LOTF Ch. 12 Cry of the Hunters viewpoint: Simon

Even though I'm dead, I have eyes, ears and nose that all work.

An eerie ululation sounded in the air on the island. I glided over to where it came from, Jack's tribe. My heart was distended from the pain I felt when I saw what was happening. Jacks tribe had cornered Ralph into a thicket. A cordon faced him. Ralph had hid there from last night probably. I had seen him tearing through the jungle, blood flying everywhere. After Jack had killed Piggy and captured Sam and Eric. I had seen them come apart of the tribe in order to stay alive. I knew that if they came face to face with Jack they wouldn't kill him. They were not total savages like everyone else. I had seen proof of that last night. Ralph had snuck up on Sam and Eric while they were guarding Castle Rock against him. They had told him to leave, that it wasn't safe for him there. He looked so sad and broken. I wanted to tell him that it was alright. That everything would work out. Felt better when Sam and Eric gave him a piece of meat. Ralph looked at it like it was the best thing in the world. Then he had hidden in the bushes and I had left, satisfied that he was safe for the night. But I was diddled into thinking this. Roger had been listening all along and he had brought Jack right to Ralph's hiding place in the morning. Which was where I was at now. My fists we're clenched, my blood boiling at the anger I felt for Jack and his tribe. It was all a power struggle. Jack just couldn't do the right thing and be normal. Be human. But no, he was a savage. A killer and a murderer. Ralph started to run. He flew through the forest. Only a blur I had to fly to catch up with. I smelled the blood on him from the wound on his side. He kept running. I smelled smoke and I turned around realizing they had set the forest on fire to get him out after throwing boulders in hi general area. Ralph stopped after a while. He looked confused. On his face I read, what am I going to do? Run? Hide? He needed to hide and wait till they got past. Hide!, I wanted to scream. He hid! In my special spot. He was invisible as the smoke came over the forest like a blanket. Ralph closed his eyes. Hunters came. One went to Ralph's hiding spot. Stay, I thought. Stay! He can't see you! Ralph did not stay. He sprang out of his hiding place. Jumping forward scaring the hunter so bad he fell backwards. Ralph ran again, all the way to the beach. Running, running running. He frantic footsteps keeping time with the beat of his heart which was pounding in his chest. What it would feel like to have a beating heart! But I turned my thoughts away from myself as Ralph reached the beach. He stopped dead, so did I. A ship! A ship. And a commander! Epaulettes and everything! An adult. One who could take charge. Ralph and the man were face to face.
"No adults huh? Fun and games then."
The reply was silence.
"Are you having a war? We saw the smoke."
"Yes, we are. A war" His voice was a croak.
Little ones emerged from the forest. Hunters began to appear. Ralph and people behind him started crying. I would've too if I had tears to cry. If I was alive. But I wasn't. That was that. At least Ralph was safe, safe and going home, Home. I smiled as I began to fade. My last memory was of Ralph being saved from death, war, and the demoniac Lord of the Flies.