The seniors led us to our first class period. They said we'll meet our homeroom teacher there.
No one talked about what happened on the way. Neither what happened in the last few days.
This troubled my mind. I felt anxious just by imagining what will happen next.
But this is just the start of my academic journey. The tip of the iceberg.
Our first-class period will take place in the Damien building. A building composed of two floors with five classrooms on each floor. But there is something that made it stand out from the first buildings I saw.
The color, and the decorations there.
It is a yellow-painted building, freshly painted. Trees around it were alive and it even sprouts magnificent flowers.
We entered the hallway of the Damien building.
The floor is maroon and plants are standing next to the foundations of the buildings. It is very welcoming, and a good environ
Two weeks passed after that day.I remember myself staring at a piece of paper, my head busy trying to think.It was the night before the exam, where the teachers will give us a formative test and an early summative test.Stress and anxiety built up in my mind as I think of a way to escape. I had managed to survive the last discipline exam which happened three days ago. I had noticed the teachers getting serious about punishing us. But none had died among us. something terrible is gonna happen to the exam happening tomorrow.I was a coward. I had many chances on escaping, but fear of regretting it stops my way.I clenched my fist tight while a dipping pen is in my hand. I breathe in and then started to write."Hic malum meum vadit;" I said as I write. I stopped when the pen ran out of ink. I reached for an inkpot near me, the lid has a metal monkey as a design. I bent from my seat just to reach the inkpot. I groaned when so
The nurse left the door slightly open. I leaned at the door and peeked at the gap. I saw the nurse walk away, pushing the wheelbarrow. "Follow her." It says, sitting in a crossed leg position. "Why would I?" I whispered. "You should." It hits my left cheek with its staff. "Just follow me." "Oh, All right," Lily says. I watched the nurse disappear in the shadows. It's impossible to walk around and not bump into something. And also, we only have a limited amount of light. This hallway is one of the other hallways that meet the concourse. Compared to others, this hallway is the least favorable when it comes to nightwalkers. Days ago, I met a girl who is a nightwalker, talked about how narrow this hallway was. I can't relate to her since I have never seen myself wandering around while asleep. But here I am, wandering with a monkey on my left shoulder. I have to think quickly. In one of my lessons in Homeroom Guidance when I was in sixth grade, we were advised to think wisel
I stared at the notes I wrote last night. I can't understand anything about it. It's a bad idea to write notes in Latin. I facepalmed as the notes drop on the floor. Reviewing was a bad thing. I did not even stock any knowledge, what should I do!? Incredibly stressful. What's even worse? This school is not ordinary, this is hell. It was worse than I imagined when I was in elementary. Or, high school is really like this. I removed my palms from my face and spread out my skirt. I stretched out the wrinkles in my black uniform. It has bold red highlights, and the tie was half black and half checkered. At the end of my sleeves were puffs with buttons. I brushed my black hair. I can't believe it won't be ironed straight. I will look messy in the exams. Well, whatever. They don't have rules about looking neat anyway. The uniforms are as beautiful as what you expect from a prestigious school. I stand up from a stall and walk
Later that day.It’s four o’clock in the afternoon.It’s time. Earlier in the morning, when we finally got out of the room, James invited the entire class to study. He reasoned it was a preparation for the next test.But that was not the reason.It was something else.Footsteps echoed through the walls and murmurs are filling the air with disturbing noises. I knew it was afternoon, but the fact that no light can be seen reflecting on the windows is suspicious. It is maybe caused by the weather or some phenomenon. Whatever it is, I must not risk my life trying to know.I walked over a red carpet leading to the main hall.I stopped near a foundation and looked around. Scholars scattered around the hall, creating noises from chatting and even running around. Smith isn’
Inside the classroom of the scholars, Tobiah and Lily sat facing each other discussing something. It is the day after the group study.The sun slowly shifts as the two watches the light disappear and dusk was here."I guess so," Tobiah explained. "You are that kind of person that does not like to lurk around this school."I stared at his face. He was right, I don't like to explore since I knew that danger can be everywhere. Just earlier, I asked if I should accept Theodore's consent, to help him explore the forest to find that girl, the girl that appeared with the doll I have now."He needs me," I sighed. "But my other side does not think that brightly."Tobiah goes closer to me, and then gave me a look of concern. He smiled slightly, "You can kill anytime, can you?"I sighed once more. I lowered my gaze."No, I only did that one time because I want to survive, that's it."Tobiah reaches for something
It was a Tuesday morning, and Lily is pretty late for her Homeroom Class. She feared that Mr Byrne might be raging right now, like what he reacted to the group of Megaera, to which Tommy belonged. Until now, the third week of their stay, they were not yet found.Theodore guessed they died, like what he always says when someone suddenly disappears.No one knew if his guess was right neither wrong. Because no one wanted to find out.She was running a few steps to the room, raising the speed of her pace. She clung the bag with her, containing a piece of paper and the doll. She spent the night making sketches for the so-called “plan” that they hope will work.She was about to take a step inside when her instincts paused her. She can hear Mr Byrne screaming.She peeked on the glass window shaped like a small circle in the centre of the door. Mr Byrne has his mouth wide open while his hands are preparing to turn over the desk before him. The
A crow squawked while soaring in the sky. Clouds covered the about to rise moon on a chilly evening. The wind swooshed and the crow had fled to a soul monster’s shoulder. Along with him, are the ghosts of the past students in this school. They are enjoying the game they were playing, hide and seek. The crow bent his head to see a female sophomore ghost pull a trapped ghost kid out of a small hole that goes inside the monster. The girl noticed the crow, and then crawled to it. Her eyes were completely black, shaped like a circle. The crow flinched when it noticed a fat black worm visible inside her. It flew into her stomach just before she could reach it. The crow pecked at her stomach. No matter how hard it peck, it just goes through her. The worm cannot be reached with its short beak. The crow squawked angrily as it flies away from the soul monster. Jesse pressed the binoculars at her eyes as she saw a crow soar at the scene she was looking at. Cleme
Theodore looks at him because of confusion. He can't say anything. Tobiah was out of his mind. The only thing I heard soon after, Was Jesse screaming out of her lungs while trying to get him back to the version we thought will never disappear. Everyone was fighting him, while he shut his mouth looking down while clenching his fists. I did not react to any he said. I just stood still there, next to the president, who is losing their patience with everyone. But I wondered, where was that kid, named Jacob? No one in here announced that he lost. Or maybe he was kicked out. Kicked out. I placed a hand at my face and started rubbing. It’s too early to quarrel for this kind of day. I sighed tiredly. First, I was never fond of arguments. Neither I could win nor lose any of them. Just imagine how well this starts with a simple warning into a war. I was always quiet, uncurious and calm. I could feel in my veins how irritated I was.
Sophie walked backwards. Jesse heard her footsteps."Where are you going?" She asks.James left them standing there in the middle of the dark. They've been there for minutes, and Sophie's arm numbs as the wind grew colder."How?-" Jesse felt the unusual cold in her arm. She can feel on her feet that this place is underground. Pebbles and twigs were under her shoe. And there is no light around here, so there is no hole nearby."Sophie!" she screams, holding her arm with another arm.Before Sophie could reply, she tripped. A loud thwack on the ground startled Jesse and made her turn around. Sophie groans and pats her butt. She tells Jesse, "We should get going." Sophie turns her head trying to determine where she is. "Where are you?" "At your back," Jesse replies then suddenly grabs her arm. “Here,” Jesse pulls her hand.Sophie rubs her butt and looks around the path. In front of her is great darkness, no light can be seen. She then looks up.“There must be a tree somewhere above us.
Jesse, James, and Sophie were sitting on the floor. "Isn't that painting, a bit suspicious?" Theodore says as he points toward a painting on the other side of the room. "This is too easy." Clement walks to the painting, taps the edges of it, and then takes it off the wall. A hole stood there. The three squinted their eyes. "What's that supposed to be?" Asks Theo, turning to Lily. "I don't know. " She replies, glancing at him. "AHA!" Clement shouted suddenly. He dropped the painting to the ground and went to the door. He pulled a key looking piece of metal from the door's hinges."Is there a keyhole inside the hole?" Lily walks closely. Theodore followed. Clement glances and nods. He stabbed the metal into the hole, made a twisting motion with his hands and pulled the metal out. Their mouths had widen as the "wall" flips open. A huge passageway connects to the room, with a single torch hanging on the turning point of the passage. Jesse placed her hand on the ground when suddenl
She snitched a glance at the figure. It stood still there; the wind making its hair strands fly. She immediately closed her eyes and focused on the path.Seniors…. She thought they were the headmaster’s soldiers…. But they weren’t.What makes this senior warn her? Is it she knew everything or served as an obstacle? If that is so, her disguise won’t work.I raised my feet even higher to increase my pace. Pebbles flew as I run over them. My gaze darkened, my lip locked. Something is going to happen, and it will come soon.I slowed when I saw the group. My run turned into a walk, my arms swinging at my side. Everyone was quiet, walking with spaces against each other.The wind blows at the group isolated with a line of trees. The skies were misty, and you can feel a slight shiver down your spine. My feet stopped when I raised my head. Clouds break up and a ray of sunlight came in.I turned my attention to the grou
Hours earlier Meanwhile, in an unknown location, “Shut your mouth, Anthony,” Dolores split a metal stick into two as her eyes locked at Anthony. Anthony mumbles words while they covered his mouth with an oblong mask that only covers his lips. It has rubber straps that elongated from the mask to his head and under his ears. He still cannot accept that Dolores did this to him. He trusted her. His mouth ran dry as his sweat stopped sliding from his forehead. He can feel his flesh shiver as Dolores touched a button with a red gleaming colour. His eyes had run white when the air got intense, like there was a tornado circling around him. It’s cold. His staff uniform was turned apart, and there was a large hole near his private part. His little one would affect the heat running inside his body. He’ll die with his private frozen. It was a bad idea to trust that man. He firmly closed his eyes as he recalls the time he met the man, the m
Theodore looks at him because of confusion. He can't say anything. Tobiah was out of his mind. The only thing I heard soon after, Was Jesse screaming out of her lungs while trying to get him back to the version we thought will never disappear. Everyone was fighting him, while he shut his mouth looking down while clenching his fists. I did not react to any he said. I just stood still there, next to the president, who is losing their patience with everyone. But I wondered, where was that kid, named Jacob? No one in here announced that he lost. Or maybe he was kicked out. Kicked out. I placed a hand at my face and started rubbing. It’s too early to quarrel for this kind of day. I sighed tiredly. First, I was never fond of arguments. Neither I could win nor lose any of them. Just imagine how well this starts with a simple warning into a war. I was always quiet, uncurious and calm. I could feel in my veins how irritated I was.
A crow squawked while soaring in the sky. Clouds covered the about to rise moon on a chilly evening. The wind swooshed and the crow had fled to a soul monster’s shoulder. Along with him, are the ghosts of the past students in this school. They are enjoying the game they were playing, hide and seek. The crow bent his head to see a female sophomore ghost pull a trapped ghost kid out of a small hole that goes inside the monster. The girl noticed the crow, and then crawled to it. Her eyes were completely black, shaped like a circle. The crow flinched when it noticed a fat black worm visible inside her. It flew into her stomach just before she could reach it. The crow pecked at her stomach. No matter how hard it peck, it just goes through her. The worm cannot be reached with its short beak. The crow squawked angrily as it flies away from the soul monster. Jesse pressed the binoculars at her eyes as she saw a crow soar at the scene she was looking at. Cleme
It was a Tuesday morning, and Lily is pretty late for her Homeroom Class. She feared that Mr Byrne might be raging right now, like what he reacted to the group of Megaera, to which Tommy belonged. Until now, the third week of their stay, they were not yet found.Theodore guessed they died, like what he always says when someone suddenly disappears.No one knew if his guess was right neither wrong. Because no one wanted to find out.She was running a few steps to the room, raising the speed of her pace. She clung the bag with her, containing a piece of paper and the doll. She spent the night making sketches for the so-called “plan” that they hope will work.She was about to take a step inside when her instincts paused her. She can hear Mr Byrne screaming.She peeked on the glass window shaped like a small circle in the centre of the door. Mr Byrne has his mouth wide open while his hands are preparing to turn over the desk before him. The
Inside the classroom of the scholars, Tobiah and Lily sat facing each other discussing something. It is the day after the group study.The sun slowly shifts as the two watches the light disappear and dusk was here."I guess so," Tobiah explained. "You are that kind of person that does not like to lurk around this school."I stared at his face. He was right, I don't like to explore since I knew that danger can be everywhere. Just earlier, I asked if I should accept Theodore's consent, to help him explore the forest to find that girl, the girl that appeared with the doll I have now."He needs me," I sighed. "But my other side does not think that brightly."Tobiah goes closer to me, and then gave me a look of concern. He smiled slightly, "You can kill anytime, can you?"I sighed once more. I lowered my gaze."No, I only did that one time because I want to survive, that's it."Tobiah reaches for something
Later that day.It’s four o’clock in the afternoon.It’s time. Earlier in the morning, when we finally got out of the room, James invited the entire class to study. He reasoned it was a preparation for the next test.But that was not the reason.It was something else.Footsteps echoed through the walls and murmurs are filling the air with disturbing noises. I knew it was afternoon, but the fact that no light can be seen reflecting on the windows is suspicious. It is maybe caused by the weather or some phenomenon. Whatever it is, I must not risk my life trying to know.I walked over a red carpet leading to the main hall.I stopped near a foundation and looked around. Scholars scattered around the hall, creating noises from chatting and even running around. Smith isn’