Prose

5:53
            Rainy
outside, chilly, I can see the streetlights reflected off the soaking asphalt,
it should be snowing. I get fed up with the radio, so much interference with
the thunder and such. It should be snowing, it’s almost as though it were just
lingering, waiting for the right moment.
            I
slide in my original Black Sabbath CD,
the first track “Black Sabbath” begins to play; I lean back as I gaze into
endless traffic. I loose myself to the music, thinking True words to live by,
to die for.
            A
faint ring begins to pulse through the air; I am startled as I soon enough
sense a terrible vibration on my leg. I soon realize it is my cell, and I
answer. “Hello?” I then wait for a reply… “Michael, its Gabe, where are you
man, this class is starting… are you even showing up, or ya just going to take
suspension like a man?” I sighed, remembering the after school one day course I
have to take due to “poor behaviour” what a joke. Recently the school board
decided that they could correct
students by forcing them to learn about how to behave, and on the flipside
dishing out suspensions as cheaply as a toy assembly line to any who refuse.
            “Funny
I’m stuck in mad traffic here, and I doubt I will be able to make it on time.”
I sighed, he responded “that’s bogus man, its going to be so lame here without
you, I don’t know how I’m going to survive” I heard him let out a huge gasp of
air and he then said “Ok well I have to get to class now, good luck with the
weather” he then hung up without awaiting a response.
***
5:58
Can’t believe
I am wasting an entire Saturday for this dumb course, who was teaching it
again? Mr. Bennett? Yes that was it, I hate
him, and he was the one who refused to bump up my mark to an acceptable level. Not to mention I have
been booked on just about every rule that no other teacher gives a damn about.
This is the type of man who just lurks the halls midway through class, looking
for things to rag on students about “hey you throw that damn food out, or ill
come over there and smack you!” “Hey kid, tuck in your goddamn shirt or
detention after school!” “Wake up! Take your bag and get the hell out of my
class! If I find you sleeping again tomorrow ill have you out of this course
before you can say ‘fifty percent!’” Yes this is the madman I am dealing with; I
don’t think we can last in the same room a whole night…
***
6:15
            It
should be snowing… the weather forecast called for snow, and there is no snow,
instead we get horrible rain and thunder. The traffic is not moving, nothing is
happening why wont those cars move! Just relax; I covered my eyes as lightning
split the sky. Looks like I am riding right into the storm, then again the
storm would have passed long before I cover any ground in this God forsaken
traffic.
            I
then decided I would call up Gabe, see if his horrible behaviour is being,
cured or shall I say corrected. I
picked up the phone and dialled 637-736-6437, Gabe’s cell phone; I never forget
this number after numerous times of calling him. Waiting, funny; the thoughts
that go through your mind as you await someone to pick up the phone, no idea
what is on the other end…then again you think you do, but you never really know
who is on the other line until they pick up.
            “Hello?”
“Hey Gabe, what’s going on over at detention central?” it was good to hear his
voice, perhaps take my mind of this horrible traffic; it has to be the worst thing that has happened to anyone tonight. “Hey Mike it’s just a boring
lecture fest Mr. Bennett is here supervising, its pretty lame… I could die of
boredom right now, he isn’t even yelling at us, which is usually funny to laugh
at.” No matter how bad it is there, nothing is worse than sitting in traffic,
rain pouring everywhere and all you can do is sit like a moron. “That doesn’t
sound too fun man” I broke out in laugher, “why don’t you just try and piss him
off, see if something happens?” I heard him chuckle devilishly into the phone
as he stuttered off to say “perhaps I can shake things up a little in here.”
***
The new students code
of conduct, and consequence page 3
“All students who are caught
misbehaving, on first offence must be sent to a weekly disciplinary seminar, in
order clearly outline the type of behaviour that is expected, and to teach
discipline”
***
6:32
About a half
hour had passed, and traffic still had not let up an inch, my back started to
ache from sitting so long. Rain hitting against the windshield like stones, as
lightning lit the sky, I must admit it was making me rather anxious. I was
suddenly relieved by my phone’s vibration, I almost jumped.
            “Hello!
Hello?” I waited impatiently, begging for it not to be a prank call; I needed someone to talk to. The rain
pounded harder, I felt a chill, the silence was killing me; I wanted someone to answer. “Michael, you have to come
now, get me out of here everyone is going insane over here!” I sensed
desperation in his tone, my mind raced, what could have happened, it’s not like
someone died no, maybe the teacher is
just bitching at everyone, yeah that’s probably it. But I somehow I knew what
it was before he spoke “Michael the teacher is dead! He has been stabbed, blood
all over the floor… Mike please get me out of here!” I heard him crying on the
other side of the phone. “We have no idea who did it or why, we just got back
from break and he was sitting there bleeding!” I noticed the temperature
dropping quite rapidly, the thought of the teacher bleeding all over the floor
sent chills down my back.
            “Michael
please say something!” he was really loosing his cool “Gabe, tell me you aren’t
lying, I don’t think I believe u.” He was still sobbing; I knew he was telling
the truth, I just wasn’t sure I wanted to believe it. “Yes! Its true man, why
the hell would I joke about shit like this?!” I paused a moment as I considered
something… what if it was Gabe who killed the teacher? He said he would shake things up, but some part of me
said that this was not true…I did not believe it of course.
            My
mind was a blur and I suddenly blurted out “You killed Mr. Bennett didn’t you?”
after saying this I heard him gasp over the phone, then a long silent pause, I
heard a deep breath, and then he began to reply in a more calm tone. “Ok, I can
understand that you believe it was me, but it wasn’t I swear it could not have
been me!”
            He
then explained there were seven other students present, and began describing
them with: names social status, and possible motivation. I took notes upon this
diligently; I had intended to solve
this mystery myself, perhaps it would entertain me over this horrible traffic.
Before we hung up I asked of him to collect phone numbers of all seven of these
students, as so I might speak to each individual and perhaps get any hints to
who the villain of this gruesome deed might be.
***
6:55
            I
have done it, Bennett is dead, and better yet, I had not even gotten my hands dirty, I am very clever
aren’t I? Wait a minute… what is that guy Gabe doing? He seems suspicious
talking to that scary guy… he never talks to him, something must be up, I better
check it out…
***
7:00
            I
set the list of names aside for a minute; the traffic is at a complete halt,
exhaust pouring out of cars like dry ice at a school dance. I then saw a sight;
one snowflake hit the windshield, and then melted into water like butter in a
frying pan. It then registered its
snowing! I was shocked, but then again they said there would be snow, I’m
not sure why I had been hoping for snow, and by the looks of the weather I
would not find out. The darkness of the night soon transformed into a chaotic
white sheet. It sent more chills down my spine.
            I
then received a call from Gabe he managed to score down two numbers for me, Sam
and Ivan. Sam’s number was 4-264-666-2368, and Ivan’s was 728-263-4348, I then
looked over at the notes I took and began to look over Sam and Ivan’s info…
***
7:05
            It
appears that Gabe is taking phone numbers I don’t like this. He had asked me
for mine just after speaking to that really strange
kid. I reluctantly gave it up to him, reasoning that if I hadn’t I would become
prime suspect which of course is obviously much worse than giving up a phone
number…
***
From list of suspects
Sam Red
Social status: A rather scary
person to be around, the school’s biggest drug dealer (perhaps this is the
reason of the extension on his cell number?) and gangbanger, he is feared among
students and teacher’s alike. Is known to relentlessly bully Ivan for no
apparent reason other than the ill minded pleasure it provides. (I do remember
one time Sam filled Ivan’s locker with smoke bombs and fake paper joints, a lot
of people found it funny, actually the look on Ivan’s face was priceless, he
stood there in complete shock as though found himself in another dimension, as
we all laughed at him, we gave him the nickname “pothead”, although I feel kind
of bad now)
Possible motivation: he is one to always carry around a knife, in
fact he has his very own silver switch blade, with a textured red handle, with
his initials engraved S.R. a wonderful blade, yet horrible when you think of
the people he must have stabbed on the streets, and quite possibly Mr. Bennett.
In fact Sam and Mr. Bennett have a bit of a history together, from detentions,
to suspensions, and even cold humour running off both ends, it is quite likely
that Sam is guilty.
***
 
 
 
7:01
            Everyone
is in shock, I had tried to escape myself, I am so scared, but all of the doors
are frozen shut because of all that frozen rain water, everyone is in shock. Gabe
is asking for phone numbers… what’s the point? we are all here; why not talk to
us in person, maybe he is in so much shock he can only talk to people through
the phone. He asked for my number, I
gave it to him, I wanted to get away from the shady guy…I really don’t like the way the insane girl is looking at
us, we are all in shock, and that insane girl keeps giving all of these strange
looks, I don’t like the way she is looking at me… but you know who I haven’t
seen, that really insane girl, she is
freaking us all out, we are all in shock, and she just keeps freaking us out.
All she keeps going on and on about; is how Satan is among us, but we are all in
shock and now Satan is here; I wonder is he is in shock too…
***
7:15
            I
picked up my phone and called up Sam, tapping on the steering wheel, as waiting
for him to pick up. “Yo” Sam grunted into the phone, “Sam this is Mike, I would
like to ask you a few questions.” He paused “why the hell would I want to
answer to you asshole?!” “Sam I am just trying to figure out who has killed the
teacher at your school, if you could plea-“ he cut me off “Forget it meat-head
I aint telling you nothing, so back off you-” I heard a clunking sound and then
the line went dead, I figured he had thrown the phone out of anger before he
even finished speaking.
            I
decided that I would have a look at Ivan’s profile and call him up…
***
7:00
            This
is so NOT fair, like, who did this, if I found that guy who killed Bennett, I
would…I would just have to call my boyfriend on him, it is just a total drag,
and now the doors are frozen shut, and it is cold outside. I didn’t even bring
my warm jacket, this is just about the worst
day of my life… hey why don’t I call the police! Gosh aren’t I just a little
genius, ok 9-1-1… hmmm what the hell is going on, I got some stupid telephone
lady, all the police are busy!
***
Ivan Grey
Social status: a very odd
character, the school scapegoat, everyone in every grade knows who he is, and
is ripped on by every single student he passes by, especially Sam. He tends to
be very quiet, and antisocial, he does group assignments on his own, eats lunch
in the washroom, and goes to first period before classes even begin. He has to
be the largest outcast of high school history.
Possible motivation: A kid like this, can I suppose go over the
edge at any time, and why not now, murder seems to be a very likely thing for
him to resort to. It has happened before and why not again, for all we know he
might go off killing everyone else as well including himself…
***
7:20
            We
were in side of the, the… G-Gymnasium, everyone is freaking out, we are all in
shock here. Me th-the smart looking kid, and that uhh that pretty looking girl,
we argued over who killed Bennett, I think it was everyone… these people are
all shook up. Not me… I’m feeling crisp, but these people are all panicking,
they might all try to kill me as well… this is scary, I just want to leave the
school, but the doors are frozen they are all frozen all icy cold frozen…
            Then
out of sheer panic, we went back to the class to look for clues, why do they
want clues? Wha-what is that? Why do these crazy people think they can solve a
mystery, they are way too shocked they can’t think straight. We walked closer
and closer to the classroom, I heard a strange ringing, and I peered around the
corner… OH GOD!
***
7:18
            As
I picked up my phone to call Ivan, I was struck by a loud siren noise, I looked
up and saw police cars bolt down the left side of the highway, it was an
endless line of blue and red blurring light, and something must be happening up
ahead, this must be the reason for all the traffic. I then resumed dialling his
number and waiting for pickup.
            I
then got an answering machine, odd; perhaps he did not have his cell with him.
***
7:16
            Standing
alone in the hall, what are the others thinking…? I must make sure they are not
onto me, I feel my heart pounding, and then I start to hear it… I freeze in my
spot, I hear the beating stop, and I then realize they are foot steps. I am
being followed, I begin to turn slowly, but I feel arms cling around my neck,
as I topple to the ground, as I hear a woman’s shriek just behind my ear, and
warm breath on my neck…
***
7:20
            I
sat staring into traffic once again, I wonder what is going on with the police,
did someone die? Perhaps there is a large collision but I have no way of
knowing at this point. I decide to call up Gabe again, see what is happening on
his end; suddenly the phone vibrates in my hand, chills are sent down my back,
the same ones you feel when you find out your best friend has died.
            I
picked up and it was Gabe. He told me some unpleasant news, Ivan was dead… no
wonder he had not picked up, and this scared me, because now it seems
everyone’s may very well be in danger. Even worse Gabe told me how all the
doors are frozen solid, nobody can get in or out, and they cannot get a hold of
the police either, they all seem to be stuck at some traffic incident. Of course!
They are all right here!
            He
also gave me two more numbers he said he first talked to Jason Green and got
his number 742-394-7223 and then spoke to Connor Black whose cell was
442-497-2826.
***
7:21
            We
found that odd kid lying there, dead, hand on some red handled blade entering
straight into his heart, although other wounds were found, one on his backside,
and another in his gut, his pants had bloodstains on them.
***
7:10
            Dear,
Lord I call upon you in such a desperate hour, in which I believe the devil
himself is among us poor sinners,-these washrooms are disgusting- I beg of your
endless kindness to save my soul, and only mine from this demon… All those
other unworthy sinners deserve to be punished… just don’t let I your humble
follower, suffer under the hands of Satan… am I crying? N-no I must be strong,
I-I can’t let those filthy sinners bring me down… they all call me insane but they will see… I will wipe my
tears; I will stand up, and do what is needed to be done…God’s will…Amen
***
7:22
            The
snow fall became almost blinding, my windshield wipers swaying frantically to
rid the snow, only for it to stack up twice as heavy the next time. Sigh. As I
peered into the traffic I could almost spot the area where police are working.
I was then startled by blaring sirens of ambulances, two, or three of them at
least… it must be very serious down there.
            I
then decided to have a glance at the profiles of Connor Black, and Jason Green…
***
7:22
            I
turn towards the body of the odd kid once more, to examine him more closely, - the
other two stood in shock behind me - the dead kid was in horrible shape, blood spewing
from his lips, hands stained in blood, then I noticed something peculiar, blood
stains on his pants, resembling the shape of hands. But they could not have
been the murderers’ hands; rather it appears as though he were tying to clean
his hands…clean them of blood.
            I
begin to glance up at the other two; they just stared at me in shock and awe,
clearly they have no idea what is happening. I then returned to the body and I
begin to wonder; what if he was the killer of Bennett? But I then noticed some
blood stains on the floor beginning at the front of the teacher’s desk near the
door of the room and ending at his feet. Very curious…
***
Connor Black
Social Status: a very shady
guy, nobody ever really talks to him, he is rarely seen at school, but if he
is, it is usually in washrooms, or outside by the Porto
pack. He doesn’t do drugs, and never attends school masses. Well ever since
this one mass he tried to steal the host, by just putting in right into his
pocket and running out of the gymnasium. Some rumours state that he practices
in various occultist religions.
Possible motives: there is not much reason for him to go off
killing a teacher, he is overall a very unmotivated person, although we are not
even certain of that, in all honesty nobody really knows anything about this
guy, and so all motives would be un-evident to us, yet he is still worthy of
suspicion based solely on our lack of knowledge.
 
Jason Green
Social Status: a very strange
character, he speaks out randomly in class, most people don’t understand what
he is talking about, most would say he is affected by some sort of mental
disorder. His group varies from the worst of the bunch, to some of the better
respected students; he doesn’t have any real friends, but is more or less liked
by everyone.
Possible Motives: even
though he does tend to get along with most, he finds himself on every teacher’s
hate list and them on his. Especially Mr. Bennett who on numerous accounts has
had him suspended for deeds varying from skipping, to writing ‘Bennett blows’
on the chalkboard. Although this is really no reason to kill someone, his
possibility for mental disorder, makes him a potential murderer
***
7:25
            More
action seemed to be building up; up ahead, then all I saw was fire exploding
from the scene, as a car rocketed into the sky, and then slamming into the cold
pavement. Screams erupted from the scene as people weaved between cars covering
their heads. I sat up abruptly, out of fear, not knowing what to do. Cars
behind me began to pull back and drive away. Everyone was terrified, I decided
to leave as well, not knowing where I was going, all I knew I had to get away.
            My
mind was completely distracted from the crisis at school; I switched on the
radio, in search of any information on what just happened…
***
7:28
            Like
ok, this room is starting to smell, I am leaving right now, this disgusting
dead body is totally rotting, why wont that smart looking guy just throw it out
and be done. I’m going out into the hallway to get some air… wait what are
those two doing in the hall… Hey! What are you guys doing? Why are you kicking
him? Hey get away from me! Don’t touch me you dike! She keeps chasing me… Help!
Help!
***
7:30
            What
is his problem is he crazy? He just stares at that body like its going to talk
to him…maybe it will talk to me too! Wait what is that sound, I hear someone
yelling for help, OH MY GOD they body is asking for help, I jumped up and shook
the smart kid “hey the body is talking to me! Do you hear it?” he looked at me
with a very thoughtful expression, then just completely ignored me and looked
towards the door. Then that pretty girl scrambled back into the room, with that
insane girl behind her…they both looked mad, I ran away.
***
7:31
            I
saw them both run in one after the other, the one with the insane expression on
her face glared at me,  then saw the
knife jabbed into the odd kids body, she charged up to me, startled I had not
made a move, next thing I knew she pulled out the dagger…
***
7:31
            After
I grabbed the dagger, I kicked the smart kid in the head, he fell
unconscious…good, then I turn over to the pretty girl who had collapsed on the
teacher’s desk, staring at me with horrified eyes. I darted at her, blade
before me, and jabbed it right into her throat before she could scream. She
clutched at her throat, squirming feverishly, trying to scream but the only
sound that came out was a bloody gargling sound, and then silence as her body
fell limp. God’s will is done.
***
7:29
            Once
I had pulled away from that huge mess on the highway and headed back toward the
city, news on the incident had finally hit the air. I began to listen: this
evening no more than five minutes ago, a man was found in a vehicle collision
on the 006 highway who happened to be an Iraqi terrorist, who - once police
officials arrived - had bombs strapped to his chest, threatening to blow everyone
up. He had been hysterically yelling that north Americans are Satan worshipers
and sinners, that he was working the hand of God. He then lost control when one
official attempted to approach him, and proceeded to ignite the bombs. Seven
people were killed in the incident, and one was injured, but is expected to
live.
            I
then switched off the radio, and sat in contemplation, suddenly I remembered
Gabe was still trapped in that school; I began to look for an alternate route
to the school, and then proceeded to calling Connor Black.
***
7:31
            My
forehead… I sat up, rubbing my eyes, I found myself in the hallway, where I
last remember consciousness. Who was that? I then proceeded to walk to halls in
a daze, grasping the walls for support, my mind was unclear. As I continued
down I found myself entering the gymnasium storage room. As I began to run my gaze
from the floor up until I came upon a bloody baseball bat, I then continued up
seeing the baseball bat rack torn apart, bats cluttered the entire floor around
it. Finally I saw a scary looking boy whose body was mangled and bruised leaning
on the basketball rack. His face was covered in blood, and his neck was bent
upon an inhuman angle. I shuddered at the sight, loosing my balance falling
back and landing on my hands. I realized that this was not my work at all, I
wonder if that odd kid had lost control, that might explain why I got knocked
over. This place is getting out of control, as I picked myself up; I heard a
faint ring…
***
7:34
            As I run down the
halls I find Gabe the guy who took my number, ooh that guy. “Gabe we need to leave
everyone is in shock and they are all loosing it….hey what are you doing by
yourself anyways?” he gave me a strange look, why does everyone have to look at
me so weird in these crazy situations. “I have been trying to get the police to
come over here, but it seems that they are having trouble, most of them are
dealing with a situation, and on top of that the weather has been intensifying
and its becoming difficult to phone anyone at the moment… I did try to get my
friend Mike to come help, but I don’t know if he will make it on time” I am
scared now, no police can come, doors wont budge, he has strange friends coming
over and everyone is crazy in here, man my heart is beating really fast, hey
where is Gabe going, man my pocket is beating really fast, good thing I am not
panicking, I don’t want to be here any more…MOMMY!
***
7:32
            As
I wait for a pickup (which is taking a really long time) I decide to give up,
as soon as I hang up I get another call, I answer and it is Gabe, “hey mi-e
c-can y-you hea- m-me?” his words were heavily cut off and distorted, probably
due to the snow, “yeah Gabe, you’re breaking up!” I spoke loudly out of
instinct, although I doubt it helped much. “he-hey m-more pe-le –re dy-ng
c-come f-sssst!” It took me a few seconds to decipher his words, but I soon got
the message and yelled “I am on my way! We will meet soon!” I wasn’t certain if
it had gotten through, we were cut off just as I finished, I jumped on the gas
and made my way for the school, as a sheer sense of urgency rushed through my
body…
***
7:35
            Ohhh…
my head, I look up and see the body of a pretty looking girl – not so pretty
anymore – with a red handled knife lodged in her throat. On my left was the odd
kid who I had examined earlier…wait a minute, if I am still alive then that
insane girl had not killed me, where could she have gone? I grab my glasses and
clean them off with my shirt, much better. I then walk to outside halls in
search of anyone; my head felt like it was stuffed with cotton, I then stumble
into the washroom, gazing upon the mirror. I looked up at my reflection; a
scorching red footprint marked the centre of my forehead, my eyes surrounded by
darkened flesh, I rubbed them. After a moment I realized how out of shape I
was, I found myself clutching at the walls, as I dragged myself around the
school… it was getting cold in here, and I shivered…
***
7:40
            As
I drove I looked over the names of all the other students at the school, I
couldn’t waste anymore time, I glanced at the list as it read: Ivan Grey, Sam Red,
Jason Green, Connor Black ,Dwayne Blue, Janine Pink, Amy Taupe
            I
decided that it would be wise if I were to look at Dwayne, Janine and Amy’s
profiles so I could better understand the situation.
***
7:37
            The
ringing had stopped after about five minutes, it was starting to scare me, everywhere
I went, it seemed like it was coming from just behind me. But now I wonder, who
killed that scary guy in the storage room, thoughts buzzed through my mind at
light speed, as I grovelled along the hallway floor, it was a very cold floor,
much colder than the air in the school. My head felt like a brick, everyone
here is dead… I think I am the only one alive… Have I killed them all…?
***
Amy Taupe
Social Status: Most students would consider he to be completely
insane, she walks the halls telling everyone to go to church, and worship the
lord God. She finds that it is her calling to work the hand of God, and judge
the sinners and non sinners… or perhaps just sinners. Her house is run by
equally religious parents, who require hours of prayer and devotion from their
daughter to their God.
Possible Motives: As said, she considers herself as the hand of
God, as she judges the entire school to be sinners, it just might be possible
that she could go as extreme as murdering all who she see’s as unfit, which to her; is everyone.
***
7:40
            Dear,
Lord… I sense the devil still walks the halls of this very building, I must
find and terminate him, please God show me the way…
***
 
 
7:37
            I
hear footsteps everywhere, this is a nightmare, maybe that woman isn’t insane,
and maybe Satan is here… I don’t want to be in this school, I am going to break
out. Break this glass, oh it won’t break, those footsteps! Oh yes I have my
hand through, but it is stuck, pull it back out owww, the glass cuts! I have to
get out of here! I hear footsteps, must squeeze through this glass, ohhh, my
stomach is all wet, owww it hurts! No footsteps getting closer, break this
glass apart, I am stuck. I can’t get my stomach through, cant touch the ground,
owwww the glass is hurting, all of this red, why am I bleeding, no! I have to push; those footsteps,
push harder, are getting closer… must…push… no more…
***
7:40
            There
is an ice cold draft in here, I drag my body toward the source, still clinging
to the wall for support, my legs are numb but I continue anyways. As I turn the
corner, all I feel is a rushing cold breeze with a scent of bloody death. I
turn my gaze up, as I witness a bloody corpse lodged in the centre of one of
those wire enforced windows. His stomach still gushing blood, as I examine
closer I see spaghetti like intestines, and vomit yellow stomach acid gushing
out like fresh ground beef. One of his red hands clutching at the broken edge
of the window, while his arm dangling lifelessly beside his head like a diver
caught in mid air. I only broke down in tears at the sight; I must have done
this… I must destroy the killer…
***
Janine Pink
Social Status: The prettiest
girl in school, every guy could fall in love with her gorgeous body, and
innocent but sweet looking face. Most girls in school are jealous of her, as
she steals a lot of guys’ attention, and takes advantage of it. She thinks that
she is better than everyone else in the world, and believes that everyone is in
her debt, simply for being in her presence.
Possible Motivation: Mr. Bennett is the only teacher (or person)
who doesn’t suck up to her, not that this is a reason to go off killing, we can
still consider it a possibility.
***
7:50
            As
I drove down the streets, I notice the closer and closer I get, the worse and
worse the weather becomes, most houses are half sheeted with snow, others you
wouldn’t even suspect a house ever existed there, I glanced at the thermometer
in my car, it read -26 degrees Celsius, this must be the coldest weather I have
witnessed in my life…
***
7:50
            Where
is he, come out devil! I must destroy him, must destroy all of them, I mustn’t
take a chance, they all deserve death anyways, and I shall bring it to them. As
I walk down the corridor, I hear teeth chattering, deep breathing, feet
dragging, I smell sin…
***
 
 
 
7:51
            Footsteps…
slow ones behind me around the corner, oh the floor is so cold, and the air, so
is the air, I want to be at home, why did they ever have to send me to after
school detention, why? The footsteps are getting closer; I slide up to the
corner, and peer around, oh no…
***
Dwayne Blue
Social Status:
Probably the smartest kid Downsview
High has ever had, he holds the highest average in the school, rather the
province. There is not much to him really, he just stays home and studies every
day, he hangs out with other smart kids, and never does anything wrong.
Possible Motivation:
Mr. Bennett seemingly was the only teacher to ever give him a below 90 percent
average, because he did not agree with one paper that he wrote, and flat out
failed him. On top of this Bennett was the teacher who thought that Dwayne
would benefit from this detention course, and so he urged the principal to put
him in.
***
7:52
            I
see a head pop out around the corner, I have found him, I hear him sliding
away, must kill him, I run at him. And as I round the corner, I found him lying
there with his arms shielding his head; I broke the glass concealing the fire
extinguisher, and ripped it out. A frightened look came over his face, I saw
him begin to cry…good he shall be duly punished. I then smash at his face with
the butt end of the extinguisher, bones cracking with every impact, he begins
to scream and cry, how dare he! I get up and hose his face with the
extinguisher, he starts to flail his arms,  I then place it right over his mouth, as he
grabs at my skirt, struggling, squirming, like a spider drowning in the toiler.
I hold the hose on him strong, as he soon falls limp, his entire face smeared
with white and red, as a large bloody pool circled his body. I drop the fire
extinguisher at my side, and wipe my face of blood…
***
7:52
            Thunder
cracks, as lightning turns my entire vision white, the wind picks up and the
snow falls harder, I can almost see it rise on the streets, as I speed my way
towards the school. This is not good, uh oh… I am running low on gas, oh hell
why now! And as soon enough the car gives and moves to a stop, good thing I am
not too far now, perhaps another half hours walk?
***
7:55
            My
feet are numb, it’s like they don’t exist anymore, the cold air blowing
everywhere, piercing my skin, I have to find out where I heard that scream a
few minutes ago. Maybe I will find the killer, and my final victim… I hear
whispering just around that corner over there, why are these hallways so long,
and cold? I continue walking, my shins are becoming numb as well as my hands,
it is very difficult to move them…
***
8:00
            Dear
God, your deeds I continue to serve, I beg that you send this poor soul to
hell, where he shall be punished for his sinful ways, I pray strongly, that you
listen to I your humble servant, I know more of this world than you ever will,
allow me to work in your position, only with your guidance…
***
8:01
            As
I round the corner I see where all the whispering has been coming from, that
insane woman is praying…I hate praying, praying to her God is she, over some
red and white corpse, and this is the one who has been massacring without my
confirmation, how dare she defy me, I will destroy her.
***
8:03
            As
I finish my prayer, I look up only to see that very shady character standing
over me, his eyes piercing mine, these are the true eyes of Satan, I will have
him dead, as he stands there staring, his long black frozen hair, concealing
most of his face, yet still those eyes, almost glowing, I am not frightened
only enraged…
***
8:04
            I
only looked into her insane eyes, until I saw her suddenly reach for the fire
extinguisher next to her, how dare she, I make as much of a fist as I can, and
smash it into her face. She falls back and I jump on top of her, she begins
shrieking like a dying witch, and I smack her in the face, then grab her head
and bash it into the floor until blood begins to ooze out of her mouth, I look
up, and the next thing I see is Gabe standing over me, with an expression of
terror…
***
8:06
            The
snow is a lot deeper than I thought, my feet plunging into the snow with every
step, good thing I am wearing boots, but still, my socks are beginning to get
wet, and my hands and face are blistering cold, I didn’t have much to wear
considering it was above zero when I left, oh I just hope Gabe is alright,
hopefully they found the killer…
***
8:03
            I
have been searching for everyone for about a half hour now, since Jason ran off
and nobody in sight… nobody alive that is, Sam I found dead in the Gymnasium
storage room, Ivan, Mr. Bennett and now even Janine dead in the classroom.
Later on I found Jason by the side doors of the school lodged into a window and
covered with ice, I assumed that this is the reason why the school is freezing
inside, good thing I put on my coat.
Wait a minute;
I hear screaming coming from down the halls, by the back entrance of the
school, sounds like Amy… I sprint as fast as possible, and as I round the
corner all I see is Connor smashing her face with the fire extinguisher, I
didn’t know what to do, I was shocked, then as soon as he looked up I ran…
***
8:10
            How
could I let that little snitch Gabe get away, I bet he is hiding right now, yes
hiding like the little wimp he is, when I find him I will kill him.
My knees are
beginning to freeze, why is it so cold in here? I wish I could kill the cold, I
can barely walk now, but that is no matter, I must do the deed, not for me but
for…him
***
8:20
            Finally
I can see the school up ahead, most of my body has gone numb, hopefully its at
least nice and warm in the school, I don’t even have a hat, my eyebrows are
frozen, my teeth aren’t even chattering anymore, oh just a little farther…
***
8:21
            I
can hear Connor out there yelling like a madman, I saw those eyes… they
frightened me, bloodshot, and dark. I sat hiding under a desk in the office,
Connor has walked passed here numerous times, I think he has lost his mind, the
look on his face…I could not describe it, but it was not human at all.
            Soon
enough I see a figure walking through the white sheet approaching the school,
my heart skipped a beat, I think that is Mike, oh thank God he is here, perhaps
he can help me stop Connor somehow. 
***
8:22
            As
I approach the door, and pull, it would not open, it was covered in ice, I
decide kick at it a few times, trying to break the ice, but it won’t break.
Damn its cold out here, I just want to go in! Seconds later Gabe approached,
wielding an axe (the ones found by the fire extinguishers) like some medieval
warrior and began chopping at the door. Soon enough he had broken enough of the
door – and ice – so that I may enter, and I was utterly disappointed, it was
not any warmer, but I said noting.
***
8:26
            I decide to hold
onto the axe in case I may need to defend myself. We walk around a few minutes
until we saw in the window of a science classroom, Connor sitting on hot
plates, his feet were burning, and he was rocking back and forth nodding his
head like a mental patient, then again he might very well be a mental patient.
We entered the classroom, and he suddenly jumped up, and charged at us
directing a scalpel at my throat. As he came close, I swung the axe into his
rib cage, then let go as it stayed lodged into him as he fell back. He began
screaming “Satan will punish you, I will destroy you! Satan will punish you for
destroying his follower, burn in hell you maggot…I…will…kill y-you…”his head
then fell forward collapsing in his lap. Outside sirens roared increasingly
loud, both Mike and I said not a word; we only stared blankly, as we both
knew…the nightmare was finally over
 
The End