Shomakers plain

~Secrets can't always stay hidden~

One week later and I'm back to the school. 

Obviously I'm not alone here so I decided to bring a gun this time, incase someone decides to do something towards me, you never know. I brung a bag with a new camera, two clips, some bandages. After yesterday. When I fell running after that dude, I didn't realise it til' I got home but my knee was bleeding. I patched it when I got home and Instantly went to bed.

Walking in the door I look down the right, then the left hallway to see if anyones here. The silence takes over.

~Hello!?~ I scream out to the hallways.

The voice continues through the halls, as it echeos through the halls. My mind wanders of what I can find in this horrible, horrible place. It scares me how such a tiny little building can scare me that much. The voice comes back. And I click back to reality.

I walk down the left hallway. Passing more classrooms and lockers I find the basement door. On the top of the door it says "TEACHERS ONLY ALLOWED TO ENTER" 

~Haha, funny. Seems like fucking no one listened to that one~ I take a deep breathe before opening the door and light my phone flashlight down the stairs. It's super dark, I can barely see with the flashlight on full bars. It's like the light just... doesn't shine back. 

I point the flashlight down the stairs to see each step and walk down slowly. Step by step more echeoy it becomes. I can hear the water droplets fall to the ground. 

Finally I get to last step, the whole basement is overflown, theres no light whatsoever around the basement, its completely pitch black, again even with the flashlight I can't see anything. I step down and point the light around, I can walk forward and left. I decide to go forward, still seeing the light from the up stairs door gives me some relief. Knowing theres not some fucking cunt trying to pull a "prank" on me. I don't get kids these days... Fucking Gen Z. 

I walk down the wet path to another door. The door reads "Cleaning cupboard" I turn the knob but the door seems busted. I stand back a few steps, and kick in the door. Nothing. I try again. Still nothing. 

~Third times the charm motherfucker!~ And I finally get the door open, I walk in and look around. 

~Well... that was fucking useless haha~

I walk out of the closet and walk back down the hallway. While walking down I walk into some random box laying down on the ground. I point my flashlight down onto it and look at it; It's just a normal silver box, it looks old, rusted and... it looks like a safe actually. It's got some kind of combination lock on it. I pick it up and slightly shake the box, somethings inside it. I bring it back to the stairs and lay it there then continue down the left path. Walking all the way down I come to a dead end. The hallway is just filled with chairs, desks, boxes and old wet notebooks laying everywhere. It looks so dead, it smells redoutable. Like something died here. I turn around I walk back down the hallway to the stairs. I pick up the box and slowly walk up stairs. As I get to the last step before coming up, I look at the box once more. "Should I really take this with me? It could be a trap... or it could be a part of the school. It would be illegal for me to take anything that is the schools property with me" 

The thought doesn't cross my mind twice, I decide that the school is fucked up enough for it not to care what I take. I walk out the door and turn left going back down the hallway to the main door.

~Hey! That's not yours!~

I stop. My fingers quiver. My breathing becomes heavy. My adrenaline starts to kick in and I can feel my heart drop. I slowly put my hand into my pocket, turn around and let my gun out and point at the dude.

~S-stop!! Don't m- Don't move! I'll fucking shot!~ I stutter out.

~Alec, calm down. I'm not here to hurt you, I can tell your scared but theres nothing to fear.~

~How do you know my name!? I don't know you.~ 

~Everyone here knows every thing. Alec I know what your intent for being here is, and I would advice to take the time and step back.~

~How would you know what my intent for being here is? Wait... Are you the guy I was chasing after yesterday?~

~No... that wasn't me. Please let the gun go son. It's not needed. I'm not showing any aggression towards you so please son. Let the gun rest it's head.~

Slowly I aim the gun down and put in my pocket, leaving my hand inside the pocket incase I don't feel safe.

~Come on, lets sit down by the stairs~

He walks past me, towards the stairs and I follow.

We sit down, me being on the bottom part, him being somewhat next to me slightly above.

~Son... I can tell what your intent is, you wanna find out the killer in these walls don't you.~

~No... I-~

~It's okay son. The killers name was Micheal, Micheal Bellamey. He died years ago, he stopped his killings. Found god and now is forgiven but resting on the verge of heaven and hell. I can sense your anger. You wanting to find whats inside these walls. But you need to let it rest son. Every that happened so many years ago. It's all over. It's gone. Let the demon rest with his demons and put the hammer down.~

~I know he died so many years ago... I just wanna know what happened to those kids... they were innocent.. they never did anything bad!~ 

~I know son... I know... I'm well aware that they had done nothing bad in their life... I bet you don't even know...~

~Know what?~

~This building... It wasn't just an school... the bottom part of this school was used as an insane asylum. As a place for the mental insane children within' these walls would stay to be reborn. Fixed from their itch of wanting nothing more then agony and blood to spill.~

~It might sound bad but at the end of the day they were trying to protect the children on the ground level. But one day one kid got out... His name was Micheal Bellamey. About the same age as the other children. Went up to the ground, and found his three friends... He killed them. For not trying to help him when he knew they knew he was mentally insane and needed the help. They let him die and for that he decided they shall pay for it~

The words flowing out of his mouth makes me want to puke... how could they do this to these poor poor children... put them through this fucking agony... everything... it hurts knowing people actually died here because of mental instabilities... its... its a very scary story.

~How... How did he die?~

~He ended his own life. Went back to the facility down in the basement, gave his last goodbyes to his fellow mates and doctors and slit his own throat with his knife. After the body was found by the doctors, he had apperantly before bleeding out, carved the three childrens names into his arms and carved out that he was sorry and that he would do anything to get to see them one day. And hopefully be forgiven from them... into his own chest.~

~Holy shit...~

~Yeah... now son, I must go and so shall you. Leave... Come back whenever you feel like it but I would advice you to stay back from the bad bad... past of this horrible place.~

I stand up, nod towards him and walk towards the door. Open it and turn around.

~What about you...? You staying here?~

~God sent me here to tell the last tale. To protect to innocent hearted minded people. My son~ He points towards me

~You have a calling. God is giving you a chance. Take it to consideration. Now go.~

I walk out the door and down the path to my car. Hopefully... The old man once will find rest and peace... God bless his old soul. And god bless the childrens souls...