One Way Out
Finally, someone organizing a time where we can all sit down and talk. You walked slowly towards the cafeteria. John was the one on the intercom, he was to be trusted, right? You haven't seen him kill anyone. No. This was going to be a safe place.
You saw Emma Green walking down the halls with you. You walked over to her and started talking.
"Pretty crazy day, huh?"
"It was pretty crazy," she agreed, "What the heck is going on?"
"Wouldn't we all want to know?" She didn't seem like she knew about the murders, but she could be avoiding it like you are. You reached the cafeteria door and you tried to open the door but it was locked. You knocked and Saige opened the door. She seemed pretty scarred, her eyes were downcast and she looked like she really didn't want to open the door.
You and Emma entered and you saw Jessica hanging from the cafeteria ceiling. There was blood staining her shirt and hair and she was fighting hard to get down. Somehow she was still alive. Jonathan approached you and said, "Welcome! Sit, sit, at one of the seats," he pointed to the table where a bunch of your classmates were gathered.
"We apologize for the delay, we're just waiting for some last remaining members to arrive," he said in a flourish and leaned against the wall. Brandon and Landon were away from the group, whispering to each other. Then, they stood up suddenly and said Landon said, "I'm not going to watch you kill Jessica, I've got better things to do."
The twins then moved towards the door but were stopped suddenly. Jonathan was pointing Ezra's gun at them, "Leave and you die with her. I'm sure we'd all appreciate two more."
The two returned to their seats slowly. A knock on the door and Jonathan ordered Saige to open the door again. John burst inside, dragging a pleading Cynthia. He threw her towards us and adjusted his shirt.
"I'm so sorry for the delay. I was just making sure that everyone was present," John told everyone and then turned to Jonathan. They exchanged a few quick whispers before elevating in tone. You could hear "Emma" and "weapon" from their conversation. John cut it off quickly and turned back towards us.
He walked towards another one of the long rectangular tables. This table was laid with an assortment of knives. He grabbed some and walked to the center of the room. John studied the struggling Jessica. He took one knife, brought his arm back, and threw the knife at Jessica. The knife hit Jessica's thigh and she screamed in pain. Or fear. Or shock. Or the plethora of things she could be screaming for.
John clicked his tongue and held another knife. Jessica was swinging gently and John threw another knife. A near miss. He swore and threw the rest of the knives in rapid succession. More than one hit its target; Jessica's head. Screams echoed through the cafeteria, from Jessica and from the other girls. You just stared at her dead body, hanging from the ceiling.
You saw Emma Green walking down the halls with you. You walked over to her and started talking.
"Pretty crazy day, huh?"
"It was pretty crazy," she agreed, "What the heck is going on?"
"Wouldn't we all want to know?" She didn't seem like she knew about the murders, but she could be avoiding it like you are. You reached the cafeteria door and you tried to open the door but it was locked. You knocked and Saige opened the door. She seemed pretty scarred, her eyes were downcast and she looked like she really didn't want to open the door.
You and Emma entered and you saw Jessica hanging from the cafeteria ceiling. There was blood staining her shirt and hair and she was fighting hard to get down. Somehow she was still alive. Jonathan approached you and said, "Welcome! Sit, sit, at one of the seats," he pointed to the table where a bunch of your classmates were gathered.
"We apologize for the delay, we're just waiting for some last remaining members to arrive," he said in a flourish and leaned against the wall. Brandon and Landon were away from the group, whispering to each other. Then, they stood up suddenly and said Landon said, "I'm not going to watch you kill Jessica, I've got better things to do."
The twins then moved towards the door but were stopped suddenly. Jonathan was pointing Ezra's gun at them, "Leave and you die with her. I'm sure we'd all appreciate two more."
The two returned to their seats slowly. A knock on the door and Jonathan ordered Saige to open the door again. John burst inside, dragging a pleading Cynthia. He threw her towards us and adjusted his shirt.
"I'm so sorry for the delay. I was just making sure that everyone was present," John told everyone and then turned to Jonathan. They exchanged a few quick whispers before elevating in tone. You could hear "Emma" and "weapon" from their conversation. John cut it off quickly and turned back towards us.
He walked towards another one of the long rectangular tables. This table was laid with an assortment of knives. He grabbed some and walked to the center of the room. John studied the struggling Jessica. He took one knife, brought his arm back, and threw the knife at Jessica. The knife hit Jessica's thigh and she screamed in pain. Or fear. Or shock. Or the plethora of things she could be screaming for.
John clicked his tongue and held another knife. Jessica was swinging gently and John threw another knife. A near miss. He swore and threw the rest of the knives in rapid succession. More than one hit its target; Jessica's head. Screams echoed through the cafeteria, from Jessica and from the other girls. You just stared at her dead body, hanging from the ceiling.