Chapter 3

        “Here we are” says Gregory.

       “Principal Office… you got to be kidding me right?” Jon asked.

        “Nope, believe it or not. Monsters don’t come here. It’s probably afraid of getting expelled or suspended.” He joked.

        “You know, if those things weren’t trying to kill me, I probably would be laughing…” said Jon. Gregory went towards the door and gave a rhythmic knocking on the door as if it’s a password for entering. Sounds of furniture dragging and the click sound on the lock on the door were heard.

        There he saw several students armed with various weapons. Some used an axe, guns, steel bar and knives. The rest were unarmed. “Wow, where did all these weapons come from” he thought to himself.

 Jon saw a few familiar faces such as Vicky, the head of design in the Student Council, and Zaaina, another member of the student council which currently she has no position in it.

        “JON!! OH, ARE YOU OKAY? I’M SO SCARED!” she shouted and ran to Jon, wanting comfort from him.

        “OW!! Don’t hug me! I’m hurt! Why on earth you want to hug me?” Jon said. He didn’t really like the fact that Zaaina is a touchy person. She just loves to be center of attention and will do all means to get it. That annoyed him. To Jon, she was a pampered princess and loves to flirt with men.

        “Hugs later, he needs a check up.” Says Gregory as he puts Jon on the principal chair.

        “Take off your shirt. I need to see your injury.”

        “Wh-Wh-WHAT????? NO WAY!! NO! NO! NO!” Jon shouted.

        “What’s your problem? I’m just checking how serious your injury is! I’m 

not trying to rape you or something!” Gregory shouted back.

        “Well, I just hate exposing my body…I’m saving it for my girlfriend.” He joked.

        “Right now, you don’t have one. So take it off!” Gregory smirked. Jon took off his shirt, revealing a big bruise on his ribs…  Using his hands, he touched Jon’s sides to feel his ribs as if he was caressing him. Jon hated the feeling of being touched but he bear with it as his injury needed to be tended.

        “Ok, I’m done. It’s not that bad. Well, I think there is an injury to your vein but luckily there weren’t any broken ribs. So you’ll be fine to defend yourself.”  He said

        Jon put on his shirt, stand his ground. He clutched his fist tightly. He gave a hell of a punch on Gregory’s face.

        “WHAT THE FU-!! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR??” he shouted.

        “OH… well, I just can’t stand someone touching my body and gets away with it. it… gets me… agitated… its very.. Aggravating…” Jon answered sarcastically.

        “You better start respecting me, BOY! Or you’re going to get a hell of a beating!” he threatened. “ I save your bloody carcass body so I expect some gratitude rather some bitching about being touched!”

        “IT’S SEXUAL HARRASSMENT! TRY IT!” he retaliated

        “YOU ASK FOR - ”

        “HELP ME!! PLEASE!! ANYBODY!!! IS ANYONE IN THERE?? PLEASE LET ME IN!!! I DON’T WANT TO DIE!!!” the girl cried out.

Both of them stare at each other. Gregory glared at Jon as if he was about to kill him. Jon just gave a sarcastic look and smile at Gregory, trying to piss Gregory off.

        “PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR!! IT’S COMING TO KILL ME!!! PLEASE!!!” she begged.

         Instead of opening at the door, they just ignore the cry of help, pretending that they didn’t hear it.

        “Hey, someone is out there, you know?” he pointed out towards the door.

        “We know…” Gregory answered his answer coldly.

        “Wha-? Aren’t you going to opened it?? SHE’S OUT THERE!!” he shouted. Gregory turned silent after Jon pointed out the fact there are still survivors out there right outside that door.

        Jon turned to Vicky and asked, “Why didn’t you open the door when u knew someone was out there??”

        “That thing is out there… we can’t risk it coming in here to kill the helpless ones here…” Vicky replied

        “She’s helpless as well!!! DO SOMETHING!!” he tried to convince them but when Jon looked at the other survivors; their eyes were dark, scared, and lifeless. They turn a deaf ear towards her cry and pretend that it wasn’t any survivors out there.  Jon thought to himself, with this kind of people who are unwilling to help any survivors… are they trustworthy enough to watch each other’s back. Leaving the group is a good idea but going out alone with a bunch of creatures out there doesn’t give him a good chance to live. He has to stay with them whether he likes it or not... to survive.

Jon with his Magnum gun        

         In the art studio room, Stephanie and Caleb were waiting for the dead nurses to leave the area but it seems it could take even longer or maybe, the nurses won’t even move at all. It seems like they were waiting for something. Perhaps they felt a human presence nearby and its waiting for it to come out. Stephanie felt like she and Caleb were the rats while the dead evil nurse corpse is the cat. She looked at Caleb and said, “ So what now… we can’t just stay here forever waiting for those nursey whores to move. I mean.. Look at them…” she pointed.

        “Well, yea, your right about that. But what can we use as a weapon against them? Look, I know you’re strong since u can kick my butt but that’s not going to kill them.”  Caleb then ponders. He went near the door window and takes a peek. There’s an exit nearby at the end of the hall but are they going to pass by all those dead nurses.

        “Sigh…” he sighed.

        “What? What’s wrong?”she asked

        “well, the exit is just right there… at the end of the hall… we could get out of here if it weren’t for those dead bitches out there waiting for our heads..” he said.

        “Let me take a look.” She said and takes a peek from the window. The nurses weren’t moving. They were standing very still. Waiting… a picture frame from the walls has fall downed and breaks. The nurse makes screeching scream. It run towards the broken picture frame and starts slashing the walls like a mad woman.

        “It seems that they use their sense of hearing to find us.” She said.

A thought crosses her mind.

“What if, we make some sort of sound that will distract them and we make a run for the exit but of course discreetly so that they won’t be able to detect us!” she said.

        “How? By the time we open the door, the handle and the screws will emit a sound thus making them come here.”

        She looks around the studio and thought carefully. What can make loud sound that will distract them from hearing the door noise… then, an idea had struck her mind. She looks around and was glad that “it” was there.

        “do you smoke?”she asked.

        “uuh….yea?” he replied.

        “I don’t usually encourage this so…START SMOKING!!” she demanded. “go near that smoke sensor and blow the smoke the there. Once it detects the smoke, the alarm will be activated around this area.” She explained her idea.

        “I get it! The sound will be so loud, it will over power the door squeaky noise!” he continued.

        “EXACTLY!” she replied enthusiastically. They decided to set the plan into action. Caleb got on the chair and lit the cigarette. He took a big puff and blew it towards the sensor. The alarm detects and it activates the area’s fire alarm causing the whole area alarm to ring and the emergency water sprinkler had been activated. The nurses screams as it tried to find its way out of confusion. It screams and slash on whatever they can touch or feel. And they were moving further away from the exit and their pathway towards it.

        “NOW!!” shouts Caleb.

Stephanie opens the door and dashes out from the room, running towards the exit. Jumping over boulders and balancing her landing to not slip from the wet floor. Though the nurses can’t detect their presence, they wave their arms around vigorously while their hand is armed with knives. Slashing around that maybe by chance it will slash her prey. Stephanie dodges each nurse and arrives at the exit point.

The alarm bell became quiet.

        Overjoyed with their success, she turns around to Caleb but he wasn’t there beside her. She saw Caleb was block by the nurses preventing him from escaping.

        “CALEB!!” she shouted as she went back for him.

        “STAY AWAY! GO!!” he ordered her. “RUN!! WHILE THEY ARE STILL 

DISTRACTED WITH ME!”

        “THEY’LL KILL YOU!!” she yelled back.

        “Don’t worry. Just run while you still can!” he tries to assure her.

        This pissed her off. She hates it when people tries to be like a knight in shining armour when they about to get killed. The feeling of not being able to help anyone irritates her. Instead of running away, she starts making loud noise by stomping her feet hard, banging on walls with her kicks, starts swearing vulgar words and screams her frustration out. “OVER HERE YOU DEAD BITCHES!! YOU GUYS ARE FUCKING DEAD WHORES!! ”

        “WHAT THE FUCK YOUR DOING???” Caleb yelled.

        “OVER HERE!! YOU WANT ME?? COME AND GET IT, YOU DEAD VIRGINS!!” she provokes as she ignores Caleb words. The nurse caught Stephanie’s presence. They dash towards her, screaming while waving their arms around with the sharp blade on its hand. Stephanie runs. It chased after her. Caleb followed them from behind.

As she was running, she saw the ceilings were starting to crack. She stops and looks back.

        “WHAT THE HELL YOUR DOING?? RUN!!!” he yelled. But she ignored him and starts kicking the walls.

        “CALEB!! STAY THERE!! DON’T MOVE!!” she ordered Caleb while she kicks the walls. Slowly it begins to fall.  The group of dead nurses was getting closer. With one last hard kick, the ceiling boulders, landed right on them. Burying them.

        Caleb walks towards Stephanie.

        “Well, we got to keep moving on. I don’t think that will kill them… their dead already anyways.” She said in a calm face as if its nothing.

        “YOU IDIOT! YOU ALMOST GOT YOURSELF KILLED!” he scolded her as he was upset of her action.

        “WHAT?? YOU WERE ACTING ALL HERO TELLING ME TO RUN WHILE YOUR THERE ACTING LIKE A SHEEP THAT WAS ABOUT TO BE EATEN BY A PACK OF WOLVES!!’’ she retaliate. “it’s better for me to do something than letting u getting killed. Do you think I could survive here on my own?”

        “Fine, I’m sorry… BUT DON’T GO AND DO ANYTHING THAT STUPID AGAIN! WHAT ARE YOU?? CRAZY??” he lectured.

        “Uh... Yea… kind of.” she joked.

        “Your one scary girl I must say…” he replied back.

        The danger for them has passed for now. They decided to not take chances and walk away without a weapon. They look around and saw there were some pipes that had fallen down from the ceiling just now. Caleb broke the pipes and took it with him. Stephanie saw the emergency fire box and opened it. In there, she found a fire axe and takes it. Caleb wonders why she gets the lethal weapon but he dares not to question her about it... Now, they are armed and ready.

 Caleb and Stephanie

       In a dark toilet room, Jeannie hides. Using both hands, she covers her mouth to prevent her from screaming and panting heavily. This creature has two baby heads which was merged together in a single adult body with no lower body. To make up for this handicap, it uses its hands to walk. The baby heads makes wailing sounds to scare its victim to panic. But Jeannie closes her eyes shut and tries her best to not freak out. Praying that it would just pass by soon. It then leaves. She could hear the faint walking footsteps or maybe “handsteps” is getting further and further away.

        Jeannie assumed that it had walked away. As she puts her head out to see it goes, turning her head around, the creature face was right in front of her. Staring at her face with a smile.

        Jeannie screamed.

        Using her feet, she kicks it hard, pushing it back. Using all her strength, she kicks its hands, body, arms, face…everywhere. As long it pushes it back away from her. But the creature wasn’t discouraged nor was it frightened by Jeannie’s attacks. It grabs Jeannie legs that was kicking and pulled her towards itself. Jeannie tries to grab on anything that could save her but its arm power was so strong, Jeannie couldn’t hold on to anything. Pinning her down with both of its arms, the twin baby face, opens it mouth widely and went towards her face as if it’s going to start eating her starting from the head. Jeannie closes her eyes and then suddenly, a sword was pierced through one of the twins head. The other twin screams as it can feel the pain of its blood brother. It turns around, revealing the monster from the surveillance room. Jeannie moves back till her back stumble on the wall. The sword monster looks at Jeannie with caring eyes… Jeannie looks back shocked to see “it”, a monster, saved her. However, Jeannie didn’t feel afraid when it looks at the sword monster eyes. It seems different. Almost human.

        The twin monster attacks with its large palms, but the sword monsters just dodges and slashes it with his sharp blades cutting off one of its arms. Blood splatters all over the walls making it look like a murder is taking place. Seeing that both monsters were distracted with one another, she took this opportunity to run. The double headed monster tries to stop her from escaping but the sword monster stand its way. Preventing it from letting it reach to her. 

As Jeannie runs, a hand reaches out to her and pulls her in a corner. Jeannie panic and starts to break free.

        “IT’S ME!! IT’S ME!!!” the stranger said. Jeannie stops and turns around.

        “J-JEN???” shocked Jeannie.

        “Yeaps~! Nya~!”Jen replied.

        “nya.. What the-? Anyways… What are you doing here??” Jeannie asked as Jen was from a different university.

“Well, I’m looking for Papa~!” she answered optimistically.

“Papa?? You mean Stephanie…(= =)”

“Yeaps~! MY PAPA!! NYA~! We were supposed to go watch a movie!” she said. Jen was a childhood friend of Stephanie and she found Stephanie through facebook.  Stephanie decides to take the role as her “father” for fun and it is to look out for her when nasty boys tried to flirt with her.

        “Well, I don’t think you will be able to find her fast as you can see the situation in our university… it seems that suddenly… this place is infested with monsters, creatures and freaks that wants to kill us…”

        “Yes, I encounter some of those just now but I just hide and try to keep quiet. I’ve been looking for her for 3 hours!!” she said. “WHERE’S PAPA???!!!!” she raise her voice.

        “SHHHH!!!! Keep it down!! We don’t want any more of those freaks to find us!” Jeannie told Jen.

        Jeannie was glad now that she wasn’t alone. At least, both of them had the same target which is to find Stephanie and get out of the dead university.

        Jen suddenly grabs Jeannie’s arm. Jeannie looked at Jen. Her face was pale and her eyes were wide open. She didn’t say anything and just froze there like a statue. Her face starts to sweats. All of a sudden, Jen pulls her away. Then she ran while holding on to Jeannie arms.

        “Wha-?? What are you doing?? We have no idea where we are going!” Jeannie said.

        Hiding in the furthest corner, they turn around and saw the fat monster.

        “oh my god, he’s so obese…wow, he’s obese…that’s obese… are u seeing this.. oh my god…obese…” Jen repeatedly said the word obese as she was astounded by its accumulation of lard… Jeannie was surprise that Jen could detect them without even looking.

        “How did you know it was coming?”

        “uh.. I… I don’t know… lucky guess?” she hesitantly answered..

        Jeannie suspect Jen has something to do with it but what. How could she know when it was far away and dark. Jen was not being honest with her. But it doesn’t matter, Jeannie thought. With Jen’s ability to detect them, they should be able to avoid any monsters that are coming. 

Jen and Jeannie 

P.S : yes, lots of mistakes again... lazy to edit it... ok, i added some pictures now that will somehow relate. enjoy looking at Jen boobs.. im kidding.. stare at it and your eyes will be taken out. >:D

Chapter 2

Jeannie opened her eyes and look around her surroundings. “I’m still here…” she said in a disappointed tone.

Scurrying through her back pack, she tried to find something useful that can help her escape. She didn’t give up hope. She told herself, “I will get out of here! ALIVE! I’m not going to die in this stinking dead lift!”

Through the back of the tiny pocket in her backpack, she found her cell phone. “OF COURSE!! Silly me!! God… I feel so stupid!” said Jeannie. She felt really silly after freaking out in the lift when she has a cell phone that could contact help. She kept thinking to herself why didn’t she think of that in the first place.

As she flipped opened her cell phone, she quickly dialed Stephanie’s contact number. She prayed that the cell phone would have a line to contact Steph’s cell. She heard ringing! Thank god, she thought. Now it is all up to Stephanie to pick up her call. “Please! Please! Please pick up the call, Steph!! Pick up! Pick up!” begged Jeannie.

 “H-h-hello? Ah…J-J-Jeannie?” Stephanie moans in pain from the cut she got from the glass shard.

“STEPH!! THANK GOD!!” Jeannie was relieved that it managed to reach Stephanie’s cell phone but how long can the line last in the elevator? She quickly brief Stephanie her situation before the line broke off, “LOOK! IM STUCK IN THE LIFT!! I CAN’T GET OUT AND – AND - THE SECURITY! THEY DIDN’T REPLY TO ME!! I THINK THE INTERCOM IS BROKEN! PLEASE!! STEPH!! GET ME OUTTA HERE! I’M SCARED!!” hastily Jeannie told her story.

“Jeannie, well… I don’t think I will be able to save you fast because I’m kind of stuck here myself… The ceiling outside the studio sort of collapsed and it blocked the door. So I can’t get out… I don’t know how but I think there was a slight earthquake.”

“But that doesn’t explain why the security won’t reply me back and –”

“What did you say Jeannie? I can’t hear you! Speak louder!”

“ Hello?? STEPH!! STEPH!! Can you hear me!!” Jeannie shouted as loud as she can however it seems that line is cutting off and the sound of Stephanie’s voice seems to get fainter. She desperately moved around in the small elevator to find a good connection. In the end, she could only hear static… it got cut off. 

As soon as she sat down on the floor, the lift cable broke and the whole lift falls. Jeannie screamed at the top of her lungs thinking that it’s the end of her. She felt as if life flashes right before her eyes. The lift landed on the ground causing a big mess on the ground floor of the university. Jeannie assumed that she was dead for sure, so she opened her eyes to see what heaven is like. But when she opened, she saw that the whole lift was in pieces and broken. She touches her face and her body. She can feel it. she can feel her body!

“I’m… alive… I’m…alive??” she said

        How was she still alive, she did not cared or perhaps now is not the time to ask herself that. She quickly hustle herself out of the broken lift and head out to the lobby.

        In the lobby, she couldn’t see anything. Everything was pitch black. She thought to herself that perhaps there was a power failure. She took out her cell phone and use it as a source of light for her to see. It seems that the front door to the exit is blocked.

        “No such thing as easy way out, huh? WAIT!” she thought back about Stephanie. She remembered that she was in trouble and injured. She sucks up her gut and decides to look for her friend. As she began her search, she saw the stairway up and she told herself, “I’m never going to use the elevator AGAIN!!” she walk up that stairs with that tiny light of hers.

        Stephanie, enduring the pain on her arm, took out the shard that was pierced. Sometimes she thinks, maybe that’s why there are rules on not damaging school property otherwise you get hurt yourself.

        “I should start obeying to CERTAIN rules from now on…” she said

        The shards were taken out from her arm but her wound is bleeding profusely. She looks around and saw the cloth that was covering other students sculpture. She tears the cloth and used it to stop the bleeding temporarily. A thought crosses her mind. She wondered just maybe the cloth could be improvised into a rope and she could use it to get down and out of the building. She stuck her head out and looked down and gave a sigh.

        “It’s too far. The floor I’m at is too high and I don’t think I have enough cloth to get me down.” She said. She looks around the room and tried to think a way out. Since she couldn’t get out through the door and window.. . Where else can she go? Staying put is not doing anything good.

        Again, Stephanie felt a vibration of an earthquake but it seems that this time the vibration seems to be stronger. This time, she heads under the table to avoid being hit by unwanted objects. Floors, walls, columns and ceilings begin to crumble and fall. Everything starts to crack.

“I swear, if I ever get out of this room alive, I promise I will never eat Jeannie’s cake without her permission!” she said as she was hoping that the floor beneath her or the room floor would not cracked. From her view, she could see the little window on the door revealing the boulders that were blocking her way out. The boulders fall away from the door, tumbling down according to the earthquake vibration.

The earthquake stops. She steps out from under the table and walk towards the door. With her hand on the handle, she opens the door.

 She stopped!

Why did she stop opening the door? From the window, she saw five female nurses. Walking around like a corpse. She wondered whether the nurses out there are either injured which cause them to walk like that or they are drunk.

“HEY! ARE YOU-!” before Stephanie could finish off her sentence, a hand went around her face, covers her mouth, drags her back down and shuts the door. Stephanie struggles. She couldn’t see the strangers face as it was hidden with a ski mask. Thinking that it was a psychopath that was running about in the university that causes the earthquake with bombs, she fights back. Using the knowledge she learned from her high school days of martial arts, she uses her elbows to hit the enemy’s stomach. The perpetrator gasped for air, she uses this opportunity and kicks the enemy back down. Stephanie prepares herself in a fighting stance and charges towards the perpetrator. The stranger panic and then… he shouts.

“W-W-WAIT!! WAIT!! WAIT!! DAMN GIRL! DO YOU GO KILL ANYONE WHO TRIED TO SAVE YOUR BLOODY ASS??!! COUGH! COUGH!” he said.

“HUH??? SAVE ME? YOU’RE LIKE TRYING TO KILL ME!!”She shouted in anger.

“WHA- OH… sorry about the rough handlings but it was a last moment there. You’re about to get yourself killed by them.” He said

“What are you talking about? There is no one there but the nurses. Look! I think they are hurt or probably just drunk. Anyway, I’m done wasting time with you, so if you’ll excuse me-!”

“DID YOU NOT HEAR WHAT I JUST SAID? YOU’RE GOING TO GET YOURSELF KILLED IF YOU GO OUT THERE TO THOSE NURSEY BITCHES! AND BY THE WAY, THEY ARE NOT HUMAN!!” he interrupted. “If you take a GOOD LOOK at those things, you can tell… go on! Just take a peek and try not to reveal yourself!!”

Stephanie hates being shouted at and she definitely hates being told what to do. But seeing this situation and trying to see his point. She went towards the door and peek. This time, she saw the nurses clearly. Their uniforms were soaked with blood; her left hand was holding a head while her right hand was holding a butcher knife. Her skin was gray as if she or “it” had already rotted for a long time. And her face was covered with another thin layer of human skin. There were no eyes, mouth or nose except for her ears.

“HOLY SHIT! WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY??” she said to him in a soft voice.

“Don’t know. All I know that they have some issues with us. I mean look at them. They are carrying a head as if it’s a first aid kit box!’’

She pauses for a moment. Thinking what to say to the person who tried to save her. “urm… im sorry on the…uh… well, the whole hitting you and trying to beat the crap out of you. And thanks….for warning me or saving me… whatever…” she said it in a soft tone.

“it’s alright… it’s an experience… and I’ll never ever do that again to a girl… who knows they could kill me just like you. ” he joked.

“I’ll take that as a compliment…” she said it sarcastically.

“Look… I don’t know how many more people could be stuck here in the university but we got to work together to stay alive to find the others or at least a way out. So, we should start get along now. “He said.

“Fine, but how can I trust someone who has his ski mask on…” she said and points directly to his face.

“Oh! Hold on. I totally had forgotten about it.” He took off his ski mask and revealed a good looking punk dude with one stud piercing between his ridge and three studs piercing on his chin. “I’m Caleb.” He introduces himself.

“…Stephanie…” she answered shyly.

“Alright… cool… now; we just got to wait for them to walk away.”

Stephanie didn’t care who she was with. As long that person did not try to do anything funny like probably use her as a sacrifice and then that person made a run for it. She didn’t know who this Caleb was. She decided to be cautious of him in case of panic situation or if anything goes wrong. All she knows, is that her friend, Jeannie, is stuck somewhere in the lift and she needs help.

        Jon on the other hand, was walking continuously the hall.

        “Man, I didn’t know the hall could be like… this long… it’s like a never ending hall!” he thought to himself. This goes on for a while and he starts to wonder is he walking around in circles. It was kind of dark since there is no light in the hall.

        “There’s got to be a flash light here somewhere… I remember that this university has some flash light box or some emergency box on the wall here somewhere…”

        Using his hands to feel around, he felt that the walls were wet and cold. He knew well that it was blood but he didn’t bothered or perhaps he tried not to be bothered by it. He felt a cold steel surface. Straight away, he knew it was the emergency box. He opened it and took out the flash light. He uses it and aims it directly in front of him. And to his shock, he saw a very humongous fat man.

His lower mouth jaw was gone as if it had been broken off and his tongue was split in half while dangled down. Its salive is not a transparent liquid. It had mix with his blood which makes his drools sticky and bloody. His eyes were sewn shut. It wore a farm boy outfit with variety types of knives in its pockets. It was chopping other students that were still in the university and some were still alive but couldn’t say anything as they were dying and breathing on their last breathes. Some were gargling on their blood. The foul stench of blood fills the air. To his disgust, Jon tried to hold back his urge to throw up but the sight of his classmates and other students from his college being hacked alive was too unbearable for him to see. There was nothing he could do to save them. It was already too late for them. He felt guilty leaving them but he had no choice. He could not fight such a big monster and he was unarmed. He had no weapon with him, not even an army swiss pocket knife.

He walks back slowly and points away the direction of his flash light in the opposite way. As he was walking, he accidently stumbled on a janitor’s mop bucket. The monster heard the noise and starts walking towards it. There were no rooms nearby for him to hide. He shuts off his flashlight and stayed very quiet. The stench of it is so mortifying that he has to pinch his nose tightly. It then starts to smell for Jon. Jon walks hastily as it seems to follow smell and noise. He tried to make his footsteps soft as possible to make it lost its way towards him but it seems that his scent was already caught by the fat monster. Jon didn’t really see where he was going as he was paying too much attention to the monster hoping that it would just go away. He reaches to a dead end.

        “Shit! Damn it!’’ he said. He looks around and saw a male student corpse.

“ DWAYNE???!” to his shock, it was his president from the student council. His upper body was there but his lower body was missing. He was cut to half. And his organs were coming out from him. It seems that he had fallen to their hands he thought. He felt sorry for the president. Then… an idea crosses his mind. He felt bad using his president as a shield but he has no choice. His president was dead but Jon is still alive and breathing. He takes his hand, took large amount of blood from the president and smothered himself with it and uses the president body to cover himself and his scent. 

There, Jon stayed very still till it arrives… he tried to look for Jon but finds it difficult. Jon scent was caught till he was standing near the corpse. But it seems confuse. Jon scent was caught there but then another scent of a dead person covers it. The fat man or monster starts to growl in anger and thinks that his prey has fooled him and had gotten away. He turns his back and walk away. As Jon let down his guard and puts down the dead corpse, it turns around and threw his big knife towards Jon’s direction. Jon dodges the knife. It growled in anger thinking that it was almost being fooled by him. He charges forward with his big fat heavy feet like a bull running towards the target only this time, it wants his life. Jon run towards it and dodges his large arms. The chase begins.

“OH SHIT! SINCE WHEN DO FAT PEOPLE RUN FAST??” shouted Jon.  He jump and dodges bodies that were in his way. So many bodies were found in his way of escaping his death. He turns to his left and the monster takes a long time to turn as his body is so heavy. Noticing the weakness, he took advantage of it.

“TRY THIS YOU FAT PIECE OF LARD!” he said as he makes a turn. Jon turns to every direction it came upon his way. But little does his know that it’s leading to his trap. And it happened, he was trapped.

“CRAP!! NOT AGAIN!! WHY! WHY!!” shouted Jon.

It cornered Jon and this time it did not give any chance for Jon to slip away from its fat and heavy arms. It grabs Jon with one hand and starts squeezing his body.

“AHHH!!!” Jon shouted in pain as he can feel the tension in his ribs being slowly about to crushed.

“HEY FATSO!” a stranger shouted. It turns and saw a man with a shot gun pointing straight towards his fore head. The stranger pulls the trigger and the monster head being blown off with blood splattered on the walls and of course, on Jon’s face. Its large body fell down with a big impact.

The stranger walks towards Jon, giving him his shoulder for Jon to hang on to. Jon flashes his light towards him and it was Gregory from the management department office.

“Gregory?? Wha-!”

“No time to explain. We got to get you out of here before anymore of his fat club people shows up.” He interrupted. “Here, use this.” Gregory handed him a weapon. It’s a butterfly magnum caliber gun. “Ignore the size of the gun. Once you pull this trigger, it can really kill a person or monster with just one hit on the forehead.

“A gun?? But I never used a gun before… More importantly, WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET THIS GUN??” Jon shouted.

“Well, I'll explain the gun part later. Now’s the time to use it. Unless you want to be their dinner…” Gregory said in a sarcastic tone.

“Fine…” Jon said. “And they say fat people are harder to kidnap…” Jon joked.

“I guess they were wrong about it then.” Gregory gave a comeback joke.

“Damn right they are wrong… Food grudges are meant to be feared.” He said. “Are we the only people left in this university?” Jon asked.

“No, I don’t think we are. So if there are survivors here, we should save them from the fate like the others here and your president.” He answered.  They both talked as they walked through the bloody hall.

Two saviors, two rescued and one saved by her own luck. How will this turn up for them in this dead university?

P.S: you probably found alot of mistakes in here... im kind of lazy to edit it so thats why...(-_-)/ enjoy... btw, writing this story is dangerous cause everytime i continue writing this story, there's a black out... lols... so probably thats why I'm not meant to be a writer... lols.. as for the pictures... yea.. still not able to relate it very well.. it will have to do. lols

Chapter 1

 

The scorching sun gives off a heat that is so unbearable that you wouldn’t even want to step out of the university. Jeannie, walking outside the university, noticed everything around her slowly begins to look bright red. Was it her eyes playing tricks on her? Rubbing her eyes hard, she thought to herself that she must be tired and it really was a hot day after all. Was she hallucinating from the heat? She opened her eyes but the colour red was brightly burn to her eyes. She looked up towards the sun thinking was it an eclipse? No, the sun was still there, only it glows with the colour red like a blood moon that appears in vampire novels.

Jeannie, frightened by the situation, quickly headed for Stephanie, to check on her. She quickly went on the elevator and pressed the fifth floor button. In the middle of way the lift stopped moving up. Nor did it open its doors… She then pressed the emergency call button.”Hello? Security? I’m stuck in the lift. The door won’t open. Could you please open the door for me?”

Instead of a reply that she thought of-… well… you could say… there wasn’t any reply at all.

She tried several times asking the security on duty in the surveillance room to help her open the door or to come to the lift and help her opened it. No one replied again and again. Not a single voice could assure her of safety.

On the other line of the surveillance room, blood was all around the room. Writings, drawings, scratches were all etched on the wall. The security that was on duty, had his body stabbed onto the walls. His body was full of words that were etched onto his skin. A creature… no… a sword monster, was in the university. This sword monster, with a normal man’s body and long black hair, didn’t had any hands. Instead, it had his limbs replace with swords. Stitches were all covered around his body. Like a fresh wound that just been closed. Wearing just a coat and long black pants with boots. He heard the cry of help from Jeannie from the speakers, it walk towards the screen moniter and saw her. His eyes look kind as it was enchanted by another being that look different from him. A female… it went off the room to look for her.

In the lift, no one answered in the end. Jeannie panicked, “HELP! HELP! IS ANYONE THERE! I’M STUCK IN THE LIFT! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME!! PLEASE!!I’M TRAPPED!! HHEEELLPP!!!”  she desperately shout even though she was already breaking down in tears. She thinks to herself asking why is this happening… what is going on? Was she going to die in here? In this dead lift? When she was just a few floors away from Stephanie.

She continues to shout for help hoping that anyone or anybody could hear her desperate cry of help. She even hoped and prayed that Stephanie would come by to the elevator to break her out. Alas, no one was there. Why would they be? Everyone would be at their dorm resting or doing their assignments. 


Feeling scared, vulnerable, helpless… she cried even more. She wants to give up. She felt that there is nothing she can do but cry. She sobs and wept. Wondering was fate always this unfair to her. She begins to doubt her survival.  Then she starts to feel claustrophobic. She couldn’t breathe or perhaps her body wouldn’t let her breathe. Its like her own body wants kill itself. Chocking, coughing and gasping for air desperately. She passed out after that. Her tiny body couldn’t support her panic body reaction.

The light in the art studio room begins to flicker.  Stephanie felt a slight shake under her feet. Is there an earthquake going on? Immediately, she acted according to her guts and went for the door. By the time she touched the handle, parts of heavy blocks from the outside ceiling came tumbling down blocking her only escape.

She begins to panic... she looked around and saw the window. Her only escape out of this death trap room.  She grabs the chair and threw it at the window. Broken glass were everywhere on the floor but it didn’t stop her on trying to escape through the window. She tried to act quickly so she walks hastily towards the windows. However, just as soon she was about to make her escape,  parts of the ceiling wall landed on her head knocking her into unconscious state… shards of broken glass had pierce her arm but she didn’t manage to feel it as she was there passed out. There was nothing she can do. There, she lay, bleeding.

As for Jon, in the computer room, the computer that he was using begins to emit static sound “oh great... What did I touch?! Crap… I hope I didn’t spoil it. I AIN’T PAYING FOR IT!!” Jon thought to himself.

As soon as he tried to leave his seat to fix the problem, the screen turns static as well. “NOW WHAT??” he shouted, irritated by the problem.

He suddenly stopped and stared at the screen. Something is in there. He went nearer to the screen and starts to squint his tiny eyes to see the image better. But it was too blur and too full of static to be seen. A faint breathing was then heard through the speakers. Creeped  out, he switch off the speakers. But the breathing sound didn’t stop, instead of getting softer, it got louder and louder. Jon startled by it, moves back.

A sharp piercing screams was then emitted from the speakers, it was so painful, and Jon’s ears begins to bleed. Using both hands, he shut his ears as much as possible to soften the sound of the screeching scream but the sound was too loud that closing his ears is only delaying him death from the sound. He grabbed the chair and starts smashing the computer. The sound finally died out. He quickly grabbed his bag and head out of the room. He feels fatigue from the sound and begins to walk like a drunken man. Refusing to fall unconscious, he drags himself using the walls as a support with his bloody hands.

 Outside the room, the walls was covered with blood as if someone had been hacked. Little does he know, what sort of tragedy awaits him…

P.S :some pictures might be unrelated, so please bear with me :D please excuse my mistakes!

Prologue

Hot summer days going by in Kensington British University. Students from the university had already gone back to their own dorms as soon as the day was over. Well… most of them.  Sitting in a bright lit art studio, Stephanie and Jeannie from the Design Department were still there finishing up their designs to be finalized. Jeannie, with one hand grabbing her hair, gave out a frustration moan of stress.


        “Ahhh!! I can’t take it anymore. I’m so tired and I can’t think of any more ideas!” complained Jeannie.

      “You’re always tired! Didn’t you get enough rest?” Stephanie yelled back in irritation of Jeannie’s moaning.

        “ I did! I just want to go back and sleep.” replied Jeannie.

Jeannie packed her stuffed and head out of the studio, leaving Stephanie behind to lock up the door. However, those two aren’t the only students left in the University.

Jonathan, or Jon for short, from the same department and class as the other two students, was alone in the computer room. As part of the student council committee, he was given the job to come up with the proposal for the upcoming prom event even though he has his hands full with his other assignments.

 Yes, everything was normal for them. Get busy, finish the assignments, and go back to their dorm. Repeating it every day without a care in the world of what is abnormality. But the word normal for them is soon about to come to an end.

P.S : sorry that the prologue is very short. i just want to get on with the story~! yea, I'm adding images just for fun and to get the idea cause I probably won't be able to explain it very well in the story. enjoy reading~! :p