She backed out from beneath the desk at a speed she didn’t know was possible. Hitting her head on the underside of the table she shot out backwards, tangling up her legs and landing on her backside. Another ladder joined the first as Hana tried to roll out of danger, convinced the rat was in hot pursuit and would definitely bite her bum. Flipping onto her knees and scrabbling away, Hana’s breaths came in frantic gasps. Reaching the door to the common room, she met the knees and hairy feet of senior boys, attracted to heroism by the screams of a woman. “There’s a rat!” she insisted, pushing through their legs to escape on her hands and knees.
Like all males in the presence of female angst, they didn’t believe her. “Na, miss. It’s in your head. My mum sees all kinds of things that aren’t th
