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Chapter 4: Raising the principal's office

'How should I do it?' Mathew thought.

He gripped the handle of his weapon tighter, hesitation filling his mind.

'I'm about to turn myself into a terrorist,' he thought blankly as the reality of his plans started to dawn upon him.

'Worst of all, I'm pulling her into all of this,' he thought, glancing over at the girl's face.

She managed to somehow keep her cool despite how weird the situation was.

Her obedient and trusting silence was like a nail right down Mathew's heart.

'But there is no other choice if I'm right!' he protested in his thoughts as they neared the principal's office.

Mathew stopped before the doors.

'Everything that I did so far could still be fixed,' he thought.

An irrational hope appeared in his heart.

'If it's just me going crazy, I can still stop it,' he thought.

The chance that it was nothing but a bad dream still existed...

The tock in the corner of Mathew's vision continued to tick.

Mathew took a deep breath. And then he knocked on the doors before intruding.

"Huh?" the middle-aged man raised his eyes from the newspaper he was reading. "Who are you?" he asked, annoyed by the unannounced visitors.

"Excuse me, sir," Mathew stepped forward, humbly bowing to the man. "I promise, I mean no harm," he added before pulling out the ax from behind his back.

He then took a step forward to the right of the principal's seat.

Mathew swung the weapon...

The ax's blade dug deep into the wood of one of the principal's cabinets.

Mat reached out with his hand into the destroyed piece of furniture.

And there it was.

The same pistol that Mat could recall from his earlier experience.

The gun that gave his group hope back in his apocalyptic memories.

But for now, what was most important, was that the details of Mathew's memories adhered to reality.

This was the confirmation he needed.

Because Mat had never been to the principal's office outside of that time in the apocalypse.

"Once again," Mathew turned his face to the principal.

The man was so shocked he was stuck in a weird pose on his chair.

"I apologize for the inconvenience," Mat bowed his head again as he picked up both the gun and the bullets.

"What the hell is going on?" the principal muttered, glued to his chair.

"I will be calling the police myself," Mathew informed, picking up the phone and showing the screen.

The alarm number was already connecting.

"Mat..." Nadia muttered silently.

Up to this point, she still believed. She still believed that there was a reason behind Mat's actions.

She was simply too stunned to react and too lost in how to react.

"Dispatcher," the voice on the phone rang. "What seems to be the issue?"

This single line suddenly turned the atmosphere even tenser than it was before.

If Mathew's attack at the principal's office and the act of stealing his gun wasn't serious enough, the voice from the phone now elevated it to another level.

By announcing himself to the police, Mathew turned from a hooligan into a terrorist.

Mathew cleared his throat and winked at the principal.

"I will burn this whole place down!" he shouted into the phone, moving his head away from the microphone. "A phone?" Mat sounded surprised for a second. "Give me that!" he then shouted again before waiting for a second and ending the call.

"Cough..." Mathew cleared his throat and shook his head. He then looked at the principal and the girl.

"I'm sorry for that little act. Once again, I will surrender myself to the police on the first-moment notice," he said.

For a second, Mathew closed his eyes. He had to collect his thoughts.

"Mat... Please, tell me," Nadia pulled on Mathew's sleeve, desperately trying to gain his attention. "What's going on?" she cried out in a low voice, scared shitless.

She didn't care about his actions or his gun. Nadia was worried about losing her dear friend.

"I still find it hard to believe. But so far, every single thing that I check does check out," Mathew said, lowering his hands on his face and taking a deep breath. "My one and only aim are to bring heavily armed police to a certain point in the school," he explained in a single breath.

The room tensed up even further.

"Wait, the infirmary?" Nadia quickly caught on.

She wasn't one of the top students just for show.

"That's right," Mathew nodded his head only to glance over at the phone's screen.

'Call made two minutes ago...' he thought, calculating everything in his mind. 'I guess we should go, now,' he decided, raising his eyes and looking at the girl.

"Principal, once again, I'm sorry for the entire commotion," I said, lowering my head in apology. "I wish with all my heart for my fears to prove wrong. I won't hurt anyone, and I will pay back for the damage I made," he added before raising his head again.

"But for now, I need to go," Mathew said, grabbing Nadia's hand and pulling her out of the room. "To that end, I hope you will remain in your office," Mat added in a low tone before closing the doors.

"Mat, what the hell is going on?!" Nadia finally took a stance, refusing to just tag along. "What's wrong with the Infirmary?" she asked, pressing the issue she figured out earlier.

"There is a reason why I only looked through the window," Mathew replied, turning his eyes away.

Nadia's face turned white as her eyes widened in terror.

"What's wrong with the infirmary, Mat?" Nadia asked, her eyes tearing up. She then raised her hand and placed it on Mathew's cheek. "What did you do?" she whispered through her tears.

"I didn't do anything," Mathew shook his head and closed his eyes. "But I know something very bad is about to happen in less than an hour," he added, placing his hands on Nadia's back.

For a moment, Mathew simply hugged the girl.

It was a sole refreshing moment of the past two weeks. The one moment of relief.

"What are you going to do next, then?" Nadia asked, wiping the tears off her face as she looked deep into Mathew's eyes.

"I'm going to invite one of them inside," Mathew said, regaining his composure. "I need to have an officer to witness what I believe is about to happen."


Chapter 5: Playing the terrorist act

Mathew walked to the bottom floor of the building. Nadia followed silently behind him, unable to form a single cohesive thought.

"What's going on?" she whispered, once again trying to pry the truth from my lips.

"If I tell you now, you won't believe me," Mathew replied, shaking his head. "Soon, you will understand everything. But for now, we need to wait," He explained as best as he could.

'What am I supposed to tell her?' Mathew thought, despairing over the situation.

Any attempt at boldly declaring what was about to come would fester one question.

'How did you know?' Mathew thought, his face turning dark at the mere idea of such a thing.

If he were to become someone believed to be behind the apocalypse...

His life would be short and eventful.

"Are we going to get out of this? Somehow?" Nadia asked as the two of them stopped in the same place they saw at the very beginning. She rested her back against the wall before plummeting down.

"Why can't you just..." Nadia attempted to say something, only for the school to fill with the noise of sirens.

Mathew's plan was quickly coming to fruition.

'Not a second too early,' he thought, pulling out his phone again. Mathew then turned his head to the girl and lowered it in apology. "I will explain everything in a few moments when the police officer arrives," he said before typing the short number.

"Dispatcher," the voice rang through the phone.

"I wish to talk with the negotiator," Mathew announced calmly.

He could hear the sirens. Meaning the police were already there.

And in the current era, the enforcement would do everything to stop a problem like this one.

'I hope so fucking much I'm all wrong,' Mathew thought before steeling himself for what was to come.

For a few moments, the dispatcher turned silent.

Then, the voice changed.

"Here," a voice of a tired, old man appeared on the phone.

'I don't recognize him,' Mathew thought.

Some figures made a name for themselves in the first few days of the apocalypse. But this voice didn't belong to any of them.

"To start it off," the man got tired of waiting and initiated the discussion.

Nadia trembled by Mathew's side, the consequences of her friend's actions finally dawning on her.

"What the hell do you want?" the negotiator asked lazily. "Drop the entire hero pretense and just tell me what do you want," he added after another moment of silence.

"First, I'm extremely sorry for this entire disturbance," Mathew spoke calmly to the phone.

Nadia froze, surprised by the unexpected development. By this point, she appeared to lose all hope in her friend.

"To make sure we are on the same page," Mathew continued, "I didn't hurt anyone. Outside of a single cabinet, I didn't hurt anything at all. And I would be the happiest man in the world to keep it that way," Mathew stated.

"What?" Naida kept silent, too scared to interrupt the call. But the expression on her face was clear.

"What I need is for you to send one of your veteran officers, all armed, to the school," Mathew explained his idea. "If nothing happens in the next twenty minutes, I will willingly surrender and accept the punishment," Mathew stated, watching with pain how Nadia's eyes filled with shock.

"But in the off chance that I'm right," Mathew suddenly added, his tone changing a little. The difference even reflected on his face as he closed his eyes in peace. "Then I need one of your men to witness it first hand," Mathew added.

For a moment, the negotiator turned silent.

Then, a faint voice reached out to the two of them through the phone.

"You saw that too?"

Mathew's heart stopped beating for a moment.

'What?' he thought, his eyes opening wide.

He then shook his head and took a deep breath.

"Remember," he said to the phone. "I need one, fully armed man. If nothing happens in twenty minutes, I walk out in cuffs," Mathew spoke to the phone, his face calming down.

"But if I'm right, then you will understand my need for a heavily armed team in this place," Mathew added, a small smile appearing on his lips. "I will be waiting by the infirmary," he threw before cutting the call.

"Is this all..." Naida muttered under her nose, "all necessary?" she asked, raising her eyes despite keeping her face low.

"Oh dear," Mathew whispered as he closed his eyes. "I hope not with all my heart," he added before reaching out and patting Nadia's head. "Whatever will be the case, I will make sure you will be safe," he said, more to himself than to the girl.

"Safe?" Nadia raised her eyes again. "Safe from what?"

The look on her face started to change. As she learned more and more about the situation, she slowly managed to piece together some sort of explanation.

Whether it was right or not, Mathew had no idea... But he could tell that Nadia's mood had changed.

"Just wait for a moment," Mathew smiled in response. "Once the officer arrives, I will explain everything," he said before sharply turning his head to the side.

The sound of footsteps reached Mathew's ears.

'So he is here, already,' he thought, turning his face towards the entrance of the corridor.

The Cherif of the town.

Not in the direct meaning of this world.

This man was just your regular cop. But his disposition and popularity forced this moniker upon him.

'I guess the cowboy's hat did its part in this man's image,' Mathew thought.

"So?" the man asked, his arms crossed over his muscular chest. "What do you need me here for?" he asked, puzzled by Mathew's calm demeanor.

"Twenty minutes of your time," Mathew replied bluntly before gracing the man with his smile. "If nothing happens until then, I will surrender. And if something happens," Mathew stopped, turning his eyes and directing them towards the opposite side of the corridor.

Both his firearm and the fire ax rested against the wall. Each of them is at least two meters away from Mathew.

"Okay?" the man muttered.

The dissonance between his expectations and reality boiled in the policeman's eyes.

"For now, though," Mathew glanced over at Naida before revealing a small, sad smile. "I guess you need to hear what I saw," Mathew muttered under his nose, only to raise his head and look at the officer's face.

"Roughly half an hour ago, I died."


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