We sprint through the halls one after another, all of us in a single line like elementary students, all over again. Twisting, turning and winding down the long hallways belonging to the dreaded place we call our beloved school. None of us spoke, none of us even gave a single gesture to the other. We all simultaneously knew what we had to do, follow that sick bastards instructions until we get some leverage or until we cannot move anymore.
Once we get to the front foyer I run towards the door but not before looking at the office towards the administrative office. I slow down my sprint, to a jog then I come to a stop in front of the office window. My gaze lands on the notorious security camera feed and I notice every single camera was either off or on the hallways we ran through. This sick bastard is watch our every move through our own school. How do we know that he is not watching us sleep or shower? I whistle to the group who is outside waiting for me and motion them over. Each one slowly gaining a face of extreme disgust except Brittney who has a blank look on her face. I am surprised she even comprehended what was going on up until now. We each one by one slowly walk towards our cars, but not before I stop in front of the front foyer camera. It was pointed towards us just like the others with the lens zoomed in to focus on my face. I made sure that I pronounced these four words putting extra emphasis on the syllables so the bastards gets my message loud and clear with no confusion.
I will end this.
I turn around and look at the security monitor to see the cameras slowly start fading away only to leave a black monitor. Just then, and only then do I see I message from the cruel man himself.
I would love to see you try. Entertain me please.
I turn around back towards the camera, staring long and hard at the camera before turning back to the doors.
As we separate into different cars, I can feel the eeriness all around us. The temperature gets lower and lower as we came closer and closer to our destination. Becca is just driving, Jace just staring in space and me, trying to wrap my head around what just happened. But then again, we all probably were.
Our friend, not close to me but to Jace, was brutally murdered by some savage. The exact same psycho from our messed up childhood. But we could never put a name to a face, because the bastard didn't give us either! Nothing around me makes sense anymore. Why did he come back to our town now? How does he know our every move before we even make it? Most importantly who is next on his To Die list? If i'm on it how do I get off? What if he could possibly come and ta-
"Earth to Grace, we don't have time for this remember? You already won the staring competition let's go."
As soon as we walked in all of our jaws dropped to the floor.
Each and every single employee, dead. Old, young even middle aged dead. Blood splattered against the wall, guts and I think it' s intestine's littered the floors. Most people lost arms, legs some even heads. Their corpses was a bloody mess all over the offices. Some on desks others on computers. Each of the eyes, for whoever still had them, blank staring back at me with no expression. All around this building was just pure red, brown and blue. The stench was disgusting and smell liked rotting corpses. Fitting as they were all around us.
"At least we don't have to worry about being caught.." I chuckled darkly, trying to make the best of this situation.
Each of us separate into groups of 2. Becca is with me and Jace is with Brittney. Becca and I go upstairs to another floor only to find files scattered everywhere almost as if someone was looking for something. Becca and I eye one another with knowing looks that this whole thing was orchestrated and we both know by whom.
Becca looks around then points behind her saying to me,"I'll take this side you take that one."
Feeling uneasy with this gut feeling that I have about splitting up I reluctantly nod and agree to it anyway. Before I can rethink my decision Becca walks off leaving me alone to wonder. I go down the halls and pick the first room on my right.
It looks like a normal office room, with files and papers everywhere, I just quickly look around not even bothering to shift through the papers and move towards the door. As I do something caught my eye a file cabinet. I look through it a stop at one of the files inside that has a huge Classified stamp on it. I pick it up just as Jace group calls us.
"Guys in here." I thought he meant in a room but no I was wrong. Both Becca and I go back downstairs to the horror show that is the main space. As the two face's come into view I notice that Jace has a grim look. I quickly toss Becca the file.
Jace pointed to one of the cut open stomachs of dead employees.
"Not it." Becca muttered trying to hold down her vomit.
"I'll do it, just step back in case." I warned them right before i plunged my hand into soft, warm stomach of the employee.
The soft crevice that is her stomach seems endless. My hand just goes further and further into her smooth, warm sticky guts. As I keep pushing in my hand comes against something hard much different from the now normal slimy insides. I wrap my hand around the cube item and slowly pull it out of the poor dead employee. As I pulled it out and put it on display for everyone else to see, Becca couldn't hold it in any longer and spewed all over the floor, losing all of her composed figure with her lunch and what looks like her breakfast. For the first time in years we see her lose her cool-kid persona.
Jace whispers in my ear, "What is it?" I lift the box to eye level to examine the blood dripping box.
"Its a box, duh." Brittney states with a tone that makes this all seem like it was obvious.
"Open it." Becca says with pure and utter disgust. Just looking at her I can see that she is absolutely grossed out by this whole endeavor by her expression or by the fact she still had a little puke still down her mouth.
I slowly open the box and take a look inside. If that's in here whats in her? I walk over to the employee's chest to inspect the details thoroughly. As I found my prize Jace finally musters the ability to open the black box. Inside the chest is a note with the most ironic lead the Bastard could possibly give us:
It said, "Go to where Tammy lost her's."
Jace and the other's look at me in horror because in that black box is the cold, dead, unbeating heart of the employee.
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Sorry for the long wait guys! Got to keep things interesting yes?
-Pranles
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Grace's Third Eye
Mystery / Thriller"Earth to Grace, we don't have time for this remember? You already won the staring competition let's go." As soon as we walked in all of our jaws dropped to the floor. Each and every single employee, dead. Old, young even middle aged dead. Blood sp...
