A/N: Yo readers! Edited again -October 5th 2014
26th April 2015
Sorry no name to this story cant think of one now or ever.... haha
It was a dark corridor, everywhere was dark around us and it was lit by lanterns which barely lit the way. Everything seems really old and broken down but I wonder why we are here. Everyone seems happy and care-free for no reason. As we turn from corridors to corridors and rooms we’ve finally finished looking. I forgot about the question, just for now, since nobody seems to know or care, why.
Then the question popped in my head again. Why are we here? Then like someone heard me, a teacher I think, I’m not really sure said, “So we are here on an excursion, remember students of Kings Wind High. So settle down and ….” I didn’t hear the last bit. I don’t know why. Then we started heading out again, that was when it hit me. Why am I here? Why is no one creeped out about this place? And also what is this place supposed to be? I kept walking unconsciously, like my legs had its own mind. Or worse i was controlled like a puppet. ughh. A shiver went down my mind, I dont think I will think about that while I'm here. My legs just went to wherever we were supposed to go.
I looked around, then I saw cobwebs hanging silently, tattered and worn-down walls, broken windows and a ceiling that look like it could crash down on us any time. Why are we here? I tried to remember from the morning of today. I searched my mind, my thoughts, my brain or something but nothing came to me. Then bang! I remembered; it was like someone was trying to fill in gaps for me or for everyone.
I heard a guy near me asked, “Ahhh, why are we here? I mean, like, dude what the (insert rude word) *beep* are we here in the first place? What the hell does this have to do with school?”
I smiled, so I wasn’t the only one but then a teacher answered. “Well, because we were told you had an excursion. Someone suddenly told us we must come. But I think, well, I’m not really sure any more.” The teacher paused and shook her head, “I think we should just go on.” The guy looked blank and then rolled his eyes. He walked ahead of the group, here’s another thought. Why don’t I know anyone’s name?
I looked ahead and saw an old man. He stood ahead of us, like a guide. I think he’s the one guiding us around this old mining house, mine shack? I don't know anymore. The old man wore a dirty, white shirt and shorts that looked worn out. He had grey hair, well some hair anyways and wrinkles across his forehead and under his eyes. His eyes seem like its staring right through you, piercing through you, trying to get some answers or something. Maybe information? Creepy.... Well thats an understandment since this whole place is creepy or worse. I wonder what would happen if looks could kill? Well, as far as I can remember is that we are sort of lost, walking in a maze or labyrinth, a mouse walking here and there, trying to find a way out to somewhere.
“Okay, that’s it, come this way, carefully. This floor could break anytime if you little scumbags don’t walk carefully.” He instructed us. “Okay, over here is more worn out, so follow me. WAHH! YOU SCUMBAG! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” the old man shouted. Everyone jumped and looked around until we found the troublemaker. He turned around to find everyone staring at him; he shrugged and walked forward, “What’s wrong? I did nothing wrong!”
“No, you. What have you got on you, what did you take?”
A girl looked around, and pointed at herself. “Yes you!” She thought for a few seconds then replied, “I didn’t take anything…..”
“Hey, what’s that on you? It’s a rose brooch.”
“Hmm? So? I have no idea why’s that there, and I don’t care.” She simply said. I looked carefully at her, eyeing her for a second, I didn’t see any problem with her, and other than the fact she had a rose brooch on her, nothing. “What’s up with the old man?” she muttered underneath her breath. I had to agree with her, there was something weird, not just with the place and why we’re here also but also because of that old man.
