Horror Fest

prologue

       In a town in Connecticut right off the coast of long Island sound, in a school that was now out for the summer a teacher sits at their desk grading the last of his students final exams. Looking at a students paper that had potential but doesn't really show it. The teacher said to himself, "Shame you waited until the last minute to write this essay Mr. DeCenzo. A more thorough analysis would have gotten you an 'A'." The teacher said to himself as he wrote down an 'C-' for the students grade. As the red ink stains the page a whistle echoes through the halls. "Hello?" The shaky old teacher said. As a pair of slow footsteps was the only reply. He walked to the classroom door to take a peek out of his head. "The school is closed for the summer, please make your way to the nearest exit," The teacher announced. 

        For a minute the teacher pauses and gets his breathing to slow down to barely nothing. Hoping that he would hear the school's door open and close. But instead the footsteps ran towards his way. Without thinking twice the teacher takes off running down the hallway. "Oh shit, fuck, where is my phone." The teacher said as sees a nearby door that the moonlight shines through and sighed in relief. Running towards the door he spots a fire alarm. "Pull in case of emergency, alarm will go off. Fuck it," the teacher said as he turns his back on the way out and ran towards the alarm hearing the footsteps moving in closer to him.

        "Help, Help I need help," the teacher screamed. She pulls the handle down on the alarm and unleashes a furious siren. But even though the siren drowns out the footsteps the teacher can feel that someone is right behind him. So he slowly turns around to only breathe a sigh of relief. Especially because he sees a familiar face in the darkness. "Oh, it's just you. You scared the hell out of me," The teacher said. But the person doesn't respond they just pull out a hard cold steel knife. "Is that blood? What the fucked are you doing? No no no, Noooo," The teacher throws up his hands as the figure slashes him with the knife wildly.

          Until the figure sees the light of the firetruck flood the hallway. As help arrives the figure disappears leaving the teacher in a puddle of blood.