SSHS 129 Sure she wished to be included in those adrenaline rushed situations. Sure, she wished to feel like someone who has a job and is doing the job perfectly. Sure, she wanted to feel like a spy like she used to before enrolling in the La Florence Academy; but not like this, not in this situation where she needs to make a decision that involves a lot of people in one go. She needs to cater to all of them, she needs to be able to satisfy all of them; and given the current moment or situation, it is a challenge too big for a teenager. ‘In fact, I’m not doing my job as a spy, but at least I’m doing my job as the Student Council Vice President.’ Hestia thought to herself as she and the Club Presidents were roaming the hallways of the building, keeping the students in check. Every building that lacks the guidance of an elder or any teacher was in a complete chaos. The building that Hestia and Albert was in were one of those. As the whiteout continued— even though the restlessnes
SSHS 130 It was already deep into the night, quarter to eleven in the evening and most of the students settled into their jackets and found a place they were comfortable to sleep in. The others decided to stay a little bit more into the late night to tell scary stories, play some board games or card games even and there are those who are getting into the deep conversation as the night goes deeper with them. The other Club Presidents also settled in for the night, they were determined that the whiteout would last until tomorrow and they did advise the others to sleep and conserve their energy. “Well then, Hestia, and you guys. We’re going to sleep now, wake us up if something happens or if you need help.” the Gaming Club President said as he and other Club Presidents followed him to their clubrooms, ready to retire for the night. Hestia, Albert and the other Club Presidents who stayed with Hestia bid them farewell, and then they took a seat inside the Photography Club. Some of them
SSHS 131 Hestia and Albert, with the other Club Presidents who are still awake, then proceeded to check and reassure the students with regards to the flickering lights. While she and her spy partner then went to the basement to check on the breakers and to also check the entrances to the building. “The flickering of the lights might be caused by the snow storm outside.” one of the Club Presidents who are with the two of them reasoned out, trying his best to not panic and think of the worst case scenario. “Yes, that reason has the highest possibility to be true, but for safety, we better check.” Hestia said as he went to the main entrance of the building and checked if it was locked. It was locked. The backside entrance is also locked according to Albert. The doors were locked once the blizzard started, and any snow that could have gotten inside might have melted or was swept away by some students. ‘Then why are there fresh snows inside? The door handle also has some snow on them.’
SSHS 132 It was a popular phrase: “The calm before the storm”. It usually means that something fine, fun or something generally positive happens before a disaster strikes. The disaster, whether it be a natural one, mad- made or something out of the chance, it always brings the biggest of the catastrophe to that person’s life, or their lives. Nonetheless, the situation always turns out into something like this: fun time then into a major fuckery. Such as the situation right now. Once they had lifted the blankets, Hestia was ready to spray some of those stinging chemicals to one of their eyes, Albert was ready to stab the other with his taser pen. They were quick, and silent that the two rookie undercover spies were put in a difficult situation. The two intruders were already awake and were already aware of their plan to ambush them, therefore, the two intruders dressed in winter clothes with their faces hidden— had knives pointed to the students that surrounded them. They took the
SSHS 133 With hurried steps and a loud voice, Hestia and Albert ascended the stairs and began waking up the students sleeping in them. “Wake up! Get up now! Go to the third floor! Now!” Hestia commanded them as she barked her orders. “Hurry!” she added as she ascended to the floors and went to the doors. She immediately locked the staircase doors linking to the first floor where the bad guys are. “What is happening? What’s all this commotion?” said one of the newly awakened students. But she did not receive any reply nor an answer, instead, she was grabbed by Hestia and made her stand, then pushed upwards. “To the third floor, now!” Hestia barked at her and she couldn't do anything but follow what Hestia said. The students from the first floor awakened the students sleeping at the second floor staircase. They all asked questions but were only told to head straight to the third floor. “Know the reason why?” asked one. “I dunno really.” replied one. Then all of a sudden, a burst
SSHS 134 Chaos ensued on the third floor as the students stampede between classrooms and hallways, rapidly turning into the corners and finding a classroom that they can hide about. The Club Presidents were trying their best to calm the situation down even if they are too, panicking inside. The stampede was greatly shaking the third floor, and even in the elevator, it was being felt. Shouts were echoing even to the second floor but not loud enough to be heard to the other buildings as their panic and shoutes were being masked by the snow storm outside. Truly, this is the storm after that ca SSHS 134 Chaos ensued on the third floor as the students stampede between classrooms and hallways, rapidly turning into the corners and finding a classroom that they can hide about. The Club Presidents were trying their best to calm the situation down even if they are too, panicking inside. The stampede was greatly shaking the third floor, and even in the elevator, it was being felt. Shouts wer
SSHS 135 The phone rang for a long time before stopping at the third call. Although the sound was muffled, the students on the other side of the door could still clearly hear it, and the ringtone was very familiar to Hestia and Albert. The pounding at the door continued once the ringing of the phone stopped. “Open up! Open this door!” one of the men on the other side of the door demanded. They pounded at the door again and again but thanks to the desks and bookshelves, the door won’t move for the benefit of the bad guys. For a short while, the pounding stopped again, but it was replaced by the bangs of the gun. It was four consecutive shots and it made those in the hallways jump in surprise, some even emitted a shout of surprise and yet they were able to calm themselves and reposition in the attack position. But Hestia advised them to stick to the wall for safety. “Everyone, stick to the wall. They have a gun and each bullet has the possibility to pass through the door and barricad
SSHS 136 With only a couple of Club Presidents remaining at the third floor, including Hestia, they all thought of a way to bring the still unconscious Aaron down to the garbage chute and to the safety of everyone. The President of the Photography Club, the President of the Karate Club and Hestia all went to the room that Aaron was put in, and the President of the Karate Club— Jikie, was on the phone with one of the teachers down the building, also trying to think of a way to get the athlete down safely. The voices on the other side of the staircase door was a bit muffled but it is still evident that the criminals were still having an argument with Dean Malcolm. With that, the two Club Presidents, Hestia and the teacher took this chance to quickly devise a plan to bring Aaron to safety. “According to Albert, the blood loss of Aaron was not that severe so there is a little possibility that he is asleep right now due to blood loss.” the teacher said from the other side of the screen.