Tornado Eyes

Rem's Point of View

Earlier, I saw her give a smirk, and once I saw it, my thoughts informed me that I ought to be relieved knowing that the tornado would not reach us. I thought this because I knew it meant that the tornado would not get us. She was sitting and leaning on the window at the same time. The young lady sat there in seclusion, knees bent, sipping her coffee silently. You can tell she is looking out the window even though a gray hooded jacket is covering her eyes because of the way she is sitting. The only visible part of her skin is the white skin on her palm because the hoodie conceals every other aspect of her body.

I leave the common area and head to my room. I will obtain the card that we will use for the game. Because it was a gift from another person, I never left home without it. Someone significant to me whom I no longer see. I had to check my bag. It was in the back right-hand corner of the pack. I pull it from it and return to the main living area.

I said, "Okay, game. I've got it," and then I showed them the deck of cards.

I took a head count of both the participants and the cards. Before I sat down next to Jake, another class member, I quickly shuffled it. I arrange the playing cards so that they are centered.

I said with a grin, "Pick one, and don't let anyone see it."

This is a game that I frequently played in the past. The murder card is always dealt to me.

Flashback

One of my other pals called me out, saying, "Remlend, you are always cheating!"

"...even if we want you to wink at us, we won't let you fool us; you're handsome, but we won't fall for your trap," she adds while blushing. 

What she stated was met with laughter from the rest of my friends. We have a lot of fun. There are five females and five males in total. They spontaneously decided to bond while we were at a picnic, so all of us were there.

That was not what I intended. I'm trying to avoid flirting with women while playing this game. I find that funny because I don't know how to achieve that. The expression on her face when she frowns actually makes me laugh out loud. "What? I did not notice." I said. 

Celes crossed her arms and stated, "We already played five times, and you always picked the killer." 

"I didn't mean it. I'm just picking it out. You shuffled the cards and took them first." I explain.

Celeste Dejesus, the competitive one. We are the complete opposite of each other. She is grumpy, stagy, competitive, and introverted. She was grateful to me because she had many friends besides me, and I was the only one who could stand her attitude. There is no choice because we are neighbors.

Just kidding.

Since we were in high school, we have been best friends. She's like a sun that always brightens my day, gives me extra energy, and is someone I can't live without. She doesn't know that.

I made fun of her by saying, "Don't frown on your face. You look ugly. The next time we played, we would play a different game." 

She said this while rolling her eyes and saying, "Hey, we are here. You are not dating here, you know." It was told by one of my other buddies.

"You forget that we are here," they added. 

After exchanging glances, we both laughed at what our friend had said. I reached into the basket, grabbed the apple, and then used my T-shirt's tail to clean the fruit. After confirming that it was clean, I handed it over to Celeste. She got it and immediately began eating. She turned her gaze toward the sun that was starting to set.

We chose this place because of this, and it's like we're close to the sun when we're here. We can observe the entire sunset, and soon the sky will get dark.

"Aren't we going home yet?" she asked weakly while still looking at the sunset.

"It's still early," I answered shortly.

She turned to me, "It's getting late, Len," she said thoughtfully.

"You're still enjoying it," I replied with a smile.

She ignored what I said and just stood up suddenly. I followed her with my eyes until she got close to our other friends. They were far from our place because they were playing frisbee. Celes and my friends were talking about something, and I immediately knew it.

Darkness gradually covered the sky. I would like to stay longer, but I need to go home. There was nothing I could do but stand up and follow Celes.

"Come on, I've said goodbye to them. Put your jacket on." She commanded.

"Yes, ma'am." I raised my hand and saluted her.

Sadly, I can't look at the bright moon.

End of flashback.

I'm the final one who will choose a card to look at. They were each in possession of their own. I sincerely hope that it is not a murder card. As soon as I picked it up, I noticed that the font was a striking shade of red. It was common knowledge to me.

MURDERER!

Oh, get a grip. I don't want it, but I shouldn't confess that I want to avoid it. I keep a straight expression throughout the game.

Everyone who was playing stopped what we were doing and just stared. Nobody made a sound, and nobody moved in its direction. The only sound I can hear is the rustling of leaves and branches caused by the wind outside.

What should I start with?

Let's begin with the one that is directly in front of me. I only winked at him in private.

One down.

I didn't move an inch. I managed to get through this game by acting innocent. I went around killing the gamers covertly, one by one, and no one discovered my crime until now. My pals used to joke that I was a professional player.

One of the other girls yelled, "I accuse!" while pointing her index finger in my direction.

The guy beside him said, "I second the demotion."

I couldn't help but sneak a grin. It's my first time being captured, and I enjoy the experience. I did it slowly as I brought both hands to my shoulder.

"You are quite skilled in this game,"

I was curious and asked, "How many times did you play it?"

"Many times," she stated repeatedly.

"I surren-," I'm interrupted. 

"Attention, students! As you can hear and see, the tornado quickly disappeared, and we are now okay, but you will not be able to go home today." All students listened. 

The initial intuition I had that the tornado would eventually dissipate proved correct. I turned to face Samatha, but she was no longer in the same spot. I looked to see if she was still present in the room, but she was nowhere to be found.

"You may now get your gadgets to Mr. Deil. Update your families; you are okay," the advisor added.

"Yes!" The students cannot hide their excitement. It's almost been a week since the last time they touched it.

We were about to leave and see Mr. Deil, but we saw him enter the room holding a large box of what I thought were our gadgets.

"Line up, kids," he said.

The students started to form a line and followed them too. Mister gives them quickly, so I am right in front of him.

"Name?" He asked.

I replied, "Remlend Millsickering." 

He looked around for a while and discovered mine at the other end. He took it and handed it to me. He placed a slight smile on his face. "Thank you," he said. 

He is probably grateful for what I did to entertain the students, but I did it because that's what I always do. What was done was not new to me.

"You are welcome, but you don't need to thank me, Mister. " I shyly said. I scratch the back of my ear. I bowed before I left. 

I walked to the room. I even passed another student who was talking on his phone. I stopped walking when I reached the door. I opened it and went inside. Quietly closed it and approached the bed, then sat down.

I opened my cell phone to see if there was any battery left. I waited a while before the battery percentage appeared.

2% battery percentage. It's low-bat too. I put the cell phone on the bed, took the bag, and looked for the charger. I saw it in the pocket. I grabbed it and charged the cell phone first. 

I was planning to say hello to Celes, but later. I went to bed first. Staring at the gray ceiling.

Gray, I remembered the eyes I saw earlier. Strange and authentic.

A tornado eyes.