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By Graham Keet
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“My daughter Megan came for a meeting this afternoon, I believe they're planning a school party. She said she’d be home at five—it’s now after seven.”
“Perhaps they're still backstage in the school hall,” said Howell, “would you like me to go with you?”
“It’s okay thanks, I know the way.”
The hall was in darkness. She called out, “Megan, are you here?” Silence. She was about to leave when a noise from backstage caught her attention. Quickly she climbed the stage stairs. A loud ‘thump’ seemed to come from a cupboard next to her. Britt seized the handle and slowly opened the door.
He was over six feet tall and hanging by the neck. She looked up at his face and saw a wicked gash on his forehead, with congealed blood running over his right eye and down towards his chin. Instantly Britt drew back, stifling a scream. She looked more closely at the figure then realized it was a very realistic stage prop. She heard a groan and looked down. To her horror she could make out the shape of a girl lying on the floor, her ankles and wrists bound with masking tape, a piece of tape across her mouth. Immediately she recognized Megan.
Ripping the tape off she shouted, “What on earth’s going on? Who did this to you?”
Megan stood up shakily. “Martin Scofield and Brian Meredith,” she said. “I objected to what they were planning, so they said they would teach me a lesson. We were deciding on a theme for the party and Martin was emphatic that it would be a Halloween party. Everyone else agreed, except me. I told them I believe we should not celebrate Halloween and that if they continued with that theme, as leader of the School Christian Association I would motivate that all Christians boycott the party. I said we would put up posters warning people to stay away.”
“Well, I agree with you, but is that why they did this to you?”
“Martin and Brian usually get their own way around here, especially since they are both football jocks and have lined up great college contracts for next year. Nobody tells them what to do, even most of the teachers.” Megan rubbed her wrists where the tape had been tightly wound.
“Well, I certainly won’t let this go,” said Britt taking Megan by the arm. “I know where Brian stays, I’ve worked with his mother on the PTA. We’re going there now. Then I’m reporting this to the police.”
“Let’s not make a big scene, Mom. These are hard nuts to crack. I’ve already told them you can’t follow light and darkness at the same time. They just laughed and Martin fetched this terrible dummy from his car: he had already made it at home. Anyway, while I was lying in the cupboard I prayed that God will convince them that they are wrong about Halloween, and to show them the light.”
On the way Megan further explained her reasons for threatening a boycott of the Halloween party. “Halloween brings glory to Satan and all the things of darkness. I can’t be part of a group that deliberately plans to lead others into darkness. They got very angry with me. I thought Martin was going to hit me—nobody at school contradicts what he says.”
They rounded a corner. “Their place is up ahead,” said Britt.
Then they saw the red flashing lights of an ambulance and the blue lights of a police cruiser. Megan gave a gasp. “That’s Martin’s car, lying on its roof.”
They pulled up at the curb. Brian was sitting on a folding chair having his head bandaged. Martin was being carried to the ambulance on a stretcher. As Megan approached Martin beckoned frantically for her to come closer. She approached him, expecting a tirade of abuse.
“I saw them … huge terrible creatures … they just laughed at me,” he stammered, almost incoherently. “But then I saw a light … and … and the creatures fled.”
Megan felt excitement rising up in her. “And then?”
“The light became a man. He looked at me and said, “Follow me Martin, follow me…”
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That's just a quick example to show you what I mean. I know I took liberties.
I think your message is a good one. You've done a nice job of developing the characters and writing on topic.