Chapter 30: Cult
Cail was lying on the living room couch, watching TV. The school gave him a rest day. He only needs to go to school next Monday, the day when he will meet that suspicious man.
"I better conserve my energy," he said as he slumped down. On the chair was a bag of chips and soda. This was conserving energy, totally not being lazy.
Just as he thought he would have a relaxing day, the doorbell rang.
He turned the TV volume down and listened. He didn't get up from the seat and just waited for the person on the doorbell to go away.
After a few seconds, the doorbell stopped and was replaced by knocks. Cail still continued to ignore it and eat chips.
Then it was silent.
Cail looked to his side. He saw an eye peeking through the small curtain gap on the window. He did not panic but this time, he felt kinda irritated. He stood up from his seat and pulled the curtains over.
"Oh, Cail. Hahahahahaha. You're here..." Oris stammered.
Cail opened the window, "Of course I'm here. Will you come here with another purpose other than to see me?"
"Yow, man!" Iven greeted. Him and Jael were waiting on the sides while Oris was acting like a thief.
"Come in," Cail gestured.