Note:For the sake of better reading, I'd be changing the tense to past tense. “You seriously can't jeopardize your life because of me,” our science teacher yelled in fear. “Who says I care about my life!”Once again, Dale was attempting to go for the kill with a gun aimed at the man's head. Sure he doesn't care about his life, but I didn't come here to die because of him.“Hey, cut it out, if you want to die so badly then go ahead and shoot yourself already,” I urged him. He clicked his tongue, and the gun in his hand began to waver as he seemed to have a change of heart. How the hell did he get a gun in the first place? I'm certain we weren't allowed to leave with our practice guns because they were real. “Perhaps y'all aren't sick of this dump but I am, this place is damn suffocating,” he yelled. “A teacher's life is at stake,” a voice suddenly echoed, “students are requested to neutralize the threat in three minutes otherwise face capital punishment.”Three minutes?Do they
I'm eager to know what it is and how it works, although I suspect it to be a punishment room, I doubt there's anyone who'd like to be sent there, but– that guy had a smile on his face despite being dragged off like a dog, that's not a normal reaction no matter how I look at it. Something's fishy. I should probably check it out later. “Woah- You made this Miguel?”Hmm!On my way out, I noticed a small crowd of boys and a few girls gathered around as they cheered with admiration. “I guess that makes peeping in the girl's locker room an easy job,” one of the onlookers said. “What kind of perv are you?” the girls scolded him.Curious about the uproar, I joined them and discovered this Miguel person built a mini drone, or should I call it a spy cam? “What about a clock, can you build that?” I asked. Miguel paused and then shook his head. That's odd. I'm certain someone like him would certainly have no problems with building a clock just to tell time, so what could the problem be? “
It was a small room with nails on the wall, and thin threads that could cut through anything surrounding the place, making it difficult for anyone to move, but something about this place put me off. Hmm! What's that?The guards took the tray from my hands and presented it to Dale through a small hole.Dale looked like quite the mess with cuts all over his face and he looked quite hungry, a bit displeased to see me, but I was more than thrilled to see him again since the both of us had a little unfinished business. “Let's go,” one of the guards said to me.“Excuse me, sir, I'd like to speak with him if you don't mind,” I said to the guard who exited the room without hesitation, meanwhile Dale took his time poking his meal, the meal I sacrificed for him. Dale glanced at his food and then smiled, “would you like to share?” He asked while he pushed the tray back at me.I sighed, there was no way I'd refuse such goodwill, I was hungry as well so I couldn't possibly refuse this generous
Well, that wasn't so difficult after all. “You look excited.”“Hmm?” It wasn't until I heard Tasha's voice that I realized she was in my room. I'm tempted to ask why but then again, there's Ethan. “How was he?”“He looked a little unhappy to see me,” I answered. “Well I bet he does, he probably wasn't expecting anyone to show up, you made the right call tho ugh.”Like the others, Ethan couldn't care less about Zane but I bet he'd want to know more if I told him about what happened, I'd like to see for myself if what he said was true or false, that be useful in preventing our real enemy from finding out. It's about time I start finding a way out of this place. “Well I'm got to bed, if anything happens then wake me up, if nothing does then just let me sleep,” I said to the both of them as I headed straight to bed. Although, that wasn't the plan. One–Three–Five–Seven–Seven hours into my sleep, I woke up. While I clouded my mind with thoughts to keep me half awake, I also cons
“What's going on?” The class murmurs. Tension hung around our necks as if they were ropes, and the students, gathered in the classroom as we waited for our teacher who unfortunately did not show up, at that moment, we knew something was about to happen.“Attention students,” Mrs. Baker's voice sounded around the classroom and immediately everyone quieted down as we awaited to hear what she had to say. “I get the gist, you're all panicked and confused, we understand, however, the school has concluded that we may be putting too much pressure on you, as a result, we would acknowledge allowing the students to have a day off.” How funny her words sounded, I couldn't help but frown in confusion. The same school that had imprisoned us inside a building and forced us to die was sympathizing with us after one of their teachers just died. “What an obvious lie,” I chuckled. Still-As I looked around I found my classmates all cheered up and glad at their say-off, I wished I could be as happy
A day ago. “You want me to make an Orexin receptor antagonist? Why?” Felicia asked with surprise. As much as I'd like to tell her the reason, I can't afford to screw up my plan, thanks to Dale's help I was able to gather a little information, “whatever happens, do not fall asleep.”His words still echoed in my mind as if I had just told him about this. Now I could see the reason why he said that something big was going to happen while we were asleep and I wouldn't want to take any risk no matter what it was, hopefully, I could convince Felicia to agree with me. “If you can't make it then that's fine, I’ve got nothing against you, it's just that I've been having a lot of nightmares recently and I would like to stay awake just for tonight,” I explained. “Hmm-”Although she didn't look too convinced by my words I could tell she was giving it a thought which was good for me. “But still, do you have any idea what those drugs can do to”“It's just for today, please, I need it,” I begg
The question wasn't just a bluff. When I thought it was the school decided to reward me with a poll with my classmates names on it and it seemed to me like it was just numbered down to the total of the people in the room with me, no pictures just names. They wanted us to choose who we wanted to kill, they wanted to turn us into murderers.“This is crazy, there's no way they want us to kill someone right,” Ethan asked as he trembled. “Unfortunately, I don't think they're just messing with us,” I answered. “The hell-” Ethan suddenly turned away and wrapped his arms around his stomach. I could hear him try to force himself to throw up but it didn't sound like things were going too well for him. Poor guy must have probably swallowed his vomit. “What- what are you going to do now Ande?” I looked at the list I had to choose from once again, I'm certain not everyone would choose the same person I'm choosing right. “Wait! What if!”Knowing what to do I quickly punched in my answer a
Rope climbing, As easy as it may have sounded, I've spent my whole life climbing trees so I'm guessing it should be just about the same- hopefully.A quick look at the start to finish line and my brain already got a reset, as high as it may be fact is, this is our only way out. “Damn, it's pretty high,” I murmured. “It's a miracle we could even get the ropes to reach that high.” “Relax, I'm sure we got this,” Ethan said. “Is everyone ready?” Ready or not, I'm not sure we even have a choice, the tide was rising at an incredible speed to the point where it's almost at my knee. “All I have to do is get on the other side,” I tried to convince myself. Perhaps it was the fear of the unknown or just speculation but something didn't feel right and I could feel it at the tip of my tongue, it wasn't just like the school to make this easy, besides, Dale wouldn't have intentionally wanted to sit this trial out if it were so easy. Something big was waiting for us.“Let's move people,” Etha