- Chapter Four -

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April 9, 2023

Current location: Math class - Ladysmith Highschool

8:28 am

My first hour of class is math but... i must have kinda fell asleep

But I was awoken by a ruler slamming down on the back of my neck.

"What!" I shouted as I jolted up to see the perpetrator.

"Why aren't you doing what you're supposed to do!?" Mrs bankel asked in a mocking tone as she cocked her head to the side. My sister Riley was at another table helping another student. She turned to us.

"He's finished, Mrs Bankel" Riley said as she approached us. I handed Mrs Bankel the finished homework. She looked at it for a second and then she ripped in pieces

She then scoffed and said "doesn't look finished to me" she tossed the clumps of ripped paper at my face. "

Riley looked absolutely shocked "you can't do that!"

Mrs bankel looked at her "i can do what i damn please mrs king"

Suddenly there came a knocking at the door

Knock

Knock

Knock

Knock

We all looked at the door "Riley why don't you go get the door" Mrs Bankel said

We all watched as she approached the door. She slowly opened the door. Suddenly a figure lunged at her and pinned her to the ground.

"RILEY!" I shouted as I stood up. The figure was Chris but his flesh was falling off, his hair was gone, and his eyes... His eyes were yellow.

The thing wasn't Chris anymore...

"Help me!" Riley cried out as she tried holding it back but it was too strong and it bit into her neck.

I wanted to help... i couldn't i was scared

The thing ripped out a chunk of her throat. I finally grabbed my drawing book and ran at the thing and slammed the book into its face. It fell onto its back. I got on top of it and started slamming the book into its face

SLAM

SLAM

SLAM

Until its face wasn't a face anymore...

It was a pulp of flesh

I tossed the book to the side. The rest of the class including Mrs bankel were gone. I slowly got up and walked to Riley who was surrounded by a puddle of blood.

I kneeled next to Riley. "Riley? Wake up" i shook her

But nothing happened

"Riley don't do this to me... come on!" i cried out

"Not you too! Please don't leave me..." i started to sob

Suddenly the door slammed open again and John ran in and slammed it shut. He was holding it shut and was bleeding from his arm. The things on the other side were scratching at the door

"John? What the hell is happening?!" i said with tears still in my eyes

"Its gone to hell out there all exits are locked up" john said

John looked at Riley's body "oh... I'm so sorry Jason"

Suddenly the scratching on the other side of the door died down

"I think there gone" john said backing away from the door

I was still crouched by my sister "Jason we got to get the hell out of here" John said as he approached me.

I looked at my sister's corpse... i don't know why but at that moment i let go of something

I stood up and backed away from Riley and turned to look at john.

"What the hell are those things?" I asked as I pointed at Chris's lifeless husk of a body.

"Hate to say this... but they look like zombies" John said as he crouched next to Chris's corpse.

"We need weapons," I said. I looked around the room and saw a paper guillotine on the teacher's desk. I grabbed the blade part of it and snapped it off the board part. And now i had a guillotine blade as a weapon

"Groovy," I said to myself. I looked at John who was bandaging his wound on his arm. I saw a handle poking out of a bag which was tucked under the teachers desk. I yanked out the handle and found that it belonged to a tennis racket.

"John! Here." I said as I tossed the racket to him. He caught it and looked at me confused

"You gotta be kidding me" he grumbled as he examined the racket.

"I mean unless you want that book?" I said pointing at the bloody book.

"What about you?" he asked

"I have this!" I said raising the guillotine blade.

"That's not fair..." john grumbled

"You'll find something else I bet, you ready?" I said approaching him. He grumbled and walked towards the door. We slowly opened the door and entered the hallway.

And so began the survival horror...

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