Discovery

"But what if that guy really is a monster?" The thought had been bothering Harold for quite a while now. Ever since he left the school. Ignoring the moral aspects of the plan that his friends had made, they would most definitely end up in big trouble if Mr. Carrick really was a monster. 

"God damn it! Those f*ckers are making me worry about them!" Harold screamed loudly and slammed his fist onto his bed.

BAM!

He had expected a small and soft noise, but surprisingly, the punch sounded much more loud, as though he had punched wood. A surprised Harold immediately leapt up and looked at his fist, only to be horrified to find that the whole exterior part of his hand was covered in countless thorns!

"What the actual f*ck?!" Harold couldn't control his emotions and accidentally blurted out loudly, which resulted in him getting scolded by his mother, who was downstairs. "Don't swear under my roof, Harold! And keep your voice down!"