Ramaca University was once a peaceful place/school until... Mysterious Deaths, Mysterious Killings, Murders, Missing Persons. Then a group of people appeared. The AFCS Club. Join Karl Mendez & the AFCS Club as they divulge the threads of mysteries...
A/N: This Chapter is not really a special chapter, this also has some relevance to the plot, enjoy!
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KARL
It has been a few weeks since the incident where my friends got hospitalized. My Mother Alexandra Emerson-Mendez, were worried about me since I haven't been seen being energetic the past few weeks.
Mr. Gomez, our new Family Driver woke me up and told me to hurry up since we're going somewhere today. I don't know what the nonsense was but he said it was my Mom who ordered him to wake me up early today.
And so, I had no choice but to obey since it is Mom's words, I can do anything, but disobeying her words is the last thing I could possibly do.
After taking a bath, I quickly dried myself and dressed myself up as per Mom's words, and after doing everything, I walked down and left through the front door.
Mr. Gomez was already waiting outside the car and opened the back door for me. When I entered the car, I couldn't see my Mom nor my Brother, well even if he's such an evil brother, I'm sure that even he doesn't want to disobey our Mom.
I didn't ask for the details and told Mr. Gomez to just drive to our destination.
30 minutes have passed and we've already reached our destination, is it really that close or is it because there was no traffic whatsoever today?
"So, anong lugar to Mr. Gomez? What does Mom want me to do in this place?" I asked. "Makikita niyo na lang po pag nakarating ba tayo kung nasan po sila Madam, Sir Lucas." He answered, closing the door behind him and leading the way.
Di na ko nagtanong pa at sinundan ko na lang siya, pagpasok namin sa gate ay napansin ko na kung anong itsura ng lugar na to.
We were in a Cemetery. I saw from afar my Mother, Father and Brother offering their prayers in front of a grave.
As soon as I reached them, I offered my prayers in front of the grave. It was Mr. Estrada's grave.
"R.I.P In Memories of
Eduardo S. Estrada
October 21, 1972 - October 5, 2018"
I sincerely offered my prayers and teared up as I remember how he died. I blamed myself again and again as I failed to stop the worse to happen to them.
A few minutes after that, I faced Mr. Estrada's Family and offered my sincere apologies to them and bowed.
"I'm sorry for failing to stop this from happening, It's my fault and I know you can't forgive me for the mean time, but I hereby offer my sincerest apologies and condolences. I'm sorry po." I said, trying to suppress myself from crying.
