“I'm here to deliver breakfast to Dale.”Unlike before, the guards who stood guarding Dale's somewhat prison felt different, I couldn't put my teeth on it but I could have sworn they weren't the same people. Despite hearing my words they were on guards, I didn't need to see the face behind that mask to know that. “So I'll just go-”Suddenly their weapons were directed towards me as if they considered me a threat, no I'm certain they did. “Student Dale is to no longer expect visitors,” they chorused. That was new information to me, I couldn't help but wonder why such an important detail was only mentioned now of all times. Something felt fishy. I couldn't waste this opportunity with or without their permission, I needed answers, but I had to do so without triggering any suspicions from them. “I see,” I said with a nod, “It'll be such a waste for me to throw these out, everyone has already had their fill, so could you just give it to him instead, I won't bother you two again, promi
The class did not take the news very well.Questions on who, how, and where he died arose, I as well was puzzled by this sudden news, there didn't seem to be any games and yet there was a death, so many possibilities crossed my mind, one of which being suicide, but then if he did commit suicide, the next question I asked myself was where?The kid didn't seem like anyone who I had come across but something about him felt familiar- wait!At last, it finally clicked, who the kid was and where I had met him. I mumbled his name repeatedly as I recalled who he was, “Troy,” yes, it all came back. “Isn't he the kid from yesterday, the one who was crying about not wanting to play.”By the time I had blurted this out, I found everyone staring at me, they looked more freighted than before. “What happened?” I asked confused. “Ande,” Ethan called his hand gripped hard on my shoulder, “you don't think the school killed him because of that right?”Ah! I finally got it, a lot of them were whinin
The room was filled with only the sound of sobbing which came from the ladies who mourned a classmate they hardly knew while the guys and I just stared at the horrifying image before us. Suddenly I felt a bump beside me, it was Everett, “I see he noticed the vent, I'm guessing that means it's only a matter of time before others begin to think of an escape plan as well,” she whispered calmly. “True, but something bothers me, I'm certain the school wouldn't have known he went into the vent before they turned it on right so how did they know he was dying,” I replied. She nodded almost as if she had discovered something. “I've also wondered the same, my guess is they're not just watching us but know where we are as well.”“I'm not certain, and I don't want to jump to conclusions too, let's meet tonight. We have a few things to discuss.”I couldn't sleep, the image of that boy's body was carved deeply into my mind and I couldn't help but feel sick. How many more people would die, when
“It's Dale, isn't it?” I stood still as I could not believe my ears, Zane who walked ahead of me suddenly stopped and turned around. “The person you wish to investigate is Dale isn't it?” He asked again. I wanted to question what his words meant but then I realized that there was no need to deny it, it would only further complicate things and besides, I needed as many people on my side as possible but first I had to find out what it was that Zane was up to. “So what if it is, do you have a problem with that?” “I figured something was wrong, I wanted to quietly investigate things myself but then I realized you and that chick might already know something so I decided to join your little show,” he answered. Now that everything was out of the box there was no need to feign ignorance, if I wanted to escape then what bad is having my enemy on my side for a change? “What do you know about Zane?” I asked. “Hmm? That punk and I used to practically be neighbors, he was always fond of do
“What happened?”When I opened my eyes I was in my room. I'm pretty sure that wasn't where I fell asleep but somehow I ended up here. “How the hell did I get here?” Ethan babbled as he woke up. It seemed to me like I wasn't the only one who went through something crazy, I wish that was our only problem m but there was more. My neck felt stiffened and very uncomfortable, something cold and metallic was around it. "Hey Ethan," I called for his attention but I did not need to explain the situation to him as he instantly reacted with widened eyes and I did as well. "The hell is that collar?" I asked. I was pretty sure it was the same thing on his neck that was on mine. It was exactly like a dog collar save the designs and small screen at the from and back. "This is just getting messed up, now they want to treat us as animals this time? What do they see us as?" Ethan flared. “I don’t know about you but something tells me things are about to get intense,” I said to him Tiredly Eth
“I can't believe that jerk gets to live without his memories, if he can't recall what he did to us then isn't that the same as letting a criminal roam free,” Austin argued with anger. His anger was understandable, I too was pissed and barely holding back from exploding however things were the way they were and there was nothing we could do about it other than to figure out our way around which wasn't going smoothly. The person I wanted to investigate was right before me, I had to revisit my plans. “Well, I still think he might be useful, there might be something, anything at all, a trace that could help us,” Tasha said. “You sure about that, I mean the last thing the school would want to do is to give us a clue about how to escape this hell hole,” I replied. Things had started to look complicated for us, our plan seemed to slowly be coming to shambles as our last hope sank like a stone, and we had arrived back at the drawing board. Just as our gathering began to turn into an a
“Well if it isn't Mr. Anderson, a pleasure to meet you, allow me to introduce myself. I am Mr. Edgar, the Principal of this prestigious school, what I'm about to tell you is quite confidential, I wouldn't like preying ears so forgive my hasty actions.”In all my life, if anyone had told me that I would be meeting with the principal of the school I would simply laugh it off and say, “The principal wouldn't want to meet with someone like myself,” and yet here I was, playing some sort of message from the principal himself. If I could put my feelings in one word then it had to be, “funny.”Surely this was a recorded message directed to me but, “why me.”“Thank you for taking out your time to play this note, Mr Anderson. I can understand just how alarmed you are but do not take this as a threat or problem the reason I am making this video is because I would like to make a deal with you.”“A deal?” I repeated. I didn't like the sound of that but it sounded tempting, I wanted to know what t
I thought he was supposed to have lost his memories or something, the thought that he may have tricked us baffled me greatly, perhaps which is why the moment the barrier between us came undone the first thing I did was to prepare my angry face, one that showed that I wasn't going to be played for a fool however-“How did it go? Did you get any message?” Dale asked. He seemed to be genuinely concerned to know what it was that happened while I was inside the barrier which made me wonder if he was faking it or not. “Enough of the suspicions,” I told myself as I turned to Dale. “Tell me,” I said, “how did you get this device?” The both of them stared at each other for a bit, and then at me, the look on their face seemed to be asking whether or not I wanted to hear about it. “Out with it you two!”“Alright fine,” Zane said, “Dale, you tell him, it isn't something I'd have the pleasure of talking about.”With a face of disgust, he turned away and moved away, it wasn't that far of a di