The Neopian Watcher: Part Two
The Neopian Watcher ~ Part Two
The loud cheering and laughing brought her attention
back to the room. The cheering was for Rasius, who won the match. At this point,
Sage didn't care. She was starting to feel anxious. She congratulated Rasius
on his win and then went over to tell Abigail she was going back up to their
"What happened?" Abigail asked Sage.
Sage looked at her friend and replied, "Happened?
What do you mean?"
"You could have beaten Rasius, but you didn't.
Did you let him win?" Abigail answered. "And why were you looking out the window?"
"Window?" Sage asked in confusion. Clearly,
her mind was focused on what was outside.
"Yeah, window. Why were you looking out of the
window when you should have been paying attention to the game? You could have
beaten Rasius." Flameboy commented as he walked up to Abigail and Sage.
Sage pulled out of her thoughts and realized
what her friends were asking.
She thought a moment and said, "I thought I
saw something outside."
Both Abigail and Flameboy gave Sage a funny
"Outside? In this storm?" Flameboy asked.
Abigail added, "No one would be foolish enough
to go outside in this. You can't even see anything, but the rain outside of
Flameboy, still looking at Sage with concern
stated, "It was probably just something the wind was blowing around. That's
Sage wanted to believe that with all her heart.
She continually told herself that it was the wind. Yet, deep down inside, she
knew that it wasn't anything being blown around. That's what made her feel uneasy
Saying her goodbyes, Sage headed out of the
recreation room toward the staircase.
"Hey now, watch where you're going little one,"
Mr. Pickles, the Neopian Pound chef said quickly. "You better keep your mind
on where you're going."
Sage realized she had narrowly escaped running
into Mr. Pickles. He was on his way to the hallway entrance of the kitchen,
carrying a box full of food. She figured he was going to the storage pantry.
This caught her attention because she was very hungry and was looking forward
to supper time.
Following Mr. Pickles to the kitchen, she asked,
"What's for supper?"
Looking at her with a smile, he replied "Hungry
are you? You'll have a few hours to wait. We are having a joint of ham with
an orange glaze sauce, baked potatoes, carrots and broccoli and a fresh baguette.
For dessert, I will be making a double cream vanilla sponge cake. Now out of
my kitchen while I prepare for tonight's supper."
Sage left the kitchen hungrier than when she
I can't wait to taste that ham and then the
cake! She thought to herself, as she headed up the stairs. She wasn't very
fond of the vegetables, but at least they weren't the nasty vegetables like
peas or asparagus. Finally, in her room, she went to sit on the window bench.
She adjusted her pillows, picked up her book and was ready to finish this long
She listened to the howling of the wind for
a little bit, then returned to her book in hopes to finish it within the next
couple of days. She managed to read a few pages when she discovered she had
read the last page over again. It was no use. She just couldn't focus on reading.
Sage had an uneasy feeling, like something was coming. She went back to looking
outside her window.
What is it about this storm? Sage thought
to herself. She stared hard out of her window. She felt it in every bone in
her body. There was something out there. She just didn't know what. Not being
able to concentrate on her reading and feeling anxious about the storm, she
decided to go back to the recreation room.
The Kacheekers tournament should still be
going on, she thought to herself. She'd find Abigail and watch the rest
of the tournament with her. It should be close to finished now, but she hoped
to catch the finals.
Taking one last look out of her window, Sage
rose from the window bench. The storm still raged on, but she saw nothing outside.
She went down the stairs when the lights started to flicker again. Sage caught
her breath and stopped mid-step for a moment. The lights stopped flickering
and she continued on her way downstairs.
Something isn't right, Sage thought uneasily.
She reached the bottom of the stairs and headed
in the direction of the recreation room. Even before she arrived there, she
knew something was not right. As she came closer to the recreation room, she
realized what it was that was wrong. It was much too quiet. She couldn't hear
any of the other pets cheering at the Kacheekers tournament. Sage pushed the
thought aside. She assured herself that she would hear them when she came closer
to the recreation room.
When did this corridor get so dark? she
thought as the lights flickered again. Just calm down Sage. It's just my
mind playing tricks with the storm.
Entering the recreation room, Sage was surprised
to find the room completely deserted. She noticed the Kacheekers board still
on the table with the pieces lined up as if to begin a new game. She just figured
the Kacheekers tournament had ended and everyone left. This was so unlike everyone
though. The recreation room was the place to spend free time, especially with
a storm raging outside.
Ah well, Sage thought as she left the
recreations room. Maybe they are in the dining hall getting a snack before
Sage turned the direction in which the dining
hall would be found. Again, as she came closer to the room, she still couldn't
hear any laughing or talking. In fact, she didn't hear any sounds from others
This is really odd, she thought. There
were always other pets moving around the pound.
As with the recreation room, she went into the
dining area only to find no one was there. Sage's uneasy feeling became stronger.
However, she pushed the feeling aside and tried to convince herself that it
all made sense. It wouldn't be supper time for another couple of hours yet.
Why would any of the pets be in the dining hall?
'Grrrrrr' went Sage's stomach as she smelled
the wonderful aromas coming from the direction of the kitchen. All thoughts
of where the other pets were left her mind. She was hungry and the smell of
the cooking supper made it worse. She couldn't wait for supper! She decided
to go into the kitchen to see Mr. Pickles. Sometimes, he would give her a taste
of whatever he was making at the time. She even got to help make the meal a
couple of times! Sage thought the meals she cooked were the best she'd ever
She turned toward the kitchen and followed the
fragrance to the back of the dining hall, where the kitchen doors were located.
Surely, Mr. Pickles would be in there, hard at work to prepare for the evening
meal. Instinctively, Sage turned to look out the dining hall window, when she
caught another glimpse of something. She went over to take a closer look. All
she could make out were the sheets of rain. The lights flickered again and she
quickly left the dining hall.
"Hey, Mr. Pickles!" Sage called as she entered
the kitchen. Stopping in her tracks, she looked around her. There were two pots
on the stove with broccoli and carrots cooking in them. The joint of ham was
baking in the oven.
Ohhh, that smells great! Sage thought.
She took a look at the sink and noticed whole
potatoes were in it. On the counter were the makings of an unfinished salad.
Thinking this odd, she went to the storage pantry, where she thought the pound
chef might be. Opening the door and turning on the light, she could see the
only things in there were the food items. She went back into the kitchen only
to find that Mr. Pickles was no where to be found.
Sage could feel the panic rising within her.
Mr. Pickles never left the kitchen when he had food cooking! She stood in the
center of the kitchen, trying to figure out what to do.
"Find Ms. Snowflake!" Sage said out loud.
Running out of the kitchen, she headed down
to the staff area offices. Sage could see that it was growing darker outside
as she ran by the window in the hallway. That's when she saw it again! Something
was outside! Sage stopped and pressed her face against the window. This time,
she saw it more clearly, but then it disappeared before she could make out what
it was. All she could see was the storm again. Oh how it was a furious storm.
The rain seemed to be coming down harder than before, if that was possible.
She knew it was late afternoon and the sun should be out. Yet, the only light
to be seen outside were the flashes of lightning.
Sage pulled herself away from the window and
went out into the hallway.
When did this hallway become so eerie,
she thought in fear.
Finally reaching the door to Ms. Snowflake's
office, she stopped to catch her breath. She bent and held her side as she tried
to ease the cramp forming from running so fast. Slowly recovering from the quick
sprint, she stood up and knocked on the door. She waited for an answer, but
none came. Sage knocked harder on the door this time. Again there was no answer.
Pressing her ear against the door, she tried to hear if Ms. Snowflake was inside.
To Be Continued…