From the Wood

Isadora turned just her eyes behind herself, looking at the trees and stars behind her. It was an odd time to stargaze really. She was quick to speak.

"Realize how lucky you are that I am giving you this information," said Isadora. Her voice spat out venom, and when her eyes looked back at me, I saw the hatred I had always seen as a child. hidden beneath a shiver. I bit my lip, holding back my own scathing remarks.

"The school is dry of information, "said Isadora, "but lucky for you... I know what others do not. A few hours ago, they drug giants crates into the forest." Isadora paused, allowing me to think about what she just said. What did that tell me? I didn't know.

"They had holes in the crates, and were handled very fragile. Five separate Crates" I still didn't understand, but felt that I must have been missing something. And yet Isadora's patience only waned.

Until she finally gave me the answer.