Thread: Night School (Rieo Deal & I)

Jasmine was a foreigner and for that she was punished with night school for not understanding the material. She could hardly read the work and after she finally deciphered it there was little time to actually complete it. Still, she had to at least pretend for her family she was fitting in with the culture, no matter how hard it was. She had played the night school off as an honor. A blatant lie, but they would be none the wiser before she adapted enough to be out of it. So, while sitting one evening half-heartedly picking apart her work, a crash sounded. It broke her train of thought entirely. And everyone else for that matter. She whipped her head around and watched the monitor step out cautiously while all of the other characters in the quaint little classroom sat around in a shocked daze. She chewed her bottom lip, uncertain whether this would be her first time in a new land under some sort of attack. Before she could fester in the possibility of dangerous news the monitor returned, assuring them it was nothing more than a childish prank somewhere. Her eyes glanced around to see if anyone else believed it. With no desire to find something worse, they all nodded in agreement and returned to whatever they wereor had not been doing. The next night was no better. She was more exhausted than the last and with even more things to stack up. The boy next to her was still snoozing and she felt the urge to follow suit. Again, she had no time to indulge in the idea when the monitor rushed over and roused her fellow evening classmate. The fussing was going on endlessly and she dug her head farther in her studies with no other defense against it. The nagging was grinding her gears when suddenly the noise was cut silent with an even bigger one, the crash of the previous night. But it was closer this time. The monitor rolled his eyes and hurried out this time, ready to handle the situation with full confidence. Despite his vicious nature she found assurance in his brave act and sat back waiting, ignoring her work until the issue was resolved. But, it wasnt resolved in a timely fashion. Or at all. Ken, the classmate that had been scolded, took it upon himself to investigate. Her lip chewing started again and she lost count of the seconds he was gone. Her skin felt prickly as if there was a high voltage unit nearby, pulling at the short hairs on her arm. A chill ran down her spine. Her breath shortened and the barely contained fear burst free as she fled to the door. Just as she began her escape someone who had sat beside her was thrown against the wall. The screamed as bones splintered and blood squirt where the bones had broke through flesh. Then, with one ironically merciful crack, their neck was snapped by something unseen. Jasmines pupils dilated to twice their size and she stood briefly, shaking uncontrollably. Then a voice in her head, she later thanked, screamed, Duck and run! Without hesitation she obeyed and dashed down the darkened hall, seeking salvation where the crash has sounded. Farther along in the black gym sat a swirling vortex leaking things from the worlds best and worst nightmares. Things that go bump in the night and things you bump in the night poured out and scattered through the corridors and simply through the walls themselves. One malevolent presence stood laughing seemingly more like giggling at the mayhem that was being sent forth.