Halloween-Chapter I (1)

THE CENTRAL WING & NEAR THE CAFETERIA K-5

The high school seemed so deserted which was unusual since the school was very overcrowded. You couldn’t even walk from one hallway to the other without being able to get to your class on time. Regardless if lots of people walked outside to their classes to change wings, it was still crowed inside. That’s why it was so unusual.

It was Halloween that day and my very first Halloween in high school. I was a freshman during then and never did I think about something happening while I was in school. I used to think about how the schools I went to wouldn’t have anything horrible happen to them but things sometimes go the opposite way of how you want them to go.

That’s what happened that day on Halloween as I was a freshman. It was both a frightening and terrible experience that I never thought I’d live to tell even after five years later. I didn’t know if I was going to survive.

The day started out good up until second period which was when I had health in the cafeteria called K-5 which was located near the Central Wing and if you continued to take a left where that wing was, it would take you to the North Wing or if you took a right instead, it would take you to the South Wing which was where both my homeroom and period one class was.

In health, we didn’t discuss anything too major. Our teacher Ms. Manzella just talked about what steroids do to you and it has lots of bad effects. It was exactly 9:16 am when I asked her if I could use the bathroom. How could I forget that time, especially when it saved my life that time.

The only close bathroom that was opened up was in the Central Wing. In order to use the bathroom, you had to give the lady your ID card and leave it with her and then take it when you exited the bathroom to go back to class.

I remembered walking to that wing and unclipping my ID card which stated that my name was Laurie Birkin. I handed the lady my ID card and went into the bathroom. To my surprise, it was completely empty. It was strange since a lot of girls liked to go into the restrooms during class.

Some of the doors to the stalls were broken so you couldn’t close them but I found one that closed and locked. And then as I was going to exit the bathroom, I heard what sounded like an announcement over on the speakers in the classrooms and hallways.

I didn’t catch what was being said. Quickly, I ran over to the bathroom door and opened up the door a little bit to see what was going on. Everyone was rushing out of the classrooms and hallways and out of the school. What was going on?

“It’s just another stupid fire drill. It’ll pass.” I said to myself. I closed the door and decided to hang out in the bathroom until the fire drill ended and everything went back to normal.

I took off the red thing around my neck that I used to clip on the ID card and placed it on the window sill. I kept telling myself that this fire drill should end soon.

Two minutes turned into five minutes. Five minutes turned into ten and then I grew tired and bored and waiting for the fire drill to end. How come no one was going back to class? Was there a fire?

“That’s it, I’m leaving.” I said, opening the door to the bathroom. It was strange how the lady who sat at a desk writing in the names of people who used the restrooms wasn’t there. The ID cards were there but no one was.

I knew that I was going to get caught in be in trouble if a teacher saw me out in the hall without an ID, a pass, and for not being in class now. But I wanted to check if people went back to their classrooms.

I took slow footsteps towards the closest classroom. The door was opened as usual and when I went to check to see if anyone was in there, no one was there.

“Hello?” I called out. “Anyone there?”

No answer and of course there was no answer; the room was empty. I walked over to the next room and then the other until I checked them all. They were vacant too.

Where was everyone?

To my surprise, the second and third floors were vacant too. Next, I had to check the East, North, and South wings. If no one was there and I was the only one there, what would happen?

SMALL POLICE STATION NEAR CENTRAL WING

In a little area near the Central Wing, there was a small police station. The square windows were covered by the white blinds being pulled down. Across the window in bold black letters was POLICE STATION. Multiple policemen worked inside there and roamed the halls of the buildings while cameras all over the four buildings captured every movement.

I checked to see if the wooden door was opened and it was unlocked. I turned the knobbed, hoping that at least one police officer would be in there.

The door creaked open and I stepped inside, my brown eyes scanning the little police station. Papers were neatly stacked in a black file organizer placed on desks. There was a telephone that was plugged in the wall and it wasn’t cordless. When you used the school phones, you had to dial the first number in your area code twice. My area code was “973” so at school, I had to dial “9973”.

A TV hung on the wall like in every classroom and possibly the gyms. There was nothing else in here, not even one person. I sighed. Maybe everyone left but then why didn’t anyone look for me? Why didn’t my second period teacher come and search for me?

Thoughts clouded inside my mind and I could not answer them yet. All I wanted to know was what was going on and why I was the only person in here.

“Ah! Someone help me!” There was a very unmerciful scream coming from near by. The voice sounded loud so I knew it was nearly and the voice belonged to a female.

Maybe if I hurried, I could help this person with whatever was worth screaming over. I just ran out of the police station and stopped dead in my tracks. Which way did the scream come from?

“No! Help me!” There was the scream again. It came from all the way down the hall, down the ramp, and over to the North Wing. Something was happening to the North Wing and that’s where the scream was coming from.

I made my way to the North Wing and had to decide whether to stay on the first floor or go to the second or third floor. I was so sure that it was coming from the first floor.

“Oh god, please stop it! Go away!

Another scream occurred and crying and pleading followed afterwards.

As I walked through the hall in the North Wing, I listened for the voices, hoping to find out where it was occurring and I just hoped that I could help this person but why where they screaming ”Please stop! Go away!”?

NORTH WING-RM. N112: FIRST FLOOR

Room N112 came up soon enough and I entered. From the moment I lingered in the doorway of that room, I knew that it was the wrong thing to do. I could smell the fresh blood and I even saw it near the entrance of the room. The blood was dark red. I knew it was fresh blood.

I put my hand over my mouth to block out the smell. It wasn’t that bad of a smell but I hated the smell of blood or anything like it.

‘Do I dare to enter the room?’ I thought to myself. What else could be in that room?

“Oh my god!” I gasped, nearly exclaiming to myself as I entered the room slowly. I was both sick to my stomach and frightened by what I saw.

On the tiled floor was more blood and a girl who looked no more than seventeen. Her dark hair was short and her clothes were a dark color. I noticed that seven stab wounds were on her stomach and chest and her arms were bloody and slashed. She made no sudden movement or any movement at all. Unfortunately, she was dead.

“Who did this to her?” I asked myself in a whisper. I was trembling. I had to leave this room, the building, and then the school grounds and get help fast.

I didn’t move at all or turn around to head out. Now that I look back at it, I should have ran out of the room but I didn’t and it was a horrible mistake. Suddenly, I felt deep breathing down the back of my neck. That’s when it occurred to me that I wasn’t the only one here. Someone else was but whom?

‘Should I turn around and face what horrors lie behind me or should I just stand there?” I thought. I didn’t know what to do. It was scaring me greatly.

The person didn’t talk or mumble anything. Somehow to me, they seemed like they knew what they were doing. Was this person going to kill me like this girl? I cried silently inside as all I could stare at was the bloody, dead girl.

After what seemed like a few minutes later, I felt something metal, sharp and cold touch my left bare arm. I flinched from the cold, metallic touch. Soon enough, I felt pain. The object was very sharp and I felt it penetrate my fair skin. A warm sensation followed and I knew that it was blood. I winced from the pain and it went away a minute later.

That’s when I turned around staggered backwards, afraid of the person behind me. The person tripped me as I turned around. I fell to the floor on my back. I then looked up at the person. It was a man. He had on a dark blue outfit, a white horror mask on, and a knife covered with blood was in his right hand. I couldn’t tell what his facial expression was.

My heart began pounding really fast. I was more than terrified. I thought about whether he was going to kill me or not. What was I going to do?

To be continued…