I walked towards the next door and stopped as I looked silently with mixed feeling at the bold words at the door. 2 – 4E, It means 2nd year, 4th floor class E. It was just one of the many classes for 2nd years.
The academy was really big, it is divided by 3 Division: the elementary division, the junior or middle division and lastly the high school division. For the high school division, there are 3 building. The 1st building was the main and where the 1st year students are located. The 2nd building or what was know as the Left Wing was the building that I am currently in and where the 2nd years are located. Lastly, the 3rd building or Right Wing was were the 3rd year seniors are located. Connecting the main building and the others was the center garden in the middle.
As I reached my hands to open the door, I hesitated. I have already prepared myself of the possible things that I will see beyond the closed door however I was still scared and restless.
Beyond this door was my classroom. Most of my classmates were those I have been with since my first year and even some where my friends since middle school. I was unable to calm myself when I imagine the possibility of what might have happened to them from the chaos.
From how the other previous classrooms looked like when I checked them ,I can't help but feel very uncomfortable.
For a moment I thought of not going in the room to spare myself of the grief of seeing any of those familiar face dead, but I immediately threw this thought when I remembered that I have to get my phone in order to get in touch with my family.
'Come on Fei! You can do it! Ah! ' I scolded myself.
After a moment more of hesitation, I gritted my teeth and decided to go into the room. Before I tried to open the door, I first peek inside the room from the glass panel which allows anyone to see inside the classroom. On each door of all classrooms there is a glass panel which helps in monitoring the class inside.
Unfortunately, since both door was closed the visibility was low because of the lack of light. It also did not help that the curtain in the room was drawn so light that can pass through was very little, not enough to give a good visibility inside the room.
'Why is it so dark inside?' I was confused at this but brushed the thoughts aside and thought for a while before I slowly listen to check if there are any sound of movement inside however it was completely quiet just like the whole place.
Discovering that there was no movement inside, my courage increased so I reach my hand to open the door.
I decided to open the door as slowly as I can to make sure not to alert any creature that might be inside the room. I was still cautious because I was not entirely sure that there was nothing inside despite not hearing anything.
'Eh?' I can't help but exclaim when the door did not open. Confused, I tried to open it again.
"Is it locked?" I whispered as I tried one more time with more force. However I was still unable to open the door.
I paused for a moment before I went to try the other door. However It was also locked. With a knitted brows I peeked at the glass panel but to my surprise I saw something blocking my vision. It seems like I was seeing a part of a chair.
'Could they have blocked the door with pile of chairs?' I became excited with this thought. If that was the case, there was a high possibility that my classmates are alive. With excitement and hope I paused and thought.
"Aya?" I softly called out. "It me Fei... are you there?"
My soft voice was like a ripple in a quite and still pond. It was specially loud in this eerily quite place.
I waited for someone to answer but I was disappointed when I heard no sounds from inside. I tried a few more times but it was also futile since there was still no response.
"Anyone inside?"
"..."
'Did they leave?' I thought, if there was anyone of my classmates were in the room they will surely answer.
Looking at the situation, they seemed to have barricaded both doors.
'Did they... go through the window, Ah!?'
I was unable to see more because the glass panel on the door was to small to check more details I was able to deduce some possible scenario.
As I thought about them using the window to leave the room I was greatly shocked so I hurriedly went back to the room where I meet the kid. In consideration of the sleeping child and to avoid catching unwanted attention, I soundlessly went back despite the urgency to conform my thoughts.
As I opened the window nearest to the window beside my classroom, I was met by the cold wind which made me shiver. I unconsciously looked at the view in front of me.
It was the same as what I saw at the infirmary. Scattered on the vast garden where students usually stay to enjoy their past time were numerous undead creatures.
Gloominess again took over my mood. Shaking my head, I tried to remove the gloomy thoughts on my mind.
Going back on track, I tried to look out from the window and check the other side. Unfortunately, I was unable to see anything. It seems like I have to stuck my body out of the window to see it properly.
Good thing that I was not that scared of heights.
'Heights... Kara...' I suddenly remembered Kara, one of my good friend and a classmate who was afraid of heights.
Balancing my body on the windowsill I tried again.
"They really used the window! Ah!"I exclaimed as I saw a dangling curtain from the inside of the room going all the way down. It seems to have stopped at the window on the 3rd floor.
I was stumped at this thought. How were they able to use the curtain. More importantly, where did the curtain come from? When I checked the room from the glass panel, I noticed that the room was dark because the curtains where still present. It seems like they did not use our classroom curtains.
As questions whirl in my head, I noticed there was a gap at the edge of the building. It was enough to allow someone to walk from this window to the other.
"..."
I can't help but laugh at the sudden thought that crossed my mind and unconsciously stepped back from the window.
Unbelievable, how could I ever thought of doing something like that. However the voice in my head seemed to whisper of what i have to do. On the other hand I can't help but think the impossibly of doing it, not only was it dangerous but something that seemed hopeless.
It took me a some time of indecision before I walked towards the nearest chair and slowly and quietly brought it besides the window. With effort I climbed on the window.
Thought I'm not scared of heights, I can't help but gulp as I look down. That's right! I plan to walk on the concrete gap outside the window to go the the other room.
...
I can't help but cry internally as I walked. My back touching the cold wall was a comforting sensation for me because it clears my mind especially I was concentrating not to look down but straight ahead.
'Its too cold! Ah!' , wearing a short skirt was not helping my situation as well.
Time seems to slow down as I cross to the other side. Fortunately, I was able to safely arrived my destination.
Holding the windowsill of the room, I peeked inside before I went in. With a relief sigh I felt that my beating heart settled down as my feet touched the floor inside the room, however I still did not let my guard down as I looked around the room with narrowed eyes.
After I guaranteed that there seems to be no abnormality, I walked silently towards the door and turned on the light for the room. As Light flooded the whole room, I was able to clearly see the detail which I was unable to see awhile ago.
Relief and disappointment, this was what I felt as I looked at the scene in front of me. Relief because I did not see any corpse of any of my classmates despite the disordered room. Disappointment because there was no one I know. They really all left the classroom.
My mind wondered as I thought about how the others where. For them to leave the room which seems to be very safe and venture outside where there were many zombies was really puzzling.
Sighing, I pulled my thoughts back and started to look around for my bag.
Almost all of the chairs were used to barricade both doors. So only few chairs were scattered around the room. Bags, books and many things were also littered around making that whole room in a chaotic state.
As I was looking for my bag, I noticed most of the things left were things that are not needed. All the bags were empty or only had books or notes left. They might have taken everything that can help them when they left the classroom.
' I hope they did not take anything on my bag.' I thought. I do have some snacks in my bag.
It took me awhile to finally find my bag. Unfortunately, it seems like it was not spared by the others as well. All the snacks was taken, they also emptied my bag just to be sure they took everything they can use.
Thought I was unhappy, I did understand why they did it. I just really hope they did not take my phone with them.
After checking my bag for a while, I helplessly slump down the floor.
' They really didn't leave my phone!' I cried. They might not be able to use the phone because I have it password protected but they still can use the battery on it. Besides, Aya my best friend and classmate knows my phone password so they can still use it.
The last option for me to contact my family disappeared. Thought I can try looking for other phones from the bags that was left from the other classrooms, there was no guarantee that I will be able to use it since most students have password locks on their phone. So what use it is to look for other phones if I can't use it? Even if there is 1% chance of being able to use any of the phones it was not realistic to look each classrooms and try my luck.
Faculty room. This got me to see another option.
This was another place I can go to. Since there was low probability of using any of the student's phones then using the land-line phones at the teachers faculty room was another possible way.
I excitedly thought of my plans again.
Since I was unable to get anything here, after going to the library to look for grandpa we'll have to stay with the kid at the other room until the next day before going to the faculty room. Night was fast approaching I was not comfortable moving about during the night.
*pak*
The sudden sound made me froze on the spot.
It sounded like something knocking on a wooden surface. I suddenly had a chill ran throughout my body. Biting my lips, I slowed my breathing as I tried not to move. I looked around the room as I strained my ears to listen to the sound.
'Where is it coming from? Ah!'
It took me a while to locate where the sound was coming from. Thought it was not that loud, it was enough to get my attention. The sound was actually not far from my location.
'The cleaning cabinet?'
I was shocked as I realized it was coming from the cleaning cabinet. It was located at the back part of the room where I was not very far from. Most of the cleaning tools were kept in this cabinet. It was not that big and definitely not even enough for one person to fit.
With a frown, I went towards the cabinet carefully.
The sound already stopped however I was already very sure that the it was coming from the cabinet. Thought hesitant and wary of what caused the sound, I still went and slowly opened the cabinet.
What happened next was something I won't forget even if I want to. The shock was really big that it froze me for a few minuets.
A human, a person was tied inside the cabinet. He was blindfolded, both feet and hands tied so tightly that I can see that his hands where already bleeding. My previous thought was thrown out with the sight of this person stuffed inside a very small cleaning cabinet.
I can even see mark on his white cheeks. It seems he was roughed up by someone. There were big red blotches on his right cheek and throat.
He had either fainted or he was knocked out. I can also see how unstable his breathing was. For someone to be locked inside the cabinet were air was thin will definitely kill anyone.
'Who could have done this?'
To treat someone like this was like trying to kill someone slowly. I shivered at the thought that a human, possibly a classmate did this.
What was the world becoming?
I once heard from my classmates conversation about how humans easily adopt to the changes of their surrounding. I'm not really knowledgeable but according to their conversation, Will a person who lived in a peaceful lifestyle adjust easily if their environment were change to a place were violence was like a part of everyday life?
You might be thinking how very deep the conversation is right? Well, to tell you how this conversation came to be? It started about the novels that has been very popular throughout the school.
Normal transmigration story, reincarnation or even apocalypse stories has many main characters that started with someone normal thrown to a new environment that was very different from the normal peaceful situations the lived on before. Thought every story has its own unique style most of the characters easily adjusted to their environment.
Some of my classmates argued that people will definitely change especially if someone was thrown in a world where strong survive and weak dies. It is a way for humans to survive. On the other hand, some of my friends said that those are just fiction and it is not easy to change and adapt in real life.
I still remember that this conversation did not really move forward since everyone was not really into the study of such things, we just relied on the stories we read or our own opinions so this conversation naturally died and was forgotten.
But now, looking at the sate of the person in front of me I can't help but feel fear and confusion.
How can someone not feel fear of killing a person. If I remember it correctly, since going to the infirmary to sleep from waking up to find the world descended to chaos, it was just been about more or less 4 hours.
In that short amount of time, someone already did something like this. And the possibility that this someone was my classmate was quite high.
I snapped out from my horrifying thoughts when I heard the person groan.
'Ah!He's still alive!' This thought was the only thing that at least made me sigh with relief.
I hurriedly came beside the person. Looking at his bleeding hands I tried to free it first. However it seems it was tied very well that it was really hard to remove, it was also the same with his feet.
I tried to first pull him out of the cabinet since he look so uncomfortable inside it. However I underestimated my strength. He was to heavy!
If I put too much force to help him get out it might aggravate his current situation, so without any other way, I decided to let him be for now. Putting aside this predicament, I redirected my attention on his blindfolded eyes.
Despite the current situation, I can't help the itch in my heart. I was so curious who he was.
I slowly removed the blindfold.
'Ah! Ah! Ah!! So handsome!'
I was mesmerized.
He had thick, straight black hair that fell over his ears and down the exquisite slope of his neck, his pale face just enhanced his handsome features. His frown did not even lessen his handsomeness but instead gave it a strong flavor of seriousness and manliness.
I was dazed for a few seconds before I was struck but the knowledgeable that I don't recognize this person. I looked in confusion at his face. Being so handsome, I would have definitely not forget him if he was a classmate. In my opinion, this kind of looks definitely doesn't fall short to class representative's handsomeness.
I was confused and curious about the identity of this person. He might have been from a different class but if he was, how and why was he locked up here in our classroom cleaning cabinet.
Shaking my head, I tried to stop my thoughts and decided to just ask the person later. The first thing was to help the poor guy. Removing the binding was the first and I need to help him out of the cabinet.
I recall that I still have my sewing kit on my bag. Thankfully no one took it.
I hurriedly took it from my bag and got my blade and cut the cloth used to bind the person's feet and hands.
He might have felt the binds was removed, maybe felt my presence or maybe just naturally woke up from unconsciousness exactly when I just finished removing the binding in his hands and feet. I was leaning close to his body on this narrow place so I witness how his eyes slowly opened.
With my position, our faces were so close to each other. So when I looked at him and he to me, I was swallowed by his dark bottomless eyes. It was as if his eyes was a black-hole that wanted to swallow me to nothingness.
"AH!"
Before I can even react, the sudden pain I felt woke me from my daze state.
Everything happened so fast that I was unable to respond to his action. It was only when I found that I was already pinned down the floor by the throat that I realized how he pushed me down with force.
Good thing that there were bunch of books and bags on the floor where I was forcefully pushed that cushioned my fall or I will have been heavily inured by the impact. However I still can feel the pain.
'The pain is real! Ah'
I was about to shout instinctively when it died on my throat because of fear! The eyes looking at me was like a beast. So savage and vicious that I felt like if I uttered any sound, he will snap my neck without any remorse.
I nearly passed out from fear!
It was as if I was not looking at a person but was looking at death directly. How could a person be like this? Is it normal? Am I going to die?
The hand on my neck seemed to tighten. The pain from suffocation was staring to make my mind muddled. Tears started to blur my eyes as well.
Despite the slow haze that was eating my thoughts, I can't help but find it funny that I was going to die by the hands of a human and not the zombies.
" Fei Hawthorne..."
I already closed my eyes and thought I was already going to meet death when I was brought back by the hoarse voice that called my name.
I sluggishly opened my eyes and met with that dark abyss like eyes. It took me a while to notice that he loosen his hold on my neck. Enough to let me take in a few deep breath of air.
" You are alive..." he whispered, Thought I was too occupied on breathing to catch his words.
Since the person slacken off his hold, my mind that was hazy because of lack of air started to become clearer. I realized that this person knows me.
With wariness, I cleared my throat. "Who are you?"
Complicated emotions seemed to flash on this person's black eyes as I asked him this question however it soon disappeared as fast as it appeared which made it like it never happened.
Completely removing his hands on my neck, he weakly sat near the opening of the cabinet.
I struggled to sit from my position. The pain from being forcefully pinned on the floor and suffocation dealt a huge blow to my already weak constitution.
Even thought I wanted to sit far away from him I was too tired so I just decided to sit at my current location. It was a good thing that he was sitting in front of me, so I was able to monitor his actions and the distance between us was enough to give me time to react if he will do anything.
I looked at him as he seemed to look at his bloodstain wrist.
'Dangerous!' This thought was floating on my mind as I feel the sudden increase of dangerous aura around him as he looked at his wrist.
Could this be the legendary killing intent? I can't help but think.
" You saved me..." His hoarse voice once again got my attention back to him. His eyes that was looking at his wrist looked at me.
The dangerous feeling disappeared and what has been savage and vicious eyes became indifferent.
"Yes, I saved you but you attacked me", Somehow I got a feeling that I was no longer in danger. It might have been this feeling that gave me courage to say what I have said.
His lips tighten to a line. "Self- defense...", contrary to the apology that I thought he will say, this word was said with a strained voice.
I can't help but choke from what he said. However after remembering how he was all tied up and nearly died from suffocation inside the cleaning cabinet, I can't help but frown and helplessly accept his word.
Nevertheless, I had my guard up against him. This person was definitely someone dangerous. Thought he stopped and did not kill me, I knew that he had it in him to kill without regret. And this is what made me fear him.
"Who are you?" I said, driving the conversation to a better direction. At least this will sate my curiosity and also avoid the heavy talk about the 'self-defense' word.
If I recall it correctly, he did call my name awhile ago. This shows that this person knows me. Unfortunately, I was in disadvantage since I don't remember seeing or even interacting with him. I can shamelessly admit that I know most of the well-known handsome students in our division.
Never underestimate teenage girls. Most of my friends or even other girls in different class are always updated with those who are the most handsome and popular in our school. We even have a school ranking of who were the most handsome guys for the whole high school division.
This ranking was handled by the famous school club 'Most Handsome Club'. The ranking was done by the club every 3 months and they also have a section dedicated for them in the school newspaper.
This guy has his own charm but he was definitely someone handsome that can be on par with class representative who was crowned as the 'cold face prince'. But it seems he has been out of our radar since if he was known he will be somewhere in the top 10 of our school ranking. It's really amazing to know someone slipped from the scrutiny of the 'Most Handsome Club'.
My mind drifted, once again. Ah! "I'm sorry... I didn't hear that. What did you say?"
His brows frowned as I tried to keep my face neutral and not to annoy him for not listening.
" Dale Valshawn..." He said once again.
My mind blanked out as I hear what he said. "I'm sorry... but your joking right?" I said as I can't help but laugh softly.
I suddenly felt that the temperature seemed to drop several degrees, it made me stop my laugh and shiver uncontrollably.
'It can't be! No way!' I screamed in my mind, however outside I can't help but just look and gape at him from shock.
As I was still in a state of shock. He seemed to know how unbelievable for me to accept what he said. So with an irritated look, he seemed to take something from within the cabinet.
At first, I was confused what he took but as I saw what he had on his hand, I got a feeling that something unbelievable will happen.
Eyeglasses.
When he wore the eyeglasses, I nearly passed out from shock.
'Hey! Your playing with me, aren't you?'
It was as if someone cast a transformation magic on him. By just wearing the eyeglasses, his eyeglasses, I definitely know who he is! Ah!
" Dale Valshawn!!!"
Can someone tell me? Please tell me! How can someone change so much from just wearing eyeglasses?
I'm not really biased, but from the handsome guy with cold and vicious aura he change to someone plain without any presence.
If it is not magic, then what can you call this drastic changes?
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