Room No.13

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"You're dead!"

Her eyes were wide as if she would kill me anytime. Teachers don't kill their students, do they? This was so completely wrong. My own teacher was going to kill me. I could see that intention in her deadly eyes.

She beamed at me one more time as she said,"Your teacher is dead!"

As if I didn't know; I knew she was dead. How could anyone get alive out of this hell? I was not so close to her that I needed to be sad, but I'm a human; I was supposed to be in grief. I knew it was Alma talking to me.

Blood flowed here as if it were water that flowed in a river or stream. 

She looked out of the window and then shot a glance at me. I looked back at her. She stood up from where she was sitting, from the windowsill. She looked at me one more time and then picked up a dead body from the floor from its throat. I wondered what she was going to do. She made her way towards the wall on the right side and now she held the dead body from its arm. She kept its hand stuck on the wall and pulled out some sharp-pointed nails and a hammer. She placed one nail on the dead body's hand, the one she placed on the wall and pierced the nail deep inside the hand that made the dead body hung on the wall like a picture. She did the same with the other hand. 

She beamed at me one more time before doing something I didn't expect. She pulled the dead body down by its legs and the hands got separated from its arms. She swayed that dead body in the air for a while before she threw it out of the window. I looked at the wall where the two hands from the dead body were hung. All bloody and destroyed, it looked as if she just slaughtered that dead body up. 

She pulled out two knives from nowhere in the air, one in her right hand and the other in the left. I looked at her, filled with disgust as I tried to break free from the shadows that were binding me. I was not having enough strength to break free. I lost a lot of blood, I was near extinction. These shadows were stuck to me like a gum and they wouldn't let go of me. Even my satanic cross was shining which shouldn't be shining; it was a bad indication. The cross shining in the presence of evil spirit was not a good thing and it could never be one.

I was feeling helpless as I saw all my strength fading into nothingness. I was slowly closing my eyes. My eyes were becoming blurry. I shook my head as I couldn't close my eyes at a time like this. 

I heard someone crying. Who could be crying when everyone here was dead? I lifted my face up to look up as I felt pain rushing down my spine. 

There was a girl under the teacher's table. She was alive. Yes! Someone is alive. I thought to myself as I tried to force a thin smile over my face which was now a complete mess.

How could she survive when everyone was dead?

 She said,"I kept her alive so that I can kill her in front of your eyes!"

She looked at me as her eyes widened and she laughed like a witch. She was already a with, an evil one.

My eyes were filled with rage as I saw her laughing at our helplessness. I looked at that girl as she looked at me. Her eyes were filled with tears. Moreover, she was just ten or eleven. She was just a mere child. I knew Alma killed everyone. She didn't even leave the elementary students but how could I see her killing a child in front of me?

She pulled that girl out from her hair. She looked at me and then at her. That little girl was horrified and was crying just looking at the terribleness of the place. Tears flowed out of my eyes as I looked at the girl.

She was being punished for the crime she never committed. I couldn't see her being killed in front of my eyes but I couldn't help her when I was not even able to help myself and stand up. With such injuries, it was impossible for me to stand up. 

She pulled out a a pair of forceps or somewhat scissors from out of nowhere. She cut the hair of that girl. The girl screamed. Her screams were high pitched as well as filled with pain. Her sweet voice was turning hoarse as she screamed more and more. 

She said with pleading eyes,"Please don't do it!"

But that merciless creature from hell was not even noticing her. She pulled out some surgical blades that are always sharp as they are used in surgeries. She dig those blades right inside her ears as blood spilled out of them. The little girl screamed as she felt a burning and painful sensation as Alma ran those blades into her ears. 

Alma then pulled out an axe, I wondered where she hid those things. She separated the arms of the girl with the help of the axe. She hit it right on her shoulder joints as blood splashed on her face and the girl screamed,"It hurts!"

She pulled out a pair of big scissors this time. I was horrified to see them. The blades were shining, lashed with blood. She looked at me, eyes all wide and dig the scissors right into the girl's eye as the girl screamed in pain. She dig it deeper and deeper and after a while pulled the eye ball out. She did the same with the other eye. There were no eyes on the girl's face. Blood was spilling out of the place where the eyes were located.

Then, she did something that was horrible. It was the most brutal thing, I thought.

She pulled out the tongue of that girl as she shook her head violently to let go off her. She was screaming but her screams were heard no more as Alma cut her tongue with the big pair of scissors she had in her hands.

That girl died in front of my eyes and I couldn't do anything to save her. I was feeling so helpless.

Alma beamed at me and came closer to me as she said,"You're up next!"

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