Chapter Nine - A View to a Death

Piggy and I were at the bathing-pool just before the feast was to take place. Piggy is getting more and more confident, and I less. I was jokingly spraying water at him and he got mad, but unlike usual he yelled and splashed water back at me. We were the only biguns at camp, so we decided to check out Jack feast. When we arrived, everyone was silent. Piggy and I walked over to a palm tree, but before we could get there the boys cooking the fire charged at Piggy and pushed him over. Everyone laughed, and I joined in. Then Jack told his tribe to bring us meat. He called an assembly and everyone sat in rows before him. He asked who would join his tribe and most boys said they would join. There was a storm coming and Piggy thought there would danger. Jack ordered the tribe to do their dance and they all ran to the sand. Roger became the pig and they all chased after him. They chanted " Kill the beast! Cut his throat! Spill his blood!". Then a figure came from the woods. They all thought it was the beast and attacked. I could see it was no beast. It was Simon. He was screaming something about a dead man on the mountain and he took off running down the beach. The tribe of savages followed and tackled him. They stuck their spears into him until he lay motionless. The sea water rose and swallowed his body whole.