They wouldn’t believe that she was actually coming back from her punishment. No one believed anything she said. Malakha was starting not to believe herself. Hearing the piano in the music room was one thing, but hearing laughter that no one else could was something else entirely. It concerned her to say the least. Still, the fact that she heard laughter wasn’t what bothered her the most. The fact that someone was laughing at all was the problem. While she didn’t believe in exorcisms, she didn’t find it remotely funny that someone else found humor in the girl’s trauma as she was supposedly exorcised. Malakha was so focused on what she had witnessed earlier that she didn’t realize she had made it back to the school part of the building until she was about to take the stairs up to her room. She paused on the steps. If she went back to her room, then Sabrina would not only want to know what happened, something Malakha didn’t want to talk about, but she would also try to convince her not to go to the rave.
