Adrienne

11 - The Madness Begins

"Sheldon!" I screamed. I went to him and kneeled down. He was lying down on the ground where blood was all over it. "Are you okay? Did Mr. Phillips laid a knife on you?"

"D-Damien?" said Sheldon, slowly. "It's finally good to be found by you... but you should run..."

The rooftop door was closed by Mr. Phillips, who had blood splattered all over him. "The show's over, kid."

"You... what in the actual fuck... have you done to him?" I looked at him with an angry look.

"I overheard Howard telling you and Xiao-mei that I'm responsible for their bloodshed, so I came after Sheldon before your meddling ass showed up." He walked closer towards me with his knife while I stood back.

"Admit it, Samson... there's no way you could get away from all murder you've done. You taught in this school for so long and yet you did your dirty activities."

"It all came from my father, an unfaithful fuck. It was a time I knew when he started killing other humans for fun, and the generation had passed to me, now the fun had continued when I killed those two lovebirds back in '01..."

"You're not sane! How could you do this?!" I stood back until there was a wall behind me.

"Because it's fun to see blood running..." he said, kicking Sheldon out of his way when he walked.

"Is this the reason that Adrienne put a curse on our school?!" As I mentioned her name, he stopped.

"Adrienne... I remembered when she came to me one day, needed my help on dealing with those girls. I couldn't bear seeing her pretty self. I had my nerves running up, thinking that I should kill her and turn her into a personal toy for me. A dead look on her face forever and I will never be alone. Yet, I killed her." He continued to walk closer.

"Whatever you're doing is just sick! Fucking stop it!"

"I did actually planning to make you her husband... now stand fuckin' still." He started wield his knife at me, but I dodged and kicked his crotch and he was briefly down. "Argh!"

I started running for my life. He started to chase me with a knife in his hand. I tried to escape via the rooftop doors but they were stuck for some reason. I got my crowbar ready, in case if he has me on his hands. There were no good places for me to hide, but all I found were the air conditioner units. I attempted to hide as he lost me. "Fuck... it's not even a good place to hide..."

"Damien... you can't hide from me longer... but I think running can last more..." he said. I readied my crowbar and I heard his voice coming closer. He saw the air conditioner units, he knows I could be hiding there, even though I was. He came even closer and saw me. "There ya fuckin' are!" I panicked and started to smack his face with it and fell. I continued to run afterwards after he was briefly down again. I noticed his tooth fell out of his mouth. "Time for another 300m sprint, ain't it?"

I continued to run as he started to chase me again. I suddenly fell whilst on my way; it was a phantom that I didn't see, holding my feet. "What the...?" I stared at it, it was a girl, probably another victim of the 2001 murder but I don't see any blood or wounds. The phantom girl strongly gripped my feet and I couldn't escape. My crowbar rolled and fell onto the ground, three floors from the top when I collapsed. "Get off...!"

Mr. Phillips saw me down and slowly walked towards me. "Remember when I talked about running can last longer? Yeah, I lied..."

"What the hell do you want from me?!" I shouted.

"I wanted to prevent you and everyone from spreading gossip about me once the curse is all lifted... yet I have plenty of time left..." he said maniacally.

"You're covered in blood! How the fuck will everyone suppose to recognise you?" I asked, "Everyone knows it's not ketchup!"

"Of course it's not ketchup... but I would like to eat fries dipped in blood..."

"You're fucking crazy!"

"Isn't it obvious? I love to see other people's dead faces... what I want is that you could smile happier once I turn you into a corpse..." He stopped once his foot was near at my head. "No more running you lil' shit..."

"I don't have any last words..."

"Don't worry... those were it." he said, about to slay me with his knife, "I'll see you in my headquarters later. Goodbye, Damien..."

I hovered my head with my arm, but then suddenly it stopped. I peeked an eye seeing that Mr. Phillips was somehow backstabbed, giving that shocked look on his face. He was then backstabbed again. He fell down and it was Sheldon who saved me.

"Thank God, you're okay..." said Sheldon, with a screwdriver in his hand. He stabbed the phantom girl, who was holding my leg.

"Sheldon!" I said. He gave me a hand and I got up. "Are you still bleeding?"

"Still... but I am okay to say the least. Even though I lost blood but again, I am still here."

We both hugged each other briefly. "Do you want hospitalisation? I could get someone to patch you up."

"That... will be fucking amazing..." he replied, in relief.

"Mate, I tried to find you. Where were you that time?"

"I couldn't describe but I tried to find you too."

"Well whatever, I'm still glad you're alive... now that we can go to the same uni together."

Out of all the blue, Mr. Phillips got up and readied his knife at my back. "You fuckin' thought you guys got me... but I'M NOT DEAD YET!" he shouted. We both screamed, but then he got backstabbed again! With an axe wielded by Kevin.

"I didn't even know the school had an axe stored in the janitor's closet." said Kevin.

"Hell... you surprised us." said Sheldon.

"And you look even worse with those wounds." he joked. We laughed. "But seriously though, I do have wounds too. Do you want yours treated?"

"Sure, Damien just asked me." We all started making our way to the rooftop door together.

"Well, great, let's all head to the infirmary. I'll get Charlotte on the way."

"Who's Charlotte?"

"It's a long story..." I replied.