kaspar looked at him doubtfully. - Are you sure about that?
- I'm sure.
- Okay, let's go - Kaspar said. - My car is parked below.
The siren of the ambulance with his cry rose above every other noise in the night. Inside Monti Carla Martini and Leonardo were next to Sara, still unconscious.
The ambulance entered the parking lot of the emergency room and two paramedics carried the girl into the hospital on a stretcher.
Grace and Philip Martini with Fulvio Marchi, alerted by his son, went to meet the group. - How is Sara?
- E 'fainted, they say they can be an attack of appendicitis - Carla said.
Grace nurses followed the Reception for news on her daughter, while the rest of the group sat in the waiting room of the emergency room.
Several minutes later, Grace came and said: - Sarah would be emergency surgery. There is a risk of peritonitis. They're preprarando for the operation at this time. - Then he turned to Carla and said - I'm sorry that you were forced to come here.
- Do not tell either. The important thing is to arrive on time - said the other woman.
- I hope so. Go on home. Just something I'll warn you. - Grace hugged her friend and said goodbye.
Philip looked at his son. - Maybe it's better to come home too Leonardo. Fulvio you ...
- I want to stay - the boy stopped him. - I'll wait with you that Sarah leave the operating room.
- Okay - said the father.
The hours passed slowly. In the silence of the waiting room all looked to repeat the clock on the wall, but his hands seemed to move ever.
Grace and Philip were seated together in front of them were Fulvio and Leonardo, who was resting his head on the shoulder of his uncle. Beginning to feel tired and his eyelids grew heavy. Unable to resist, the boy slipped into a light sleep.
Fulvio noticed it and tried to move to put his grandson in a more comfortable position. It was moving gently put his arm behind his back, when Leonard suddenly opened his eyes.
- I awake - he said, yawning.
- You can rest a while '- responded politely Fulvio.
Leonard shook his head. - I can do. I'm not tired. - Settles in the chair, leaning back.
Fulvio few minutes later he rose from his seat. - I'm going to get a coffee, some of you want something?
The other declined the offer so the man left the waiting room in search of the vending machine. The man left the room and went into the corridor in search of the beverage distributor.
- Stay here - Patrick said, opening the car door.
- Wait. Seeking a place to park and I'll take you - Kaspar said.
- No. Stay here. Notice that the girl is in danger of being kidnapped and I'll be back. - He got off the vehicle and shut the door in haste, without giving the opportunity to respond to Kaspar. He walked quickly down the path that led to the entrance to the hospital reception desk and pointed.
plump nurse with a pair of glasses with tiny lenses on the high chair she was sitting behind the counter and was compiling a crossword puzzle.
panting Patrick said: - I need information on your patient!
The woman turned away gaze from the puzzle and asked: - What do you want to know?
- In case there is hospitalized in a girl of about twenty years?
- It is about a fortnight - sarcastically replied the nurse.
- Please, is important. Must tell me if there is this girl here. E 'tall, has dark hair that comes down below her shoulders roughly.
- Do not tell me his name? So we do first - she said impatiently.
- Behold, I do not know, but it is important that you find ... is in danger.
The woman looked at him suspiciously and Patrick knew that would not help him. He had to go look for yourself.
He left the station and walked to the first corridor. The nurse jumped from his chair with a shot that did not suit his physicality and ran after him. - Where Do You Go? Who is she? - Wondered aloud, clinging to the coat of man.
- Let me. - Patrick tried to wriggle. - I find it absolutely.
The woman did not let go, but Patrick did not lose heart. He was willing to back if trascinarsela this served to save the girl.
- I told her to stop! Somebody help me - the nurse yelled.
Two servants who were passing by and had heard the clamor of women, rushed to his aid. Patrick seal off and tried to push him towards the exit. Scared of failing in his business, the man tried to make its way through force. He pushed the servant who had saved before, causing him to fall to the ground and ran towards the stairs.
The other three ran after him and managed to reach the first floor atrium.
Patrick began again blocked screaming. - Stop! You do not understand. She is in danger! If you can not find it, they will get it.
- What's happening? - Fulvio asked with a plastic cup in hand.
The four people turned around to see who was the newcomer. - No, do not worry - the nurse assured him plump.
- I am a police inspector. If there is any problem and I can do something ...
Patrick Hearing these words broke free and jumped to Fulvio. - I must help - he said seriously. - There is a girl is in grave danger.
- All right, what kind of danger? - Asked Fulvio.
- you are about to be taken away - Patrick said, repeating for the umpteenth time his sentence as if it was a way to ward off the danger.
- Fulvio Uncle, uncle Fulvio, run. - Leonardo had come suddenly interrupting the discussion. - Sara is leaving the operating room.
- Leonardo'll be right - said Fulvio.
Patrick could not believe his eyes. He knew the boy had met him in his nightmares. At the same time remembered I've heard even his name and the name of the girl: Sara and Leonardo.
- Excuse me, my niece has just been made, I gotta go. Please wait for me at the entrance - said Fulvio addressed to Patrick. - You look after me now, so then they can tell me everything.
Patrick agreed, went down to the ground accompanied by three employees of the hospital and sat on chairs in front of the nurse's desk. The woman returned to her seat stared at him for several minutes.
Patrick was quieter. She now no longer runs any danger. His uncle was a police inspector, so he knew how to protect it, or perhaps because he sensed there was something about the danger to which she was meeting.
The nurse was soon re-absorbed by his crossword puzzles and taking advantage of his distraction, Patrick went out leaving the building.
The acrid smell of blood and burnt flesh filled the air. Not bothered at all.
Sara knew what was its task and would not stop until he had completed.
Light columns of smoke rose from the ground already burned by the fire. The focus of battle.
Sara had only fleeting images to remember the fighting there had been, yet they were enough to make them find the strength to stop it. He found and faced his enemy, even if it was the last thing he had done.
He touched the right side. Ached, as if there had been stuck a dagger. He wore a steel-colored blouse that was completely destroyed in part under the breast. The gloves high to mid-arm and boots that reached to the knee were intact. Her legs were bare and full of scratches.
pour Sara saw the bodies on the ground, but not causing any feeling. When fighting must be ready to sacrifice lives. He had always known.
He walked up to see a building. The heavy smoke and the air gave the impression that the building required for an almost infernal heat. He entered and began to sweat and not withstanding that temperature so hot. Everything was enveloped in darkness. Did not care, the Dark 'not scared.
Sara began to walk in the dark. The corridor was long and the walls there was no window. Continuing his journey he met a few candles. The silence was broken by the breaths. He stopped and felt in danger Someone was watching.
- Stand up - screamed.
A voice full of hate said "You can not deny who you are!"
Sara prepared for the attack, but something struck her in the back stunned.
Instinctively Sara's eyes widened. It took a few minutes to figure out where he was.
The last memory went back to his party at the Full Moon . He had a thick stronger than the others and had fainted. Now he was in a room that did not know, lying on a bed that was not his.
- Did you wake up. How do you feel? - Grace asked sitting beside her.
- Where are they? - Church will still remain a bit 'dazed.
- You are in hospital. At the party you had a severe attack of appendicitis and had emergency surgery. Three hours ago I have given a sedative for the pain and you've fallen asleep.
He touched the side that recently had massaged so frequently. - I'm sorry mom - she said.
- What?
- It was a bit 'of days that I had twinges at the side but I have not given weight.
The woman smiled at her lovingly and stroked her forehead. - The important thing is that now you are well. The operation was successful and soon you will be able to go home.
Sara smiled at her.
Grace stood up. - Can I leave? Dad went to get something down at the bar for breakfast. I want to warn you that you woke up.
- Sure go ahead - said the girl.
- will not be long. - Grace picked up the bag and left the room .
Sara rubbed her temples. The echoes of that strange dream echoed in his mind now that he was left alone. I do not remember having done before, but he was not completely safe. It seemed that the strange sensation of warmth superhuman had followed out of the dream.
Two men entered the room and quickly shut the door. Both wore a long white coat completely connected covering their clothes.
One of them, that pushing a wheelchair, he said: - Come We have to do some tests.
- After the operation? - Sara asked.
- Yeah, this is the routine - the answer man, smiling.
The other went over to her and helped to sit on the wheelchair.
- Excuse me can give me the robe, I feel a bit 'cold - Sara said.
The man grabbed the garment lying at the foot of the bed and handed it to the girl. They pushed the wheelchair outside the room, taking a brisk. They entered the elevator and went down to the ground floor. Here they moved towards the entrance. The Reception counter was covered by a group of people was asking for information.
One of them held the door open to move the wheelchair.
- But where are we going? - Sara asked.
There was no answer.
- Where are you taking me? - Churches with more decision.
- You can silence - the answer either.
Sara planted his feet to stop. He tried to get up but the pain forced her to sit next to function again. - Help, somebody help me! - Shouted in the street without realizing that there was none.
The man stopped the carriage. The other who had walked alongside pulled a cloth from under his coat and holding them without arms his nose pressed against him. Within seconds Sara fainted.
The two reached a red sports car, loaded the girl fainted in the back seat and took off their coats throwing them at the foot of the wheelchair. They climbed, slipped terracotta masks they had left inside, set in motion and departed in haste.
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