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Azi Demonica

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“Me? I thought you were talking about him!” Zenon remarked. But, the dwarf of a teacher said they would head to the admin office. He fetched his laptop, got his earphones on, and opened the computer to turn some music on for himself. Although there was no internet, playing CDs and music files still worked. He played:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a9fBA5uM1pw

While his buds blasted, he took out a small plastic container of black paint and smeared it over and around his eyelids.

Outside was just the field. Whatever killed whoever happened and remained inside the school, presumably. Claudette turned her head when the teacher said the blood was not hers.

“Had a feelin’ ya weren’t hurt, but if there’s a school shooter, we better hurry to someplace with a really thick, locked door and a phone!” Claudette’s guts swam. Her bones felt like jelly. She took a breath as her spine tingled. “Ohh, Jeezuz, this better not end up like Detroit...”

Claudette turned her head. Yet, Zenon seemed unaffected, finished with his face paint, which totally did not fit his cap and orange coat. He wiped his fingers clean with paper, unzipped a coat pocket, closed his laptop, and stuffed half of it in. He kept his right hand near his other coat pocket, where he kept one pocket knife. He took out his iPhone-thing, but it was out of service. Internet did not work.

“Yeah, we go!” Zenon acknowledged Nate’s statement, but the girl seemed focused on her thoughts for now.

Presumably, the students made their way down the hall, with some specks of red at the side where the smurf scuttled from.

“If somethin’ tries to kill us, you’ll take the hit, right, Ms. Blackwell?” Claudette somewhat teased.

Zenon looked to and fro once in a while. “No bodies? No people? Hunh. Where is everyone?”

“I bet bodies are mangled n' stuffed in the lockers,” Claudette somewhat joked as she thought about all those bad horror movies she watched as a kid...

31-Jan-2019 06:34:09 - Last edited on 31-Jan-2019 06:39:53 by Azi Demonica

NotFishing

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Logan Riley

Logan dramatically wheeled around on one foot to face away from the entrance. "Let's go, then." He said, deliberately adding a slight badass-sounding 'edge' to his voice. "There's no time to waste."

And with that he strode out the door and into the hallway, briefly glancing over at the spot where some hooligan had spilled ketchup-

Wait, no, it wasn't ketchup. It was supposed to be blood.

Hey, this reminded him of a dream he had once.

He realized he should be scared, or at the very least nervous, but somehow this situation didn't quite some real to him. Was a murderer on the loose? Was there some sort of accident? A murder suicide, perhaps? Impossible to tell, until they turned that corner... hey, wait a minute.

"Why are we going to the admin office?" He questioned. "Don't we have lockdown procedures in case something like this happens?" Logan did not like the idea of huddling up in a corner with the lights off and the curtains closed, but he had to know why his teacher had decided to ignore a rather important safety protocol. Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

06-Feb-2019 03:39:18 - Last edited on 06-Feb-2019 03:40:58 by NotFishing

George Rozas

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With everyone filing out of the classroom Miss Blackwell had moved back, seemingly counting each student as they left the room before she quickly moved to the front of the group before they could rush off - taking her place as the tip of the spear, so to speak, and leading them down the left corridor. The blotches of blood on the ground were few, but the trail was still clear. However, the pattern suggested that they were drippings - presumably from the blood staining the teacher.

Miss Blackwell didn't immediately reply to any of the questions or comments, not really needing to in the cases of Claudette and Zenon. The former's half-joking comment seemed to be brushed off while Zenon's questions had a very obvious answer that didn't need to be stated - it was long after classes had ended, everyone had long since headed home including most of the teachers. Detention's point, after all, was to remain in school after you would ordinarily go home.

Though if someone were watching closely enough should they have even a side view of her face, Miss Blackwell's expression flinched after hearing the comments, albeit briefly. At the end of the corridor there were a set of double doors that led into the connecting corridor, which they reached by the time Logan spoke up with his question. It was here that the teacher paused with her hand gripping the handle, taking a moment before half turning her head so one eye side-glanced at the group behind her.

" The lockdown procedures work under the assumption that help is on the way, " She said, pulling open the door as the slight echo in the hallway faded out. It wouldn't take much thinking to guess as to why that may be - their phones had no signal, and with school having been out for over an hour there was nearly nobody left in the building, so it was far less likely for anyone to realize there were people huddling in classrooms.

She would pull the door wide and use the door catch on the wall to hold it there, then move I am Inferi.

06-Feb-2019 22:21:32

George Rozas

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through and took another left - again following the drippings of blood that, as they went further on, got slightly more numerous as they neared wherever the place their teacher got all bloody. Had they turned right they would have headed towards the back of the building, and would have to circle around the whole interior to reach the office. Heading in the direction she had come from must have meant Miss Blackwell didn't want them to waste time taking the longer route.

At the end of this hallway full of classrooms and lockers there was only one turn, going right, that approached the main entrance and led on to the Western half of the building. Being at the front Miss Blackwell was first to reach this corner and turned it, only to stop walking before she would disappear around the bend. The side of her face that was visible seemed to pale, eyes apparently locked on something further down the hall. Turning the corner the students would see the corridor leading straight down to the West side of the building, the left turn halfway down that went to the front entrance and, more notably, the upturned janitor cart spilled across the T-junction.

But what would hold the eye was the pair of legs sticking out from the hall to the entrance. From the corner all that was visible were the legs below the knees, but they were unmoving and even from here red could be seen staining the ground.

Miss Blackwell's stained hand rested on the corner of the wall - close inspection would show it was lightly shaking. I am Inferi.

06-Feb-2019 22:21:35

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Annie1227

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Annie followed Miss Blackwell down the hallway with the other students who was in detention. As they walked she saw blood on the ground. It made her terrified on what's going on. She listened to other other students ask their questions and the teacher answered their questions but not right away. She checked her phone to see if it worked but it didn't.

Then Miss Blackwell stopped sudden like something was happening down the hall. She stopped and looked down the hall from her hidding spot. All she saw an upturned janitor cart spilled across the T-junction and saw pair of legs sticking out from the hall to the entrance and legs wasn't moving that's when she saw blood on the ground around it. She looked at the teacher and asked in a scared, whisper voice,"What is happening? What is the new plan?" -Dances-

07-Feb-2019 03:00:37

Inferi

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If Nate hadn’t been too busy attempting to look like she was unfazed by all this, she would certainly have seen the expression on their teacher’s face at the comments made. She was the resident Blackwell watcher, after all. Still, she didn’t, and instead would have led the charge if the teacher hadn’t taken point herself. It sort of shook the image that Nate wanted to have, but it was just as good in other ways.

The comment, though...it shook her a bit. How did Miss Blackwell know for certain that there was no help on the way? There hadn’t been anything outside when she had looked out last, and it didn’t make sense to think something had moved in without anyone noticing. She was no stranger to street warfare, but that didn’t seem to be anything like what was going on now. There was always some signal for that, but there had been nothing at all here, or at least nothing that they shouldn’t have noticed in an empty school.

Being the closest to their teacher, Nate noticed the change on her face as she paused before the corner, and a peek into the hallway gave her a reason why that might be. The overturned janitor’s cart was odd in an of itself, as their janitor was someone that always took his time, never moving in any way that would make the cart even begin to tip. He was meticulous about his job, or at least that was the impression she had gotten from brushing past him the many times she’d been around after hours.

The legs, though, gave more than just an odd impression. They were clearly the legs of someone lying in a pool of blood, and the amount that she could see left little hope that whoever it was could still be alive. For a moment, Nate froze up, but she was able to override her fear with the lie that she had been in worse situations and was still just fine. It wasn’t like she didn’t know how to fight, after all, so she was definitely better off than everyone else here. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

10-Feb-2019 05:08:05

Inferi

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“

What’s the problem? It’s just some dead legs.

” she said with a shrug, continuing to walk down the hallway in the direction that they needed to go. Her voice did not reveal the emotions inside her mind, and if Miss Blackwell was not yet continuing then Nate would move past her and into the lead. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

10-Feb-2019 05:08:12

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Logan Riley

Logan nodded in understanding. Miss Blackwall's information made sense. After all, the only people who should be in school at this time were the staff and whichever students had detention. Since the phones weren't working, the few people who were here couldn't call for help. Thus, it was perfectly reasonable to assume that no help was coming. And now he understood why Blackwell was taking them to the admin office, since that is where they were most likely to find other staff members.

Safety in numbers. They might stumble across the ketchup-flinging hooligan, but if they had waited in classroom the ketchup-flinging hooligan would likely stumble across them instead. In the classroom they would be cornered, but out in these hallways? They could run, split up, and avoid the ketchup-murderer...

Wait a minute, why didn't they just get out of the school as soon as possible? Surely the safety of the students would be top priority, and it would be the responsibility of the adults to find their own way out...

Before he could ask that question, however, they came across a limp pair of legs from around a corner... which Natalie pretended to shrug off and proceed like it was nothing. But Logan had seen plenty of high school dramas. He knew all the cliches, all the stereotypes. He was not fooled by her deception!

But he had watched plenty of horror movies as well, and he couldn't help but think about what would happen next if this was one of those movies. "This is the part where the legs twitch," he said calmly and quietly, just vocal enough for the group to hear, "causing you to break your facade and scream." Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

10-Feb-2019 05:24:20 - Last edited on 10-Feb-2019 05:24:47 by NotFishing

George Rozas

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Despite Logan's ominous prediction the legs didn't move even a little, remaining perfectly still and rigid - the pool of blood not seeming to spread out any further than it already had.

Miss Blackwell didn't recover right away, eyes apparently locked upon the motionless legs that stuck out from the corner of the junction. Her free hand clutched a handful of the hem of her shirt, shaking slightly - but compared to her hand on the wall, this shaking seemed to be more of an exertion of the tension in her grip. It was only after the fearful whisper of Annie alongside the dismissive comment of Natalie that the teacher seemed to snap out of her hesitant state - blinking almost in confusion for a moment as her eyes trailed the figure advancing ahead of the pack.

" No- " She cleared her throat sharply, her voice having come out as little more than whisper, then continued. " No change in plan, " She spoke, far stronger than before, and moved forwards several paces behind Natalie - her pace speeding up in an effort to catch up or perhaps overtake the seemingly unperturbed teen. However, Natalie would still reach the junction ahead of her and the others.

Closing in on the corner would allow them to see more of what lay beyond, the pair of legs wearing a single heel on one foot, the other nowhere in sight. The long skirt worn made it clear this was a woman, and with anyone familiar with the staff there would be a particular person who came to mind who wore this ensemble. When the face of the body came into sight suspicions were likely to be confirmed, as the pale and bloodied face of Mrs. Hatcher - the guidance councellor - became known. The handle of some kind of tool stuck out from her eye, deeply embedded in the woman's head - the source of the blood.

It was a gruesome sight, Mrs. Hatcher's skin seemed pulled taught against her skull, at least what was visibly covered in blood - and closer inspection, dare anyone do so, would reveal some of her fingernails I am Inferi.

14-Feb-2019 22:18:50

George Rozas

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bleeding and broken. Her prim and proper outfit was a mess, disheveled and partially torn open, and her mouth open wide with teeth bared. Further back, behind the woman's corpse, of course lead to the main entrance - the heavy doors visible from the junction. Not more than a few feet behind the fallen woman, in addition, was a pool of blood as big as the one that surrounded Mrs. Hatcher - but no body. Instead there were smears and disturbances in the blood.

" Try not to look, none of you should have to see this. " The voice of Miss Blackwell spoke up around the time Natalie would see all of this, sounding like she knew what they would find. That made sense if this was what she stumbled in on. She would reach the same point a couple of seconds later, a grimace on her face as she didn't take her own advice - looking upon the scene with revulsion, and a hint of something else. Whatever that may have been faded out suddenly as her expression changed, confused for a moment, then eyes widening as she looked up and down the corridor.

" This- What? Where did the other-? " The woman seemed even more alert than before, were it possible. From the disturbed pool of blood - only noticeable after a closer look - the smears seemed to look more like footsteps, but with something dragging behind, leading around the corner and into the Western hallway. The janitor's toolbox lay on its side, open, not far from the fallen cart with its tools scattered about the floor - apparently knocked some distance when the cart overturned. Miss Blackwell moved and leaned down, picking up a short crowbar that would have fit in the box - clutching it tight in one hand. I am Inferi.

14-Feb-2019 22:18:54

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