Dr. Giovanni, the Vice Chancellor of Golden Lake University, held the paper that had been handed to him in his hands as he watched Chloe leave his office.
He knew who she was; the student professor Ericson had been having an affair with. The affair lasted for a couple of weeks, about five, but all that had gone down the drain now. That hadn't been the reason why Dr. Giovanni had suspended professor Ericson, though. No. He'd known about the forbidden affair but didn't care at all which was very unprofessional of him.
The only reason why professor Ericson had sent him away was because of the threat he posed to the success of the contest. He, Ericson, had warned Harold but hadn't given him specific details of the contest and from what was in Dr. Giovanni's hands, he could see, too, that Ericson had given Harold a map which was mentioned at the end of the letter he'd written to Harold before departing, and a list of the things he need
"What are you doing?" Trisha whispered to Derek as she snuggled closer to the rock behind her to keep her more hidden. From her observation, Derek's eyes were darker than they were the last time with a smoky vibe and his lips had been so arched that they formed a permanent scowl.He turned to look at Trisha then once again opened his mouth to speak out loud to the ghouls which were catching up on them. "We're just behind... a rock!"After his proclamation which Trisha knew was a conscious act to put them in trouble, she understood what was going on. There were now to occupants of Derek's body; Derek himself and the ghoul. When one was in control, the other was utterly powerless and most of the time, the one in control was the ghoul. It was Derek that had helped her with a spell for Derek roughly a minute ago but now, he was gone, giving room to the ghoul. The only reason the ghoul was in him was to watch the others through his eyes and per
"This is the time," Harold told his wolf. "We must work hand in hand. No mistakes. No regrets. Perfection."The wolf growled a little meaning it had heard and understood what Harold had said. It was that growl that Trisha had heard before she let go of the shield and fell to the the ground.The ghouls took an extra second to attack the small group of Golden Lake students and in that fraction, Harold's wolf was able to study all the ghouls.They were seven in number - excluding the one that had made Derek's body its own base.Although that was quite much for the wolf to take on alone, not a thread of fear was found in him. He was the next in line Alpha and be was going to show them why it was him and no one else.As the ghouls began to fly towards them, Harold's wolf ran to a spot that separated the ghoul from the students and gave a loud growl that said, 'this is my territory. Don't you dare bring a
Although Harold hadn't expressed his shock when he first saw Trisha because of the situation that was on ground at that moment - he had barely even recognized her, when things had settled down a bit and they were safe for a moment, he became awestruck.While the others that made up the small party packed their things so that they could return back to their school, his eyes shifted from Trisha to Wilkes like they will fall out of their sockets with disbelief. It had been days since he'd seen his friends and of course, he was relieved to see them but the probability of it happening had been the very last thing on his mind.There had even been one or two times when he saw their silhouettes gliding past trees behind him but he had said in his heart that it was the ghouls or maybe a wild animal although if it was a wild animal, definitely an ape. He had even seen them when he was in the limousine that drove him, Penelope an
"So how were you able to... survive in the forest?" Harold asked Wilkes and Trisha as he continuously looked at the top of the sky high trees, searching for edible fruits."The same way you did, I guess," Wilkes replied with an hearty chuckle. It was relieving for them all to pretend like everything was normal and except that they were moving through a mystifying forest and that Derek was silent as he tried to solve the puzzle of what had been happening to him, things were normal. "Well, except that we weren't able to bath when you did for the fear of being seen and even after for the worry of not seeing you again," Wilkes added."So you guys also saw that creature? The one that attacked me, Penny and Derek, too?""Yes, and Trisha was the one that saved you all," Wilkes said.Immediately, Harold's gaze shifted from the top of trees to Penelope with a smirk on his face."You told me you sen
As much as Derek wanted to walk with the rest and pretended everything was fine, he just couldn't.He had gotten a titbit of the cause of everything that had happened to him and the two others from Trisha and Wilkes and now, he couldn't stop thinking and assuming things.'What did she mean by I threatened her?' he asked himself as he walked beside the others who had their necks turning left and right, searching for things they could eat and taking in the pieces of information their environment let out.'If a ghoul was stalking them,' Derek thought, 'there was no way it could get close to them unaware'. Thoughts of that should have been relieving but they weren't. Not for Derek. He knew he was carrying a ghoul in him who could surface at any time and cause harm to the others. He felt like an imposter. A betrayer. He needed answers."What if we come across a wild animal," Wilkes started, "will we kill it?"
"Why was Francis' journal in the school?" Penelope asked. "It seems... odd.""We also don't know why and yes, it is odd." Trisha responded for herself, Harold and Wilkes. "It's still a good thing we found it, though, because it gave us an heads up."They all walked in silence in a small cluster. The closer their bodies were to each other, the safer and better they all felt. All except Derek who felt more like a betrayer with every inch they got closer to each other."But it's funny that before now, I hadn't seen the journal," Trisha said."Why?""I've read virtually all the books in the library several times. I should have come across it at one point or the other.""That's incredible!" Penelope said with eyes of admiration fixed on Trisha."So that means..." Harold said,"...That the book wasn't put in there till recently," Trisha complete
The five of them; Harold, Trisha, Wilkes, Penelope and Derek, stood at the bank of the lake, watching the water of the lake sway with the wind which to the five of them, wasn't comforting like it had the last time they were there. This time around, it felt like it forced its way through their pieces of clothing and pulled on their hairs of their skin in a way that caused excruciating pain to them.The evening sun shone from above, causing the lake to have a darker shade of red than it actually was and although the sky itself wasn't blood red like it had when Trisha and Wilkes had rescued the contestants or when Trisha had taken a picture of the sky, it was mystifying, too. Not a bird or any other living organism could be seen flying. It seemed like everything was dead. Everything but the five of them."... what... do you think is the cause of... this?" Harold asked the four others with a dry mouth.As the lake swayed befor
"A cavern? What's a cavern doing in school and why haven't I ever heard of it?" Penelope asked. She was visibly confused with a sideline tint of frustration.Wilkes sighed. There were a lot of things Penelope and Derek didn't know about that will take a very long time explaining but now, she and Derek were a part of it all and they needed to know what was going on."Back in school," he started explaining to Penelope, "there's a cavern deep, deep down the school. It is so deep when we found it, we suspected it was dug so deep for a purpose and yes, it is." Two second passed, "we just don't know what it is.""Actually," Harold continued, "we do have an idea on what it is. The first time I went down there alone, that was the first time I saw ghouls... and they attacked me. I managed to escape but before I did, I saw blood in a small bowl like it was for a sacrifice and I heared the voice of a... laughing female, too:
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It was the end of a session and although Harold and Wilkes especially had been to a rough start, things got a lot better after the contest and as they stood in their room, getting ready to go home for the holiday, for the first time since they had gotten to the school, they felt and behaved like other students.“Who is coming to take you home?” Harold asked Wilkes as he eyes lazily landed on the messy heap of cloth that were in his bag. There was no way he was going to take his time rearranging them. No, that was too much stress.“I'm not very sure,” Wilkes answered as his eyes scanned the room for any of his belongings he might have missed. The room was pretty empty compared to how it had been two hours ago. Even the bulb that shone a dark light had been taken from its socket. “I mean, it is either my aunt or her husband; my uncle, or them both.” He sighed as he looked back at his huge travelling bag that was on his bed. “I don't think it mat
For the first time since the new intakes had been in Golden Lake University, rain fell.It was on a Friday and most of the semester had gone. Things had gone back to normal or at least, almost had.Sarah returned back to her park after being told all what happened by Harold. She promised not to tell anyone anything but deep down, Harold knew it was only a matter of weeks - a month or two, if lucky - before she told someone all she had been told. All the same, they did tell her everything. She deserved to know the truth.Derek, too, was back to his old self: lively, goofy and weird and with him was the love of his life, Penelope, who acted like the perfect housewife who without doubt, she was going to be. She seemed content that way.Although Wilkes never and probably never will admit it, the couple - Derek and Penelope - made him jealous. One of the reasons he had been excited to resume in Golden
"What does this mean?" Wilkes asked as he, too, bent his neck over the sheet of paper.Harold read the words again. Just like in the first letter he had gotten, this, too, was warning him of something in the most confusing way possible."I don't know," he replied. "But I do know that this is from professor Ericson. He must have written it before he died. You know, expected us to search his room when he was gone.""That's unlikely," Wilkes said dryly. "It most likely is to someone who knows of its existence behind the clock and that person definitely isn't you - or me. Besides, how are you so certain it is from professor Ericson?""The handwriting. They're... similar. Don't you see it?""I don't. At all." He sighed then continued, "we'll compare the handwriting of this paper and the one from the letter we are certain he handed to you together when all of these is over.""Yes, seems l
Harold and Wilkes waited in professor Ericson's office, doing nothing.When the party were first in the cavern, their footsteps reached up above where Harold was but after roughly a minute, there was nothing to tell that those that had gone down there existed.“Do you have any reasons why you wanted is to come here?” Wilkes asked when it was just the both of them in (Late) professor Ericson's office. Harold almost always had a plan. He knew that.Harold looked around the room like it was his first time being in it.“No,” he said. “I just wanted us to be here when they went down there.”Wilkes looked puzzled. That didn't seem like Harold.“But now that we're here,” Harold continued, oblivious of Wilkes confusion, “why don't we just look around for whatever we can find.”He paused for a while and looked at Wilkes before continuing, “we never know what we might f
Derek woke up with a series of cough.Penelope sprung out of the bed she was sat in and went to his side.“Are you okay?” she asked, wrapping her fingers around his arm. He was a lot thinner than he had been in the past.He fell silent for some seconds, “yes, I am okay,” he said, “how're you, too?” he asked, putting his other hand on hers which were on his arm.“I've never felt more alive than I am feeling right now,” she said.Derek chuckled, “that's good.”By then, Brie was also by his side but watched the both of them silently. Trisha sat in the position Penelope was in before, fiddling with her phone.Derek sat up and opened his eyes. He looked to his left and saw Sarah on the bed with him then he turned to look at Penelope, then Brie.“Thank you…” he said to Brie. “…for everything.” There was a short pause. “When you saw us down the
Trisha paced from left to right of Harold and Wilkes small room. It was either she was no longer aware of the presence of Brie and Penelope or she just wasn't bothered by their presence. The latter seemed the most feasible option."I'll have to call my dad this very moment," she said to no one in particular. She seemed to be talking to herself and the next second, her phone was in her hand, placing a call to reach her father.She brought the phone to her ear and waited. After what seemed like ages to the two females watching her, she breath in and out deeply, and began to speak."Hello, father," she started. There was a pause from her side because her father was talking. It went on and on and on but Trisha understood why. He hadn't spoken to his daughter in over a week and was worried something awful must have happened to her."Why didn't you pick your calls?" he asked. His voice was a lot louder than befo
Harold and Wilkes picked up pace as they ran back to Dr. Alvin Clarks's office. Their sneakers marched on the tuffs of grass and on the cemented pavement, too, but they didn't bother as they huffed and puffed. The breeze as they moved blew against their faces but that, too, didn't stop them. They had to get to Dr. Clark before he and the others left.When they got to the entrance of the building, they stopped running and walked in.The receptionist recognised them and gave them a small nod telling them to proceed with the reason they were there.The both of them acknowledged her nod and went to the elevator. They got in it and a few seconds later, they were on the top floor.They both walked down the absolutely beautiful but empty and very silent corridor slowly. They loved as their sneakers sunk into the red carpet the spread everywhere. They turned right and continued walking.“Do you think
Brie closed the door behind her with her leg. It made a loud snap that caused Derek to let out a soft moan as the sound wave caused his eardrum to tremble. She had the pizza box Penelope had asked for in her hand.“I didn't know which ones you like over the other so I went with good old Pepperoni.”Penelope's nose wiggled like a mouse's. “It isn't my favourite,” she started, “but isn't my worst either. Thank you,” she said as she got the box out of Brie's hands.She put it on the bed and walked to Derek' side. She knelt beside his bed but Brie peered down on him from above.“He's conscious already,” Penelope said, sounding like a small child who had just gotten a gift. She was talking to Brie.“Oh, has he?” Brie said, kneeling, too. “I can't handle it much any longer.”“Handle what?” Penelope asked, looking to her right, at Brie.“His sister, she has been dead worri