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#86 Posted: 15:17:27 03/01/2017 | Topic Creator
Happy New Years!
~Chapter 4~
~hardcoreignitor~
hardcoreignitor had been caught a little off-guard at Strider’s comment about him and the trash. Though he knew it had likely been a joke, he was still a bit worried that her threat might hold true, and that she might be thinking of killing him.
Shaking it off, he followed the other five down the hallway. Strider was telling the three girls about the barricaded stairwell they'd sighted, hinting that there was more upstairs that had yet to be unlocked.
On the way, they passed Bryman04, Camo22 and SoulFly peering into some classrooms. “This is where we woke up, remember?” Bryman explained. “Monospyro knocked us out somehow and dragged us here.”
“That’s when we should've realized something was off,” Camo groaned. “Look at these metal plates reinforcing the walls! And the security camera up there!”
“All in all, there's nothing much of interest,” SoulFly concluded. “There's a storage room with cleaning supplies and other stuff, a media center, and some bathrooms, but as I said, nothing that encourages escape.”
“Nothing in the kitchen, either,” Prextail sighed. “Well, besides the food. Monospyro was right- there'll be enough to last us for a very, very long time.”
“The incinerator in the trash room is blocked off,” MagicFizz reported.
“And so is the upper level of the school,” added StriderSwag.
“Let's keep moving, then,” Bryman sighed. A little while farther and they found mega spyro, abstractsardine and Shagaru Magala clustered around a door.
“A bathhouse,” said abstractsardine. “I don't know what purpose that serves.”
“I don't see any cameras inside it,” Shagaru Magala observed eagerly. “That could be a good place to meet up if we have something to discuss.”
“...Naked?” HCI and SoulFly questioned at the same time.
“No!” Shagaru’s face flushed a tad bit. “I never said we had to bathe while doing it!”
“Anyway,” abstract continued, “We also looked through the dorm rooms. As far as I can tell, they're identical, but then again, we don't know what the girl rooms look like.”
“There are no locks on our bathroom doors, as Monospyro said,” Bryman recalled. “That would be one difference- the girls’ dorms have locks.”
“Interesting,” Shadmé mused. “Want me to check that?”
“I guess so. The dorm rooms are down this way. Be careful as well- we found Monospyro’s ‘welcome gifts.’ He left us a ton of weapons and lock picks.”
“Freak,” HCI sighed with a shake of his head.
The group followed Shagaru Magala down the halls. HCI noticed that the dorm rooms had a name card for each resident above them. Checking his Digital Notebook, it seemed that the map also labeled a room for each student.
“Seems like we don't have a choice on where to sleep,” observed Camo22, looking at his own notebook. “The school rules say that sleeping anywhere other than the dorms will be seen as sleeping in class and...it’s punished accordingly.”
“It also says something about curfew,” said mega spyro. “7 AM to 10 PM. For our safety, I'd say it's a good idea to exercise that caution and follow it.”
“What about caution?” stealth walked over to the big group, 84 and gillgrunt behind her.
“Curfew.” mega spyro showed her the Digital Notebook.
stealth nodded. “Good plan.”
“What did you find?” asked HCI.
“We checked out the nurse’s office,” 84skylanderdude explained. “Typical nurse stuff. Though I doubt it would help bring someone back to life.”
“We also found an odd door,” gillgrunt chimed in. “It's closed for now- we tried.”
“Is it the door out of here?” Prex asked with mild excitement.
“Doesn't seem like it,” answered gillgrunt.
At that moment, Shadmé exited from her room. “Yup, my room has a lock on it,” she revealed. “What did I miss?”
Everyone began informing her about the door, nurse’s office and curfew. In the meantime, HCI looked up at a clock on the wall. “It's starting to get late,” he said. “Any girls want to come with me for the night?”
“Yeah right!” most of them exclaimed.
“Well, thought it was worth a try,” he said with a shrug. “So now what? We keep exploring, then?”
“Why not?” StormDragon21’s expression was dark. “This can't be the end. There has to be more to it.”
Several days pass. The students are diligent and observant, trying everything in the book to search for exits and arrange escape plans. However, it all is in vain. There is nothing to be found. Despite the students’ dwindling hope, none of them stoop so low as to murder someone. One day, Monospyro summons everyone to the media center…
“Hello, everyone!” Monospyro greeted. Behind his friendly greeting, however, laid a slightly peeved undertone. “I’m still counting sixteen of you! Care to explain to your principal why NOBODY IS DEAD YET?”
“Because you're insane!” shouted MagicFizz.
“Whatever. Keep kidding yourselves! I have a little presentation for you today, and hopefully that should serve as...motivation.”
HCI frowned. Motivation?
“Sorry for the assigned seats- I know how much students hate that!- but if you look down at the computers, each has your name on it. Go on, sit down!”
The students shuffled around as they looked for the correct computer. HCI found his near the front, and hesitantly sat down at the seat.
“Now, each one should be all ready for you. Don those headphones, hit that play button, and let the fun begin!”
HCI held his breath before picking up the headphones. He'd expected it to detonate or something, but nothing happened. Once the headphones were on, he moved the cursor over to the play button, as instructed.
It was a video.
In it, he saw a recording of a ballet recital. His recital. He blushed a little bit- he didn't often perform in public. Not a lot of people knew he was a ballet dancer. But it was his talent, and he took pride in it. Sooner or later, when he became the best in the world, people would have to know. That was why he didn't see the purpose in hiding it.
Most of the time.
The footage crackled, and suddenly it was cleared of people. What it wasn't clear of was blood- the blood streaked across the floor, the scours tearing gaps into the stage, the spotlight dangling from sparking cords.
“DOOM.” HCI jumped as the screen flashed to black, the word plastered there in bold white letters. “WHAT HAPPENED TO THE STAGE? TO THE DIRECTORS? TO THE STUDENTS?”
“DO YOU WANT TO KNOW?”
hardcoreignitor yanked the headphones off his head, panting. His heart was pounding- the answer was there, there in the footage, and yet his mind refused to comprehend it…
His instructors, who had worked with him for years...his fellow dancers, who supported and encouraged him when times got tough...the stage he'd performed on, the place he felt the proudest…
Gone. All gone.
Around him, students were having similar reactions to their videos. Some ran out of the room in panic. HCI sat there, numb, as Monospyro’s maniacal laughter echoed in his ears...
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