It wouldn't be long before they connected the dots. "How did you know?" Lance swallowed.
"Oh don't worry." Jodge waved him off. "You're not the one who disrupted the time-continuum"What? What was he saying?Lance raised a brow. "Who did?"Jodge hesitated. "Word has it someone cast a spell wrongly, but it has been rectified." Then his eyes brightened. " That's one of the reasons I love this place"Lance heaved a sigh of relief.So what had happened to him then?"Right" Lance said. "But I've not seen you before? You're new?""Yeah. Transferred from Pentagon College actually."Lance frowned. "Why? Pentagon is another good magic school , next to Wiccan.""Let's just say, their spells and magic teachings got too boring and safe for me and I had to leave. Wiccan offers more inspiring challenges as I've come to realize. I love the risks involved here, they are more dangerous...trains you to be a thorough magician."Lance nodded. "In a way I guess""Come on, let's be friends.. I mean I know your little secret already, and it's safe with me"His little secret? Fear knocked into Lance's head at the boy's statement, he grabbed his hand and pulled him along to a corner, pushing him aside. "What do you mean? What do you know?""Relax..I just know you were somehow affected by the time-continuum"Lance heart skipped a beat, and he swallowed.Jodge knew. Who else knew?"What else do you know?""Nothing else... I overheard your conversation with the other dude back at the Lyceum. And so I guessed.""Well, I'm glad you guessed, because you guessed wrong." Lance said, his heart still in his stomach."Maybe "Jodge smiled. "Come on buddy. I heard today is one of those risky days, as will be the rest of our time here." He put a hand across Lance's shoulder, --who was still trying to place all the boy had said-- and they both walked into the classroom.The Classroom had milk-ash walls and polished brown steel desks with chairs.There was a raised dias, fixed black cupboards on the walls housing instruments, specimens and assortments of potions.A lecturer was already in class, a fair woman in her 30s was seated on an arm chair on a small raised dias, and she observed everyone and everything from her elevated place and from the rim of her oval glasses."Do well to settle down everyone, we don't have enough time!" She called out to the students who were still hustling for spaces and seats.Lance tried to get away from Jodge as stealthily as he could, taking turns around desks until he located one quite far from the boy.He still did not know what the boy was all about, how he came to know of his secret? His transmigration?He sat down, and luckily for him Jodge hadn't taken notice, and hadn't looked for him either. He seemed to be quite distracted on his own."Alright. I believe this is everyone?" The woman said in her sharp and vociferous voice.A young girl with rose beige skin and long dark-blonde hair stood. Her name was Glenda Barbara and she was the Level rep of the class."No ma. Some are still on their way.. unfortunately"The woman frowned. "We are going to continue nonetheless." She stood from her chair and came down the dias." To begin I'd like to introduce myself." She paused."My name is Miss.Eloise, and I believe you all know what your first spell for today will be?" She turned to Glenda, who was excitedly fidgeting."It was on your timetable was it not?""Yes ma" She replied, smart enough to know Miss.Eloise was not requiring her to reveal anything.She turned back to the class. "So what's the first spell you'll be learning today then ?" She raised a finger, indicating she needed a particular answer, from a choice candidate perhaps.Her eyes swept the class ."I need to know my class consists attentive and smart people, smarter than me I hope. "Then she spotted Lance. "Yes, you handsome. What are we doing?"What the--He looked around disconcertingly at the gazes peering at him.Why did she have to call him out now? Of all people? Was he more conspicuous and noticeable than all the other students here?'Ashhh' He wanted to scream.Just when he was beginning to avoid the limelight, and avoid being noticed. Knowing in one way or another he was part, and a big key to what had transpired the other day.What was he going to say now? It already looked like everyone else knew this asides him. Had the “ Lance“ in this world lost that memory when he transmigrated?"I.. umm...Water spell?" He finally surmised.The other level-Two students laughed at him, but Jodge did not, he smiled, along with Glenda who looked at Lance like she hadn't seen him before."Oh dear. Are you sure you're a Level student here?" She said, heading to the other end of the classroom.No, he sort of wasn't. He thought to himself."Well then who knows?" She asked."The Fire spell" Another student answered."Great...This is one of the important spells we teach here and as all of us had seen beforehand, it most times constitutes the very first and crucial final level examination"Liam came into the Classroom then . His black hair was a curly mess, as it looked like he was in a hurry to not miss out on one of the most important spell lessons.He found Lance and shuffled to where he was, taking a seat beside him ."Where have you been? And what took you so long? I woke up and I didn't see you" Lance asked him."You wouldn't believe me if I told you" Liam answered. His eyes showed a lack of sleep along with his disconcerted look."Try me" Lance replied, trying at the same time to pay attention to what Miss.Eloise was mixing in a small black bowl. She held a yellow flower that had teeth-like projections.The plant was quite strange enough."The professor had me summoned during the early hours of the morning." Liam said.Lance's heart skipped two beats. "The professor? Professor Trevor?!" He said, a bit too loudly, drawing Miss.Eloise's attention. "Can you guys quiet it over there pls?" She glared at them briefly before continuing her mixing. "Why, why did he call you?" Lance whispered. His heart was pounding irrationally now, and he hoped Liam hadn't divulged any secret or leaked anything about what happened the night before. He still feared to think what would happen if he was discovered to have had something to do with the altercation, wether he caused it or not. Deportation was most probable and likely the case. Back to the life he hated and abhorred. He was much better off here. Or was he?Liam responded."He asked if there was something I needed to tell him . He thought I couldn't say it there in the Lyceum because I was nervous and worried. So he had to call me into his office and ask me about yesterday." Lance swallowed. He had been forced to do that a lot lately. Did the Professor alre
Jodge sauntered across the gravel floor on Lance's right. Liam walked at the left side, tugging his purple fabric belt tighter, the purple sky clear and ominous ahead of them. They were five minutes into their journey towards the lake. "It would have been more tolerable if they let us eat our last meals, and to our satisfaction before sentencing us to our inevitable deaths. Wiccan is yet the dumbest school I've ever seen. I mean what kinda school is after their students lives?."Frank kept at their backs, him and Glenda who was also a distance away, a solemn, brooding expression on her face. "Wiccan is actually the best. You won't know that since you haven't been to any other school yet." Jodge frowned at Liam. Liam looked at him like he was about to start an argument he knew nothing about and wouldn't like the outcome. "What did you tell Professor Trevor?" Lance whispered to Liam, deciding to intervene in the argument that was about to erupt. He would rather opt for some peace a
"He has a point " Frank said, speaking for the second time. "It's not a good point." Liam said. "I didn't think you were a scaredy-cat Jodge. I think we should split up, that way we can be done before the time is up. " Jodge seemed impatient enough to come back at Liam, but then he quelled. "I am not scared, but if you guys insist, then let's go our separate ways" " Who is taking this one then?" Glenda asked. There was silence among them for a brief moment, as they looked anxiously at each other."I'll take it" Lance said. "You guys move on" They all nodded and headed out in opposite directions. "Alright. It's me and you dear Liburnum. You better treat me right " Lance muttered when the others had gone off. He exhaled deeply, then crouched beside the plant. It was small in stature, slender and beautiful, almost docile.How could such a thing be that deadly?But it's teeth were long and colorful needle-like spikes, and could reach as far as even the receptacle.And what was eve
"Sorry Miss. Eloise, I'm trying--""Clear your mind of every worry and distraction. Empty it and Focus. Feel the fire, and let it hear your summons, your call, then channel it through with the hand gesture. "Lance tried again, and he was able to clear his head. And when he did so, the emblems surged within him and then he made the pattern as instructed. A slow movement to the right, left,then a final circular motion and the fire appeared on his fingertips. And he wanted to jump for joy. "Good." Miss. Eloise said, moving on to the next person till everyone had yellow emblems snaking away at their fingertips, some looking like blackened scarecrows on fire.He tried to keep the tiny flame alive but it kept flickering out so much that it started annoying him. Jodge who had gotten his right as well, caught Lance's gaze and gave a smug grin. Then in a flash of a moment, his fire had morphed into a small ball and he hurled it towards Lance. "What the--!" Lance exclaimed and swerved
"What are we looking for exactly?" Frank asked. "I asked the ones who were affected and got treated, they said the physicians at the medic center used an antidote that was prepared here. The Nummix antidote" Glenda whispered, straining her eyes to spot what they were looking for in the dark, to no avail. "Right. And we could have just gone to the medic unit, since it's there. Logical enough. I don't see why no one thought of that""I think it's here. It must have been brought back obviously because what's from the Apothecary stays in the Apothecary, you should know that." Glenda said. "So what are we looking at exactly?" Frank said"A black glass jar like the Nummix." Frank said."I honestly didn't sign up for this, what if we get--" . "Being a girl again huh?"Glenda interjected. "It's not about being a girl, I have to say what I'm feeling! " Frank retorted. "Can you guys quiet it down and quit bickering all the time " Jodge said. And they searched on in silence for a while, th
"""""Jodge heard it too, and he had stood quietly from his seat, trying not to alert anyone and look conspicuous as he went in search of the voice. He left the back entrance to the Lyceum, reaching the small room that was divided into two hallways. One on the right led to the various Forts, and the other on the left, to the deeper parts of the Wiccan fortresses. The one on the left had grey-stone walls similar to a labyrinth and had dimly lit lamps in their sconces fixed to the wall. It interested him mostly because it was off limits to students, and he'd not being there yet. Then he heard it again. "Jodddgggee" And he shivered, in a way that felt good. The voice was faint, light, and distant,and it was coming from the hallway with grey-stones. He looked back for any chance of someone lurking around or having followed him, then he ventured into the passage. He took a torch, then thought better of it and dropped it back. The path was lit enough for him to see. On the walls w
"You're going to have to focus " Liam said for the first time since their arrival at the valley. "I'm trying." He cleared his mind again, like Miss. Eloise had instructed and the fire stayed after a few trials. "Good. That's progress. Now try to grow the fire. It doesn't require much... just focus again, and tell the fire what you desire it to do, and it'll obey you" Lance closed his eyes and tried again to focus. And for a moment, he wondered what was going on back at his place, if anyone still remembered him? His colleagues at work and the manager who had sacked him. That was just about everyone he knew in his life, after his parents left the world. Perhaps his parents had only transmigrated to another world? Like he had done... and he could find them? Maybe he only had to search for the world they were in and he'd find them. There was no need. A deep part of him knew they were gone forever. He tried to focus back on the task at hand, only he couldn't feel anything again."L
He checked for any indication of someone else being awake, but it was only an occasional stir from Lance on his bed, and grunting. When he was satisfied he wouldn't be caught or followed, he went out of the dorm and down to the lobbyroom which was also empty. The metal door to the Lyceum and other Forts were locked. Luckily for him, Fort A was the only fort that had naturally open access to the labyrinth as it was on the left side, opposite the entrance to the lobbyroom.He tiptoed across the floor to the hallway, and then paused to check for voices, or signs of any staff still awake, or even the professor. But there was no voice. It had stopped calling his name. And the hall was empty. And so he went into the labyrinth. He took one of the torches this time around and continued on his way. He had gotten to the place where he hid before, the caved in boulders, when he saw the faint glow. Then he came upon a rocky open space, where the glow was brightest, where it was actually
As everyone was reeling from the shock of the exploded bodies and trying to wipe off some of the fluids from their body, Lance got up hastily and then barked at the female healer to tell him where Glenda was kept."Where is Glenda?! Tell me now!" he demanded, his voice filled with urgency and fear.The female healer sighed and then stood. "She's at a safe place, trust me, Lance".With gritted teeth, Lance replied to her, "Show me!"."Follow me". She said while Lance followed her gingerly. As Lance and the female healer arrived at the door, they unlocked it with a key and stepped inside. The room was one of the medical storage rooms where students' potions and herbs were kept in glass jars neatly stored on shelves. The air in the room smelled of strong herbal concoctions, creating a dense mist effect that engulfed everything within the room. The shelves were lined up against the walls from floor to ceiling, filled with clear bottles of colors that had labels with handwritten inscript
The healer cast one more look at Mara, Liam, and Frank before everyone separated to go clean up. Lance who had been long in deep thought, murmured frequently as he strode back to the guest room.He was already perturbed about Glenda and the incident he had witnessed today. He was so long lost in thought that he didn't recall how he stood in front of the guest room.Unbeknownst to him, as he continued to move forward, his friends - Mara, Liam, and Frank - followed behind him, giving each other strange looks.Liam cleared his throat and called out to Lance. "Lance, where's the black wand?"Lance was slightly startled as he turned with a frown toward Liam to answer his question, but before he could utter a word, he saw the coldness in Liam's expression that immediately caught his attention. And as much as he tried to ignore it, something inside him knew that there was something deeply wrong with his friend.Liam paused for a moment before finally asking again, "Lance, tell us where is th
As Mr. Pineton and Mr. Drew ran for their lives, their hearts pounded in their chests and sweat dripped down their faces. They could hear Einstein's twisted laughter behind them, driving them forward with fear and desperation. Suddenly, a burst of energy erupted from Einstein's twisted body, propelling him forward with lightning-fast speed."NO!" Mr. Pineton screamed as he watched Einstein close the distance between them. He could see the burnt and twisted flesh of Einstein's body, and it made his stomach turn with revulsion.Einstein cackled maniacally as he reached out with a gnarled hand and flicked it in the air. Mr. Pineton and Mr. Drew felt a blast of energy hit them like a lightning bolt, sending them tumbling to the ground with a sickening thud.Pain seared through their bodies as they struggled to get back up, but they were paralyzed with fear. Mr. Pineton watched in horror as the vial slipped from his grasp and rolled away, coming to a stop at the feet of the monster and foe
The masked male healer had walked out of the room in a hurry, a sense of urgency in his steps."Stupid... Stupid... Stupid". He muttered to himself as he walked in hasty steps. As he diverted to another corridor, he heard the sound of little footsteps following him. He stopped abruptly and hid beside a door, waiting to see who was following him.Seconds ticked by as he waited and then the footsteps stopped and then began to retreat. The male healer could feel a sense of relief wash over him as he let out a deep breath. But as he turned to leave, a glint of evil flashed in his eyes. He tore off the mask on his face, revealing his scarred visage, and rubbed his eye, the patchy and rough surface feeling uncomfortable."Foolish child, trying to follow me," he muttered to himself. He repeated the words several times, his voice growing louder and more angry with each repetition. His frustration was palpable as he pulled out the clump of fake blonde hair he wore, that had gotten tangled in
As the door burst open, the group's eyes widened with shock as they took in the scene before them. The room was in complete disarray, with furniture overturned and papers scattered across the floor. At the center of the chaos, Lance was straddling a boy on the ground, his fist raised high in the air as though he was ready to deliver a devastating blow.Mara, Frank, and Liam, rushed into the room and immediately tried to assess the situation. The female healer quickly rushed over to the boy on the ground who was whimpering in pain, examining his forehead and gently applying pressure to the wound to stem the bleeding. Miss Eloise let out a high-pitched shriek as she took in the scene before her, her hands flying up to cover her mouth in shock. "What in the world is happening here?" she exclaimed, her eyes darting between Lance and the wounded boy. "What on earth is going on here?" she demanded, her eyes flitting from Lance to the boy on the ground and back again.Prof. Craig gave Lan
As Lance walked through the corridors of the guest room, the early morning sunlight was already streaming in through every corners of the school. As he turned to a corner, he saw Frank and Liam already awake and waiting for him, both leaning on the wall.He was startled on seeing them appear here so fast while he had left them in the room, asleep with Miss Eloise. He blinked his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming and proceeded to walk closer to them.Frank and Liam turned to look at Lance, their usual smiling and cheerful air around them was gone and was replaced with an emotionless look. Lance narrowed his eyes in suspicion as he stopped advancing toward them.Before he could say anything, Liam quickly engulfed him in a tight embrace. But something was off. Liam's body was oddly cold and Lance frowned in confusion.Frank then spoke up, his voice serious and concerned. "Lance, why did you leave without waking us up? We're supposed to stick together, remember?"Lance looked between
The torches cast flickering shadows on the dark school walls as Lance, Miss Eloise, Mr. Chaney, and two other teachers made their way back to their respective chambers. Lance shuddered as he felt a chill down his spine and looked around at the deserted and empty school grounds, which were now eerily quiet. The usual sounds of students laughing and chatting were replaced by a haunting silence and the only sounds heard were their footsteps which softly echoed through the stone floor. Lance sighed deeply and said, "It's so strange to see the school like this, Miss Eloise. It feels so deserted and cold."Miss Eloise nodded and replied, "Yes, Lance. It's all thanks to that evil Einstein who orchestrated this chaos."As they walked, they encountered a few students who mumbled greetings and rushed back to their dorms. Lance noticed that the students looked scared and worried, and their hurried footsteps echoed in the empty corridors. "It's like everyone's afraid to be out," he muttered.Mr
Mr. Einstein's face was a haunting sight that Lance would never forget. The once familiar features of his science teacher were now twisted beyond recognition. His skin was mottled with burns and scars, as though he had been through a fire. One of his eyes was tightly closed, the lid burned away, while the other was a bright, angry red that seemed to be staring directly into Lance's soul.But it was Mr. Einstein's mouth that sent a shiver down Lance's spine. The twisted grin on his lips revealed several missing teeth, adding to his already horrific features. The corners of his mouth were stretched unnaturally wide, almost as if they were tearing at the seams. It was a smile that held no joy or warmth, but rather a malevolent pleasure at the fear he was instilling in those around him.As Mr. Chaney turned to see what had caused Lance's gasp of horror, his eyes widened at the sight of his colleague. He was clearly taken aback by the disfigured state of Mr. Einstein, but his concern for h
The female healer, alongside Prof. Craig, Lance, and Mr. Chaney, made their way toward the teacher's chambers. The school was previously bustling with the sounds of students' laughter and chatter, but now it was eerily quiet due to the strange illness that had spread throughout the school.They greeted a few teachers who were walking along the corridor, but the atmosphere was tense and anxious. The teachers cast wary glances in their direction, especially to Lance, the group could sense the fear and worry in the air amongst these teachers.As they approached Prof. Blackwood's door, Prof. Craig raised his hand to knock. As Prof. Craig's knuckles landed twice on Prof. Blackwood's door, there was nothing but silence. Worried, he knocked harder and called out Prof. Blackwood's name. When there was still no reply, Prof. Craig's expression turned panicky."We need to get in there," he said, turning to Mr. Chaney, Lance, and the female healer. "We can't afford to waste any more time."Mr. C