Cursed Sword

C1: the sword

Ancient history, I like the subject, but man Mr. Jonson is so damn bad at teaching. Sitting in the back of the class trying not to doze off, it wasn't that the material was dull just Mr.jonson's way of teaching it to us, he had the most monotone voice I have ever heard. Al threw a wad of paper onto my desk. I opened it, it read "yo want to hang after school?"

I looked towards him 3 rows up, he had good aim, he was facing the front so I got my phone out and sent a message "sounds good."

The bell rang releasing the students for the day. Everyone began to pack up and leave in two's and three's heading home or to hang out like I was, me and Al walked to the class across the hall, he poked his head in.

"Hey, Sam want to hang out with me and fin?"

"I can't I have work today."

"Ok well, maybe some other time?"

"I'd like that."

We started towards the back entrance of the school past the vending machine that always seemed to be out of order.

"So al, where do you wanna go?"

"I was thinking we could go look at the abandoned buildings downtown, and see if we can get into them, what do you think?"

"Sounds fun, lets stop by my dorm we can drop our bags and get some snacks first," I said changing directions heading towards the dormitory. We climbed the stairs, the elevator had broken 3 times in the last two months and no one wanted to use it anymore my room was on the top floor.

We got to the door and I fumbled my keys trying to get the right one, I got the right key and let us in, I have never been big on decorating so despite living here for almost four months, my room isn't boring, I would argue that it is just very clean and organized.

"Dude, I gave you some posters to put up cuz' your room was so boring what did you do with them?" al asked looking around for them, the posters in question hade been of girls in bikinis, not my style so I just put them in my closet and forgot about them

"I think they're in the closet, you can have m' back if you want, I'm not going to hang them up."

"Why not, they look so sexy man."

"Because you and sam hang out in my room all the time, sam won't go to yours cuz' of all the posters you got and she won't let anyone in her room."

"Ok you make a good point, lets go I want to explore me some abandoned buildings!"

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"Al this is not as cool as I thought it would be there's nothing here."

"Ya, this is a huge disappointment."

"Well, I'm going to head home."

"Hay fin don't forget we have a math test tomorrow."

"Damn I haven't studied for it gues I'm going to try and cram tonight then, see you tomorrow."

I left the shell of an office building behind and when to the bus station, the American University Preparatory School's dorms were on the edge of LA and it was about a 20-minute bus ride from where I was now.

I got back to my dorm, got my math notebook out, and started reviewing, 10 minutes later I was watching funny cat videos, I am so going to fail this test. I got up and decided to go on a walk, there are a few trails near the school that lead into a barren area with nothing but scraggly plants and cacti, I took my headlamp and picked a random trail.

After about 40 minutes of hiking, something off to the side of the trail was softly glowing, as soon as I saw it, it vanished, I walked off the trail towards where the light had been.

I ended up in a depression you couldn't see from the trail, I looked around- nothing, no light, then my headlamp reflected off something I went to look at it it was metal I looked closer and saw an old very dirty metal door.

After I clean off the door enough to find the handle and pull it open, it was a bunker and it looked like I was the only person to enter in a very long time there were no footprints in the dust on the floor and no graffiti.

I found a bunch of cool rooms, my favorite was either the armory or a storage area it had green wooden crates with big white numbers and letters on them.

I opened one of the crates and found WWII rifles, this is so cool I have to bring Sam and Al here tomorrow. I opened another crate and found ammunition, I kept opening them, one held a Japanese sword, a katana, I picked it up.

Kill.

I whirled around to find the person that had whispered in my ear, there was no one there.

Kill.

Was I hearing things?

Give me blood. Kill.

I unsheathed the sword, terrified, looking around, as soon as the blade was out of the sheath there was a horrible buzzing in my head, it hurt.

Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill them all.

It was louder than before, I looked at the sword and slammed it back into its sheath

Kill.

Quieter, and the buzzing was gone, I put the sword down and backed up, laughter, horrible, evil laughter in my head.

I won't be silenced so easily, child.

My arm grabbed the katana, I ran, I was unable to drop it, I ran, as fast as possible, back to my dorm, up to my room, and slammed the door, I forced my hand to let go of the katana, it dropped I nudged it into the closet and put boxes on top of it closed and barricaded the closet.

Laughter, in my head, great rumbling laughter.

Why are you scared, child? Come pick me up, and kill someone.

"Wh-who are you?"

I am the cursed Muramasa. Please kill, I'm so very thirsty.

"No."

I will give you so much if you just kill with me, strength beyond any human.

"I don't want it."

If you don't kill with me you will go insane and kill your friends, kill someone you hate.

"Be quiet and I will think about it."

Three days, if you do not kill someone by then I will drive you to insanity.

"Just shut up already." I sat at my desk and turned on my laptop, and googled the cursed Muramasa, the story behind the sword is cool but very dark, I shut my PC down and went to sleep.

My dreams were of a strange figure staring at me and nothing more, when I woke up I called in sick, I planned to research katanas.