"Dr. Giovanni?" Derek whispered to himself as he hid behind the thick trunk of a tree, watching Dr. Giovanni stand beside a black Jeep. A few thorns from the tree's trunk pricked his skin but he didn't mind. If he did, he wasn't showing it.
"What is he doing here?" he asked himself as he dared to move even closer. He scrambled to a tree closer to the Vice Chancellor and from there, watched all that was going on in complete silence.
"The ghouls can't find them anywhere," Derek heard Dr. Giovanni say into his phone. He stopped talking for a few seconds and Derek guessed it was because whoever he was talking to was replying him. "They had an heads up from Ericson," he told the person on the other end of the phone again and was silent.
There seemed to be something evil about the way he carried himself, the tone with which he spoke, his facial expression, too, and from where Derek was, he knew Dr. Peyton Giovanni wasn't there to save the
Still on his aching legs, Derek managed to run till he reached the others who were so spellbound by the car that pulled up at their front at the thick mist of dust they couldn't move."Guys!" Derek said as he placed an arm on Harold from behind. "They've seen us! We've got to get going.""What do you mean they've seen us?" Penelope asked but instead of getting a reply, Derek dragged her by her hand and started running away from the Jeep, the others also running, closely behind them.They had only gone a few metres when the mist cleared and from the car Dr. Giovanni was in, he saw them.With an evil smirk on his face, he pressed his foot hard on the gas pedal and the car's engine hummed loudly before speeding towards the students.Roughly more than two inches before the car hit them, they all went sprawling to the ground in different directions to avoid being hit by the car.Dr. Giov
"Run!" Trisha said loudly so that the others could hear and yes, they did.Dr. Giovanni was still taking a few seconds to know what had happened behind him and regain control of the situation but although none of the students had prepared for what happened except for maybe Harold who had seen Trisha's wand earlier, they all obeyed what Trisha said. They all began to run for their lives.Their legs swept through the grasses as they took short, quick strides, they plunged into small ditches, too, and the lower part of their legs, were clawed by thorns but they didn't mind. Escape was the only thing their brain could interprete at the moment.They ran for nothing less than four hundred metres before fatigue began to set in."That was brilliant of you, Trisha," Harold said as he and the others kept on moving although not at a pace as fast as they did earlier."Thank... you," she replied amidst pan
Although Francis had said they'll get there in time, they came across many impediments in their way that made them slower and the witches that chased them was just one of the many.Luckily, although the many impediments, none of them was an empty fuel tank. If it was, the least that will have happened is that the speed at which they moved will have been affected momentously.It took them more than a whole day cramped in a seat and driving through the woods before they were able to get anywhere close to Golden Lake University.≈≈≈The sun was already sinking into the sky and when looked at, was nothing more than an orange flashlight that filled the sky by the time Francis and Professor Ericson got to the gates of Golden Lake.They didn't enter, though, as there was no need for that. The students they were out to save were in the woods.Francis looked at the gate longingly as they dro
In the space of five seconds, professor Ericson's wolf had evolved had taken over.His wolf was white furred and the hair that stood out of its muscular frame were long and curly and they swayed gracefully with every touch of the breeze.Francis stood with the fake orb still in his hands as his friend's wolf ran a few metres towards the mountain, raised its head up into the air and sniffed in.After a few sniffs, it ran in the opposite direction, towards the forest and took in the scents that lingered here and there.With the help of the skunk's fart that had been sprayed on the contestants, it was easy for a wolf to spot them out.Professor Ericson's human body surfaced once again."They didn't go up to the mountains. In fact, they barely took any steps in that direction after seeing this bogus orb.""So when it broke they just decided to go back to schoo
The whole place was completely calm. And dark. And the only feeling that could be felt was that of intense fear and bodies nudging one another for comfort.Harold opened his eyes wide and looked around. Yes, everywhere was dark. He couldn't see anything at all."Hello?!" he called out but his voice echoed for a few seconds and that was it.He looked around in utter confusion when his body touched another skin.It was most likely one of his companions but as he tried raising his hands to feel whoever it was, he realized that they were tied. And so were his legs, too, then a jolt of pain coursed through his entire body and with it was the memory of all that had happened.The sides of his face were aching badly like they were burnt and each toe felt a different degree of pain. With each toe from left to right, the pain increased greatly and by the time he got to the last toe on his right leg, it was al
The car swerved through a lot of trees with the skillful driver who happened to be Francis, holding on to the steering wheel with a frown on his face fostered by unwavering focus.A fat tree with extremely thick and long branches spread out by a few metres. It was at the very last minute that the illuminating headlight of the car caught it and for the umpteenth time that night, they managed to survive a collosal accident that'll leave them stranded in the forest."So you believe they were transported to the school?" Francis asked, trying to start up a conversation. The insides of the car was being too serious. Not that it really was any of their faults."I know so," professor Ericson replied just before he swallowed a large lump of saliva that caused the skin around his neck to twitch a little. "Haven't you ever really wondered how Martha was killed? It wasn't here in the forest.""My mental health couldn't carry al
The tall woman with blonde hair who was dressed in an all white gown slowly faced Harold and the others who were nestled close to him like baby birds to their mother and her dark, intimidating and cold eyes settled on him without wavering.The very moment Harold recognised who it was, he felt a large gulp of air got caught in his throat and for the next about give seconds, his heart failed to pump blood to the other parts of his body.His mouth instinctively opened but not a word came forth. He was spellbound.Trisha who noticed his strange expression kept switching from him to the woman then back at Harold whilst casting occasional glances at Dr. Peyton Giovanni for a clue as to what was going on.Dr. Peyton, though, only had a sick smile on his face which although meant that he understood what was going on, was making no effort in explaining it to the others.The others, too: Penelope, Wilkes and
“…Why are you doing this?” Harold asked with dry throats. He had hundreds of other questions which were even far more important but the one he asked was the first to slip out of his mouth. His lips who had minds of their own jittered for some seconds after came to a perfect hush.Sarah looked at Harold and smiled, making her cheekbones half a centimetre higher than normal. Her fore teeth showed a little and glowed with the light that shone from above like they were performing on a stage. “Other than the fact that it is important for your blood to be sacrificed for the continuity of Golden Lake, ending you will be ending a weak Alpha from taking charge of the pack.” Her voice was icy cold and with each syllable, like a Lance, her voice dug into Harold's heart.Better than what he had been told, he knew what she meant. If he, Harold was killed, her own child, Harold's stepbrother, will be the one to take over when he found his mate. She wanted Harold
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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