The Phantom School 6 Chapter 6

Mr. Kenan was the one who provided us with all the information we had about this cursed building, and he was also the one who tried to protect us from everything dangerous... including himself, even if it meant sacrificing his life. But now, without him, I was feeling... lost. Unguided.

But I quickly came to my senses. There was no time for mourning. Even though the immediate danger was eliminated, we still had to escape the building. Who could know what this building would transform into the next time?

"I know you are... shaken, but we have to move on." I said. Even then, a few drops of tears dripped down my face.

"Are we just going to leave his body laying there?" Onur asked.

"I don't think there is anything we can do about it. Besides, we left everybody else laying on the ground; why would we do something this time?" Idil said.

"Also, there is a good chance we can infect ourselves." I added.

"Alright." Onur sighed. He walked forwards and grabbed the knife covered in blood. "It could be useful later on." he told us.

Idil was about to say something when I noticed some major changes in the hallway.

"Whoah! This building is going really wild." I said.

There were many lines of cables near the ceiling, and some windows had thin metal nets outside. Some of the cla.s.sroom doors were replaced with rusty metal doors. The iron bars behind us were much closer now.

"Let's leave this place." I said.

We walked to the end of the hallway and went upstairs. That floor has went through a major metamorphosis as well. Most of it was almost unrecognisable.

"Maybe we should've gone downstairs. If we get trapped, it is would be much better to get stuck at the bottom floor, because that's where the exit is." Onur said. He had a good point, so we walked back to where we came from.

Unfortunately, we were too late. Iron doors had appeared at all the enterances to the stairwell, effectively preventing the use of stairs.

"Perhaps we are not too late, run!" I said.

We started running to the far end of the hallway, towards the other stairwell. If we could reach it in time, before an unlucky transformation, we could use those to get down to the bottom floor.

We reached the end of the hallway quickly, but that was it. There were no stairs. Instead, we encountered with a featureless wall. We looked around ourselves for a while, but came up with no ideas.

"So, we are trapped in this floor." Onur said.

"Patience..." I said. "Maybe if we wait for long enough, it will transform again."

"I want to go and sit in one of the cla.s.srooms." Idil said. "I am very tired because of all this running around. You should come too." she suggested.

We walked to the middle of the hallway and entered one of the cla.s.srooms. A bit surprisingly, the cla.s.sroom we chose to go in had not transformed into anything else yet, not even a little. Everything that was supposed to be in a cla.s.s were there, and there was nothing alien inside.

We sat down on desks, tired of all the violence and action we had during the recent hours of our life.

"Do you believe we will make it out? See, we have learned everything we knew from Mr. Kenan. Now that he is gone, I think... I might have doubts." Onur told us.

"I believe we will make it out. After all, Mr. Kenan had to start from somewhere, right? We are in the middle of everything, and it is us who can dig out the information we need to solve the mystery and find a way out." I said. "I only wish more people were with us. What do you think, Idil?"

"I don't know." she replied, softly. "Now that the violence has ended, at least for now, I just want to rest for a while."

We sat there in the cla.s.sroom, in silence; trying to gather our strenght.

"I am a little hungry. Do you have anything to eat?" Onur asked.

"No, I don't carry my food around." I said.

"I could not possibly eat anything after all the disgusting scenes I witnessed today." Idil added.

"Hunger can kill you too, you know..." Onur said.

"Maybe we should take a look at the hallway again. Maybe the stairs came back." I suggested.

We were about to get back to the hallway, before we were stopped by the locked cla.s.sroom door.

"Please, NO!" Onur shouted.

"Now we are trapped in an even smaller s.p.a.ce." Idil said. "Forget about leaving the building, we can't even get out of the cla.s.sroom!"

"This is sort of your fault." Onur said to Idil. "We would be fine in the hallway."

"It isn't anyone's fault. Maybe we can wait until tomorrow morning here. People will find us and get us out of here." I said. Idil and Onur both sighed, and sat down on desks at the opposite corners of the cla.s.sroom.

"That thought is not helping me." said Onur, and stood up. He walked towards the teacher's desk, ran to the door and kicked it. The door vibrated violently, making a lot of disturbing noises; but did not open. Onur stepped back and tried again a few times.

"Oh, for the love of... Stop doing that, will you?" Idil said. It sounded like she was a little angry.

"No, Miss, unlike you, I do not want to end my precious life. I want to get out of here!" Onur said, raising his voice.

"You are just wasting your valuable energy for nothing. Think before you act!" she replied.

"Hey, hold it, the last thing we need right now, is to fight each other." I interrupted.

"Why are you bossing us around?" Onur replied.

"I'm just reminding you of what Mr. Kenan told us. We need to trust and support each other." I said.

"Talk for yourself. He is dead now." Onur said, while kicking the door another time.

"I told you to stop doing that! Such a nuisance!" Idil said. Onur stood there for a while, facing the door. After that, he turned to face us.

"You are just an obstacle in my way to escape. If you won't help me, just let me help myself!" he shouted.

"Stop acting without thinking, we NEED each other!" Idil shouted.

Onur suddenly raised his arm against Idil. My reflexes were good enough to hold his arm before he did what I thought he would do. Unfortunately, my move gave Idil enough time to punch him in the face. I pushed Onur away and I was turning to face Idil. At that moment, Idil got past me and kicked Onur's hand, knocking off the knife he got after Mr. Kenan's death. The knife flew across the cla.s.sroom and hit the wall. I got in the middle to push both of them away from each other. Suddenly, something hit the back of my head. I felt dizzy and lost my balance. I dropped to the ground, trying to cus.h.i.+on my fall with my hands. Everything went black. I could barely hear Onur and Idil fighting each other. In a few seconds, all sounds faded away.