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||  ☾ Occidendum ☽  ||   (( Ongoing ))

|| ☾ Occidendum ☽ || (( Ongoing ))

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Mystery
"Today is the day..." My mumbles trailed off into space as my mind was more focused on tying up my shoe laces. Once my shoes were laced, I stood up from my chair, aimlessly staring around the room as if I was searching for something long gone. "Wait.. What is today..?" Damn my forgetful mind. My icy cold eyes scanned over to the note on my desk. 'Don't forget Elton's birthday party! Masquerade themed..Mask and present are on the table to your left.' I glanced over to my left. "Ah..! How could I forget that? Thank you past me..!" My deep voice rung out in a joyous tone. Dress shoes clinked against the floor as I made my way over to my oak wood desk, grabbing my needed items before making my way out of the room. "I am such a forgetful lad..Ahah.. Now--.. To the Ballroom!" I paused "Err..Where would that be now..?"
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Detention

We held our breath as we heard footsteps enter the dark room. My heart raced and I covered my mouth to keep from screaming as tears ran down my cheeks. Caleb sat next to me, with obvious fear in his eyes. I knew that the desk couldn't hide us for much longer and that's what scared me the most. The footsteps came closer and they grew louder by the second. I held my breath once I heard the man's footsteps stop. Caleb and I exchanged looks as we sat frozen under the desk. I looked up, trying to listen to the man's actions. Then a gloved hand grabbed the edge of the desk and the man's bloody mask appeared in front of me. He stared at us and chuckled, "Found you." · · · Seven classmates find themselves in detention from breaking the rules at their school. This, of course, isn't their first time in detention but something seemed different. The teacher leaves to do something leaving the kids completely unsupervised which was kind of weird. He usually left some goody two shoes to watch them but this time there was no one except them. Creepy things begin to happen and they find themselves locked in the school. What was this? Time is ticking as they try to find their way out before they end up lying in a puddle of their own blood.

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