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you do
it on Coffin Island? Kill whatever is in your path.
     
    Chapter
     
    I landed on the library floor which had
somehow righted itself. The books were largely back on the walls in
the stacks. Madison was feeding the remaining volumes to Flash. He
seemed to be dying a death of excess. He was a massively bloated
fireball. He was desperately trying to refuse the final books.
Madison was shoving them down his throat with fireplace
tongs.
    The books were being reduced to ash
inside Flash. New books were being born inside him. They were
flying up to the stacks. Fire wasn’t the ultimate death for books.
Burning them was giving them new life. Madison had been correct
after all.
    Also burning books was an indicator of
their power. You wouldn’t burn something that wasn’t a threat. You
would just hurl it in the ashcan like so much trash. Perhaps there
was some logic to this test that we were attempting to
pass.
    There was a steady stream of faculty
witches walking into the library. Their faces were covered in
stitches. They appeared to be deeply unhappy with the new order.
Why weren’t they happy to be free? Coffin Island was back doing the
unpredictable act. There we were getting along for a brief moment?
I knew it couldn’t last.
    “ Headmaster Boo,” Madison
laughed. “Professor Coffin gave me the good news.”
    “ You’re descended from
pirates too,” Professor Coffin said. “Now that you’re Headmaster
you’re old enough to know the truth.”
    “ I’m descended from
pirates?” I gasped.
    “ Pitches,” Professor Coffin
said. “Pirate witches.”
    “ It explains a lot,” I
said.
    “ Our moral deformity,”
Professor Coffin grinned.
    “ You wear that burden on
your back,” Madison snorted.
    “ Witchcraft has a stupendous
knack for naming us,” I agreed.
    Professor Coffin was standing next to
Flash with a flaming bucket of fire and a shovel.
    “ I got my old job back,”
Professor Coffin grinned and took a swig of rum from his hip flask.
“Not a lot of competition for the prestigious spots on this rock
with this stupid lot. I feel like a million doubloons now that I’m
back at the top, the Janitor slot.”
    “ Put Flash in his flaming
coffin so he can recover,” Madison snapped. “And get out of my
presence before I kill you.”
    “ What a lovely witch,”
Professor Coffin remarked. “She has a touch of the old
hag.”
    Professor Coffin then proceeded to
shovel up Flash which we all watched with deep fascination. Flash
seemed to be disintegrating into little pieces of flaming ape.
Professor Coffin tamped down the various parts of fiery flesh in
the bucket of fire. Flash adjusted himself in the bucket. He let
out a flaming groan of relief.
    “ Make a hole for the bucket
of ape,” Professor Coffin shouted. “We have an injured librarian
coming through. We can’t afford to lose another creature that knows
how to read on this island. They’re scarcer than a raven with
spectacles.”
    The faculty witches begrudgingly parted
to let him pass.
    “ I’m just going to assume
that I’m your number two witch in-charge,” Madison said.
    “ You want to be Headmaster?”
I asked.
    The faculty witches started shouting in
disapproval.
    “ This is a hostile takeover
of The Coffin Island School for Witches by the pupils!” Madison
yelled.
    The faculty witches shouted in
approval.
    “ The faculty witches
deserved to die for mistreatment of the pupils,” Madison bellowed.
“You are now under our rule! Defy Headmaster Boo and
die!”
    The faculty witches shouted in
approval.
    We’re off to a pretty good start, I
thought.
    “ Say something to them,”
Madison said out of the corner of her mouth.
    “ I didn’t ask for this job,”
I said. “And I certainly don’t want it.”
    The faculty witches shouted in
approval.
    “ Keep going,” Madison
urged.
    “ You refused to teach us!” I
shouted.
    The faculty witches roared in
approval.
    “ You refused to feed us!” I
shouted.
    The faculty witches