Ancil“You have to show me something…..now? This couldn’t wait till morning?” I said looking around to see everyone else still asleep. The place was clearly darker than it was when I fell asleep making it obvious that it was night time.
“It’s important.”
I sighed, got up and followed her. I wasn’t sure where she was taking me but she seemed to be in quite a hurry to get there. I kept asking her where she was taking me but she just told me that I would see when we get there. The lights in the house were on but they had been dimmed. There was no sign of anyone but I had the strange feeling that Anansi was lurking nearby and could have easily jumped out of nowhere and caught us snooping around his house.
Sara arrived at a door and opened it slowly, signaling me to stay quiet. There was a slight screech as the wooden door opened but the sound was masked by the loud snoring that emanated from the room. The snoring was so loud that it literally caused the webbed floor to vibrate. The snoring came from Anansi who hung upside down from a thick web in the middle of the room.
Without hesitation I pulled Sara out the room and said, “Where the hell are you carrying me?”
“Just wait. Oh and don’t worry he’s a heavy sleeper. I was in here before.”
“You were snooping around the house before?” I asked.
“Yeah, I needed some answers.”
“Answers to what?”
She didn’t answer but instead walked through the door.
I sighed again then continued after her.
I looked up at Anansi just to make sure that he was still sleeping. He was, his loud obnoxious snores were a dead giveaway.
There was another door on the other side of the large room where Anansi slept. Sara went through it and I followed, closing the door behind me. The room we were in wasn’t made of web though. My feet felt different. I could lift them from the wooden floors without the stickiness that was associated with the webs in the previous room. The entire room looked like a wooden cabin and on the walls were portraits of Maggie and a man I assumed was Anansi in human form. Andy. There were a lot of pictures of Anansi and Maggie but of the dozens of portraits on the wall there were also pictures of other people. There were pictures of the Midnight Robber with and without his mask. On the portraits of the Midnight Robber there was the word “KILL” written in red ink. There were also pictures of other people but Sara pointed me to one picture in particular. It was a picture of a family. The family consisted of an old Indian man who seemed to be in his fifties, a middle aged woman who seemed a bit younger, a cat and four chubby children with one looking older and taller than the rest. On the portrait the words “KILL THEM ALL” was written also in red.
“Who are they?” I asked.
“Look closely,” Sara told me.
I took a closer look at the portrait and the faces finally popped out at me. Saraya, Justin, Clive and…Sara.
“That’s you!”
“Yeah. I am the first born of the Singh family,” Sara said.
“The same Singh family that….” I started.
“Yes, the same Singh family that Anansi was talking about earlier today.”
“So why you didn’t say something?”
“Why, for them to kill me and my siblings?” Sara said. “No way.”
“You could’ve at least tell me.”
“I did.”
“You tell me that he was one of the scientists not the Midnight Robber’s right hand man,” I said.
