Death's Game

5

"There is no escape from Death's cold embrace."
-Anonymous

With the remnants of the hype of their class cheer in the air, the adrenaline in their veins continued to course. This was the indication that they were indeed ready to face the horrors that they knew would unfold. They were all in this situation together.

"Guys, calm down for a moment," said Ethan trying to restore order to the class. He looked at the class in annoyance because they did not even acknowledge the fact that their president had spoken. He shouted at them once more and his left eye began twitching in further vexation at their ignorance of his attempts to quiet them.

"Oy Diamond show some respect!" That was Sophie's attempt that still somehow fell on deaf ears. Sophie's gaze moved to Jehoel. She had a look of utter aggravation. The boy nodded, instantly picking up on what she was asking him to do.
Jehoel took a deep breath and roared, "OY!!"

The shout worked, rendering the classroom as silent as a cemetery.
With the class finally quieted down, Ethan stepped forward. "We need to plan our next move carefully," he said, "I hate to say this but blindly charging in again will do nothing but get us all killed."

"Any suggestions on what to do then?" asked Julie in a rather sarcastic manner. Though she was his friend, Ethan gave her a withering glare. The girl shrugged in response.

Ethan scanned the crowd for anyone who might have even the slightest bit of an idea as to how they should tackle the situation at hand. Any idea would be fine with him as long as it benefits all of them. This was the president's philosophy that one would never dare to question. The boy's eyes shifted towards Rochelle. The girl gave him an encouraging smile. She of all people knew what it was like to lead the class. She had done so for two consecutive years and that would have become three if she had not been elected as the student council secretary. The current president knew that his classmates would have chosen Rochelle if she was not a part of the student council. He mentally chided himself for thinking of such thoughts. This was definitely not the time to question his credibility as the class president for his classmates had never even once questioned it.

The class president was not the only person who is being consumed by his thoughts. A good majority of the class were caught up in individual bubbles with their thoughts swarming them. They were all thinking hard on what should be their next course of action.

There were those consumed by fear. The ones hung up on the many possible ways that each of them would pass tonight.

Those filled with sorrow were mourning the loss of some of their classmates. With the fact that the bodies disappeared they knew there were no remains for them to bury.

Lastly, those trembling with anxiety. They concocted plans that consisted of how to avoid being the next one on the murderer's victim list. They were all walking a path with one foot stuck in the grave and that was a blatant fact.

Erich began to fidget. She became more and more restless by the minute. Anxiety clawed at the walls of her stomach. Her thoughts on what should be done would sound selfish to them but she wanted out. She wanted all of them to just leave the school, give their classmates a memorial service, and then move on with their lives. That was what any sane person would do. And she could tell by the look on some of the boy's faces that they were going to do something that bypassed the line that was drawn between sane and insane actions. Though she was hesitant to do so, still she knew that keeping quiet would bring no benefits, Erich raised her hand.

Ethan wondered why Erich of all people would raise her hand. For as long as he knew her, she had the tendency to jump to conclusions when put under a tremendous amount of stress. He had the sneaking suspicion that this definitely would not bring forth anything relatively helpful. He gestured for her to stand up and share her opinion. He had his doubts but still held onto the hope that she would suggest something that would benefit the entire class.