I told the two boys to go back to their jobs. That myself and Tabitha would look after Barabus. Tears were rolling down their eyes.
Tabitha instinctively seemed to know what to do.
She got on her knees, rubbed the sides of their faces, and said, “Don’t worry. We are going to sort out this bad man. Now go to your quarters and everything will be fine.”
With that, they left. Myself and Tabitha went to the top of the room. Barabus had exited through a heavy grey hatch. It took both of them with all their strength to twist it open. Tabitha was the first to view what lay behind.
Her eyes bulged open, her mouth ajar.
“What is it?” I asked.
But then I could see for myself.
The floor was covered in an exquisite carpet with murals of God-like creatures on the side walls. Anxiously, they stepped forward into the unknown. One corridor led to another, all immaculate. Then there were the rooms. Each was filled to the brim with gold and other rare metal artifacts.
Then, there was a strong scent of meat just as we heard a slobbering sound in the distance. It was him.
Each step was done silently.
Then he was in the room adjacent.
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