Chapter Three

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I looked at the students laying, unconscious, on the linoleum floor in the absent science classroom. I knelt down and unzipped my back pack, pulling out the rope and tying up Justin.

In total, I had six students here and Brad had the rest. I moved on to the rest of the unknowing eleventh graders and tied their wrists and legs together.

As soon as I was finished, I grabbed the duct tape and stuck them on their mouths.

I pulled out my IPhone and called John.

"I got em tied John, get to the window," I commanded as soon as he picked up.

"I'm on my way," he answered and I quickly hung up, opening the windows and getting ready to pick up the student closest to the window.

The moment I saw the van reversing to the window, I picked up the lightest, Opal. I observed her unconscious figure for a moment before handing her to John and proceeded to pass them on. John placed them into the white van and as soon as the last one was in, he slammed the doors shut and drove around to the classroom Brad was in.

I quickly closed the windows and walked to the door, sticking my head out and scanning the hallways, making sure they were empty. When the coast was clear, I crossed the hall and into the classroom Brad was in.

I shut the door and I watched as he jumped about a mile in the air.

"You should've warned me!" He whisper yelled and I shrugged and looked down at his work.

He was putting the duct tape on the last student, Theresa.

I opened the windows and waited for John.

"I can't wait to watch them beg for their lives," Brad said with a sinister smile and my lips twitched the slightest bit.

"I especially want to feel the life draining from Kat's body and see the light fading from her eyes as I rip her from her perfect life," his eyes were fixed on Kat's unconscious body and I rolled my eyes.

"Not if the traps can get to her first," I crushed his fantasy and his eyebrows furrowed.

"No, she will die because of me. I'll be the one to kill her!" His voice rose and I sighed in frustration.

"Whatever Brad, just make sure you kill as many of them suckers as you can, no one can survive," I snarled back at him and he nodded, an angry glint still lingering in his eyes.

"And remember, he wanted to kill her," I reminded him. This caused fury to erupt in his eyes, but he stayed silent.

I jumped into action as soon as I saw the van approaching.

A few minutes later, we had all the filthy scums in the back of the van and we began driving to the old, abandoned house.

I smiled to myself as I thought of it all. It was the perfect plan. The school had sold the cameras since it was found unnecessary to have them. There hasn't been a crime in this town in so long, that they put their guards down and it was their worst mistake.

The house we chose, was located in the middle of no where, it was so far from the town. There wasn't another house for another ten miles.

The signal was crappy. So even if someone escaped, they wouldn't be able to call anyone.

And the best part, was the house. It was old and filled with secret passages and rooms that were hidden. On top of that, we set up deadly traps that would leave a bloody mess in it's wake. And finally, there was no electricity, the windows were boarded up, and all the doors were locked from the outside. There would be no way they were getting out.

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