Chapter- 13

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"And another body has been found in the basement of the school, Miss Sherry, I hope the person who went rouge is still here because we are not going to his/her getaway, so here's what that person is supposed to do, turn themselves to the cops OR survive in this eternal hell. The choice is yours" he ended his speech and went off the stage.

The black suit dudes waited for 5 seconds before they shot everybody there, not one survived. These people are lunatics! "Did we get rid of them all?" asked Mr. Gate "Yes Mr. Blank" answered one of the black suit dudes, Mr. Gate rushed out the hall and went further into the hallway to where the statue should be.

"Damn it!" he screamed, the statue had some writing on a plank of wood, it looked ancient, older than Mr. Gate and that's very old. 'If you break your promise you will suffer the consequences" There was also a weird symbol on the magician's clothes, it looked like the shape of a T T T, and the symbol was gold. 

Mr. Gate went outside and back to his office but I didn't follow him, I wanted to see what would happen if I was in there and he left because I didn't see a single ghost in this place, even when all the people who gathered in the assembly hall died, none of them turned into ghosts.

When the secret passageway closed, everything went dark and the only thing I could see was the statue "Hello and who may you be?" I heard a voice and it was coming from the statue! (he sounds kinda old) "Hi, I'm Carol," I said hesitantly "Right, the second death am I right?" his voice was so loud "Yes, I guess so" "Do you see the markings on my statue child?" the magician asked "Yes" I said,

"These marks are caused because of the unfortunate deaths of Mr. Deron, Miss Sherry, and yourself and if these marks get to four this entire building will collapse in on itself" 

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked "Are you sure that is the question meant to be asked? Choose a question carefully as I will only answer one." the magician replied, "Well then, can I ask what is the real reason this place was built?" 

"I can tell you that but it comes with a price." the magician looked like he was on the doorstep to death, which meant he probably was going to fade away. "All alright Mr. Magician, what's the price?" I asked confidently "Your soul," he said instantly "What would you do with it?" "That is a secret"

"Alright then, could you at least promise me it will be for the good of the souls trapped in this building?" "Yes of course!" The magician replied as happy as ever "So do we have a deal?" he asked with a kind smile "What will happen to me?" 

"of course, you won't survive but if you make the deal with me, you can save everybody else" 

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