Reaan's thumb hovered over his phone as he reread Zoe's message: The janitor was just standing there, watching the fight. Didn't even move. Weird, right?
His heart skipped a beat. He hadn't noticed the janitor, but now the description felt unsettling. He typed back: What was he doing?
Zoe quickly replied: Just staring. Didn't even blink.
Reaan frowned, the unease from earlier growing. Max's message buzzed next: Did anyone else think Mrs. Ellia was acting weird? Something's off about her.
Same here, Reaan typed back, still feeling a chill. The whole afternoon had been wrong, and now this?
Before he could think more, Ethan's message arrived: Guys, have you noticed anything strange about the school?
Reaan's pulse quickened. What do you mean?
Ethan's reply was slow: I've been feeling like something's off lately, especially in certain areas—like the storage room. It's hard to explain, but it feels... wrong. We need to check it out tomorrow.
Reaan's gut told him they were onto something big. He typed back: Let's meet after school tomorrow. We'll figure this out.
Ethan's response was quick: I'll bring some stuff. Let's do it.
Reaan set his phone down, the weight of the mystery pressing on him. Tomorrow, they would get answers.
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The Secret Society of School
Science FictionA tight-knit group of high school friends-Ethan, Zoe, Max, and Reaan-stumble upon a hidden, secretive wing in their school, where dark experiments seem to be taking place. As they dig deeper, they uncover a conspiracy involving corrupt school offici...
