Killing Game

The Main Story

                It was every student for himself in this killing game. Insanity already spread itself out rapidly, people clobbering their peers to death to escape. To "win". "No...no..."

               Ritsu was sprinting fast and breathing heavily. Cursorily checking each room, he only saw blood splattered across the walls, and lifeless bodies scattered on the ground. "No...They can't be..."

              Step, step, step.

              Continuing down the halls, he only found himself lost in the school and in his mind. Tears dripped down his face, Ritsu simply feeling a sense of anxiety and pure loneliness arise. Fear quickly enveloped his entire being. "Mao...where are you...?"

              Ritsu finally reached the last door within the hallway, struggling to grasp the doorknob. His hand shook, perspiration flooding down his face as he turned the handle slowly. The door eerily creaked open, making shivers run down his spine. What he saw behind that door could never be unseen: His entire class' corpses, all motionlessly lying on the ground, pools of crimson almost covering the whole room. So much terror and shock struck Ritsu that he didn't notice the person quietly walking towards the room with a gun in his hand.

           "Wait...one...two...three..."

           His blood suddenly ran cold. Something was very wrong here.

           "Ritsu."

           Turning around, his eyes widened. Ritsu wanted this to be a nightmare, but this was all too real. "How could you-"

           A bullet fired, putting Ritsu to silence. The last thing Ritsu saw was the wicked grin of his killer who he thought would be the last person to murder anyone.

           It was his best friend, Mao Isara.