Class Trip Ended in Horror

Chapter 18

From Simon's point of view

I saw Katy and Amy hug and how Fabi joined them. The three are really best friends, I wish Markus was still here with me, I miss him so indescribably. I wish I could have prevented it. I sighed and walked out the castle door to keep from crying.

I really wonder what happened to the dead bodies of my classmates. I looked around and heard organ music playing, soft and sombre. It came out of the little chapel. But Vladimir was in the castle and nobody else was here except us. I tried to ignore the organ music, but my curiosity got the better of me and I went into the chapel.

When I opened the door, I saw that above the altar was a balcony with a small wooden organ. There I could only see a head with a black hood. The door closed behind me with a loud bang and the organ music stopped immediately. Having heard the bang, I turned to the door. When I looked up at the balcony again, the person had disappeared.

I turned to leave the chapel, but something hit the back of my head, knocking me unconscious.

"How many of them are left?" I heard an unfamiliar voice, that sounded like it was far away.

God, my skull is pounding. I continued to pretend unconscious. "Four teenagers and Malte," said another male voice. Wait, that's Vladimir's voice, what is he doing here?

"Well, but we have to kill them all," said the unknown voice. "Tonight, you will lure Malte into the basement. The remaining children shouldn't be a problem," he added. Heck, I have to warn the others, but I have to play unconscious until they're gone.

"Are you still tending to his body?" asked the voice. "Yes, as soon as the boy is really dead. He seems to be still alive and eavesdropping on us," that was Vladimir. Shit, he somehow knows I'm still alive. But whatever, I have to get out of here as soon as possible. I jumped up quickly and wanted to run. I ran as fast as I could, trying to stay on my feet as I was still a bit dizzy from the hit on my head.

I ran away from them both as fast as I could. Where am I here? It appears to be a dark tunnel with small lanterns attached to the wall every few meters. They only shed little light. I arrived at a wooden door and tried to open it but it was locked. I shook it like a madman, slamming my shoulder into it several times trying to open it somehow. But no chance, it remained locked, the wood of the door was just too solid. "That's enough," Vladimir said in a sharp voice. "I'm not afraid," I said, sounding braver than I really felt. "But you should," he grinned evilly.

I stood there with my fists raised. He laughed at that, snapped his fingers and it went dark instantly. But just before that, I saw the person dressed in black with a large stone in his hand. "Why are they doing this? We didn't do anything to them!" I screamed into the darkness. "Revenge," said the unfamiliar voice coldly and then...

From Amy's point of view again

"Shall we push our mattresses together for tonight?" I asked the two of them as we slowly pulled away from each other. "Yes, but you'd have to ask if I would like to put my mattress next to yours, since yours are already pushed together," laughed Katy. "Well, whatever you want. Would you, dear lady, want to move your mattress to ours?" I asked jokingly. "But surely, dearest," she said just as exaggeratedly. "You're stupid," laughed Fabi. "But that's why you love us," Katy countered. "Yes," he said. We looked at each other for a moment and burst out laughing. When we gradually calmed down, we went into the salon.

Paul was sitting there with Mr Schmidt. "Mr Schmidt, could I get our plane tickets already?" Fabi asked, pointing to Katy, him and me. "Yes, well, why not Fabian," said Mr Schmidt. He seemed as if he were mentally somewhere else, because usually he would call him Fabi and not Fabian.

"You could think that he is his father and that Fabi has screwed something up. When I've done something, my mother calls me by my full name," Katy whispered to me. I had to splutter. I know that all too well. Fabi got the plane tickets and put them in the bag that also contained the book.

"Why, did you want to have the tickets?" Paul asked and approached us. "I have a strange feeling and want to be on the safe side," explained Fabi. "Okay, then I'll do that too," he said and asked for his ticket.