The Essence of Madness
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  • Reads 124
  • Votes 5
  • Parts 5
  • Time 58m
Ongoing, First published Dec 17, 2011
Seven troubled high school students are sent into a world of chaos as one of their group dies in the the town's annual haunted maze. Soon, the rest of them begin to die as well, but it is unclear how. Is someone after them? Is God punishing their wrongs? Are they killing themselves off? No one knows what to agree on, no one knows what they should do, but everyone knows that soon, no one will be left. Between hallucinations, near death events, and being blamed for murders that even you're unsure if you are the culprit of or not, it is amazing how quickly the essence of madness can engulf someone.
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High School. A virtual hell to every pimple covered, greasy haired, knowledge loving kid who walks the halls of the institution. Only a very proud few manage to rise among the ranks to become "the cool kids," snagging the lucky fate of living the best years of their lives up through the twelfth grade. We'll just not tell them what happens after they graduate. In ten years, when the kid the football team swirlied is their boss, they'll realize that it probably would have been better to not be cool when they were teens. But that doesn't matter now. Why you ask? I'll tell you. My name is Bridge, which isn't short for Bridgette, if you were wondering. My parents were assholes when they were younger, I guess. It could have been worse; at least I'm not a piece of fruit or an airline. Unique names can kiss my little undead butt. Oh yeah, that. I'm also dead. No need to apologize—it's not your fault, unless you're the pile of crap who murdered me. If so, could you fill me in on what happened? I'd really like to know how my life ended. The last thing I remember is going out for a milkshake and then, poof! I was here. Where is here, you ask? If you ask any of the adults, it's Harrison's Preparatory Institution for the Gifted and Unknown. If you ask any of the students, it's Hell Hall. That's right, bitches; high school is now back in session.