The reason all the workers had been called into the Temple that day, was because Pam wanted to delegate the tasks that the workers would have. Most of them were to become teachers, a few just simple guards to keep an eye on the kids.
Since this wasn’t their original role on the island, there was no one specialised in these types of areas, or at least they hadn’t been trained by anyone how to do so properly. However, everyone saw this as a temporary position before having to go back to the village later on.
Names would be called one by one, and people were elected on a volunteer basis. Peter wasn’t really paying attention and was too busy trying to think where Vorden would be. According to Jazz, a big type of event happened, and during it, Vorden as a worker of the Temple had caused quite the stir.
’Did he get put away, locked up for trying to free these kids? Do these kids really need saving?’ Peter thought.
He didn’t get the full details from Jazz, only a short run down that Vorden had gone against the "Event" for the kids and in the process killed the former teachers. Which was why they were here replacing them. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
Still Peter no clue what the event was or why he had done such a thing.
Although Peter at times did seem to notice that every once in a while, Vorden seemed to have a snappy side. He wasn’t as calm and collected as he let others see him.
"You." Pam pointed at Peter. "Since you haven’t volunteered for anything yet, I guess you can go for the counselling position with the kids. Not that there is really any point of it at the moment."
Without doing anything or showing any interest, Peter was selected for the counselling position. It was a task nobody wanted to do.
Now that all the tasks had been handed out, the schedule was given to each of them. It detailed when they would need to do work, and how they were to live the rest of their days at the Temple, fulfilling their roles.
"Tough luck, man." Jazz said. "You should have volunteered for something else. Nobody wants to talk and get to know these kids, and then watch them kill each other."
"Kill each other?" Peter repeated back. It was such a shock that he blurted it out, it seemed unbelievable as well.
"Did you lose a screw or something when you fell over?" Jazz asked. "Now that I think about it, maybe that’s what happened to Vorden. I think he was a counsellor to these kids before. It would be hard for anyone after talking to them and becoming someone they rely on to just stand by and do nothing when they have to kill each other. I just hope you don’t turn out like that too, man. I would hate to have to try to beat you to the ground myself."
Since the kids would first have their regular lessons followed by counselling sessions during free periods, Peter was actually able to freely roam around the Temple as he wished. He watched some classes and also tried to gather information about what had happened to Vorden.
He didn’t ask anyone in particular because it would have been suspicious and there were two reasons for this. The first being that it seemed like everyone already knew what happened so it would be strange for him to ask, the second was why he knew about this reason in the first place. Everyone was talking about it.
From hearing bits here and there, he had learnt that Vorden was one of the Blades that lived in the Castle. Judging by the way they talked about them, perhaps they were the royalty of the island.
He had become a teacher at the school and had stopped the kids from participating in the Event, which from what he found from Jazz was something to do with the kids killing each other.
But rather than treating him as a saviour, many of the words spoken about him were negative. Demming him a traitor, a mad man and someone who they should get rid of.
After finding out this information, his first counselling session with a child was interesting, to say the least. The child barely spoke and looked like he was nervous, looking to his left and right ready for something to happen at any point.
Peter tried to ask questions, but the child didn’t reply. The next child that came in had looked almost beaten. Apparently, it was because the kids had formed groups, and he was found on his own splitting from his group.
But the one that interested him most was the child he had seen who came in full of tears. Peter didn’t even need to ask him any question because he had just blurted everything out.
"I hate it, I hate how this place has become!" He cried. "We were all friends, we used to share and play together, and now everyone is just thinking about how to kill each other."
Peter felt the need to calm him down, but at the same time, he wanted to find out more.
"I wish..w-wish... Vorden was here. I wish he could save us."
Looking at this child, Peter was shocked at how honest and upfront he was. Back when Peter was struggling with life at school, he kept everything inside, he wanted others to help but never asked to. Quinn and Vorden both helped him without being asked, but here a kid was asking for help openly.
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