“When will the curse on us end?! We are being killed one by one!”
“I can’t take this anymore!”
“Somebody call Mistress Clara!”
“Can someone please get Gabi down from the ceiling?”
“I can't do it, it's too high up!”
“She couldn't possibly do that to herself! There are no ladders here, she couldn't remove it after she hang herself! Someone is responsible for this!”
“We can still save her if she still has a pulse! I refuse to believe Gabi’s dead!”
“It's twenty-feet high from the floor!”
“Call someone! A faculty! A janitor!”
A group of my classmates went out to get help while the rest stood there, still unable to move. Silence reigned between the spaces between us. I could hear faint mutterings and the chattering of teeth.
“Why don't you tell us how you did it, huh, Hades?”
Someone voiced. Breaking the silence.
An accusation came from the other side of the circle. My eyes immediately went to her.
Her blonde hair was in a ponytail, a huge black ribbon tied around it. It’s always the first thing I notice everytime I look at her. Her ribbon is even probably larger than her head—but the her head is cosmic, if implied with a different meaning.
It was Cornelia, our Vice President.
She came top second in the rankings. Never a day there wasn’t a cocky look on her face. She always had it since the first time I saw her. Possibly the reason why her parents abandoned her, she was a brat and no one can stand her attitude.
Her eyebrows often looked like they were in such competition, of which amongst them can go higher than the other. As if they were made that way. I then turned to Hades who was standing like a grandpa, with his hands inside his pockets and his long, dark hair covering a pair of black holes underneath.
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Harrel Horne
Mystery / ThrillerBEWARE, BEWARE! You don't know all that there is at Harrel Horne! As the number of odd mysteries take place, they grew suspicious about what lurks inside Harrel Horne. A familiar crisp, blaring noises, shadows of different creatures-human or not, p...
