The Conspiracy

It was a dark, damp day, and the sky was overcast. One came from his home, a gloomy, clammy nest. Another, from his favourite place to scavenge on the newly dead bodies of his enemies. The Third, straight from the ministry. The last one, no one knew.

They scuttled as fast as they could, no one wanted to be late for the meeting. For all they knew, they might have to meet the Big One this evening.

Their meeting place was in the middle of a vast, crowded school. It was a secluded area, where few knew of its existence. Each had their own path to get there undetected. Almost. As the third one hastened to the room, he had to hurry past a hoard of people mingling. A loud, shrill scream pierced the air. And then darkness descended upon him, and he was suddenly no more.

The others knew nothing of the extinguishment of their brother's existence. They still scrambled, without pause, to where they were supposed to go. There were pressing matters to be discussed. The overthrowing of the anarchy that ruled them today. To increase the spread of the evil and darkness over those that had always dictated where they could live and what they could do. The brethren were no longer contented to live under the rules that were forced upon them today. They yearned to be free like their brothers of yore.

They met in the dingy room. A quick twitch of greeting. They had finally gathered again in front of the throne. The throne loomed before them, white and pristine. They bowed their heads low. A humility pressed upon their hearts before this majestic creature. They began to whisper in harsh voices about their imminent attack. They had failed the last time. Failure was no longer an option for them. It was either liberty, or death.

As the leader began to question the whereabouts of the fourth, their heart rates spiked. They wondered with dread, had he been caught, and would he cave in to the torture?

At that moment, a girl walked into their room. But all three of them, all still twitching, were engrossed in their agitation over the fourth's lack of presence. None of them noticed. The girl saw them. Her eyes widened in horror, and she was terrified. She stood on the spot, afraid that she would be noticed, then decided to take her chances and run out as fast as she could.

As her hair flew behind her as she bolted out of the room, her shoes squeaked on the hard floor, and it drew the attention of the Fourth. He saw her rush out, and he turned to the other two. "Never mind the Third. Someone's seen us now. We have to do something."

The First looked at the Second and the Fourth, "It is time. We will proceed. It is imperative that we conquer them before they know about the extent of our existence." He ordered the Fourth, "Contact the Big One now. Inform him." A distance away, they heard an ear-penetrating, shrill scream.

"It has begun," uttered the First.

Thus describes the day Cheryl saw 3 cockroaches in a toilet cubicle in school.