Tai's cleats echoed down the long hallway. Moonlight danced on the floor by the windows. The soft click of the cleats bore into his mind. He never liked silence. Never. He liked life when it was loud, when you had to fight to win. He pulled open the door leading toward the office. Walking in he passes three doors. All locked, they belonged to the principals. Arriving at the front desk he stopped and looked at the little red phone. The wind blew outside and rain began to patter against the window. He thought he heard something in the distance. Picking up the phone he forgot all about it. Nothing. The phone was dead. 'Duhh Tai, the power's out.' He put the phone back on the hook. 'I wonder how Joe's coming with the power.' He looked over at the refrigerator in the teacher's lounge. Pulling it open he pulled out a can of soda. Popping it open he took a sip and walked out the door.
Goosebumps ran rabid across her bare skin. She pulled Joe's jacket tighter against her body. She looked down another corrodor. She knew she had taken a wrong turn some where. He mind was cluttered with T.K.'s death. Her eyes were blood shot from crying. Salty tears dried on her cheeks. Stumbling on in the darkness she really didn't care if she ever met anyone ever again. She finally collapsed on the cold hard tile. She began to weep again. Thoughts swirled in her head. She heard footsteps running down the hallway. She looked up. Here eyes were still watering. She saw a figure. T.K. She wiped her eyes. T.K. was running toward her. She stood up. "T.K." She yelled out. He was yelling something back at her but she couldn't make it up. T.K. stopped when he got near her. His face smiling. "I'm so glad you're ok!" she gleefully said. She went to go give him a hug, but his face changed to a stern look. "I told you to run Kari; why didn't you listen to me?" "T.K.?" Something began to drip on the floor. She looked down. A knife was shoved into her chest. She looked back up. The face wasn't T.K.'s It was someone's else. She felt the knife being removed from her chest. She dropped back to her knees, on the cold tile floor.
Matt walked down toward where everyone had gone. The cold night air blew over his exposed skin. He didn't know whom to look for. He knew Tai and Joe had gone off this way; but to where? Then he remembered that Mimi and Sora had gone off to the bathroom. He turned down the drama hallway and walked toward the restrooms. As he approached the girls bathroom he thought about going in but he decided to knock. He taped lightly. No one came. "Hey, It's Matt!" No answer. "Hey this isn't funny!" He looked around the hallway and walked in. It was pitch black in there. "Hey, Mimi? Sora?" He ran into on of the stalls. Turning his watch light on he noticed something on the stall wall. He looked closer. Blood. He picked up his to walk forward, but there was something sticky on the floor. He was afraid to look down be he had to know what it was. Shining the light on the floor he saw a chunk of bloody skin. He kicked it with his foot and it flipped over. He blinked letting the light look onto it. A breast. It was some girl's breast. His heart thudded. Scanning the light forward he saw whom the body part had come from. Sora laid there mangled and nude. Her clothes lay in a pile next to the sink. Blood was smeared all over the walls. He looked at her face. Twisted in pain. He began to cry hot tears. "Who would do this? How could someone do a deed this evil?" He reached to cover her body with her clothes, but as he got closer to the mirror something caught his eye. There was something written in blood. Smeared across the mirror the red trail read, 'You will never catch me, for I have the power to kill. Killing is the most fun game in the world!' To his horror Sora's other breast was the dot on the exclamation point. Matt began to cry tears of sadness and fear. The killer was still around. Matt quickly covered her body but as he began to step back over her body, he heard something move in the in the bathroom. He shined his light in the direction of the stalls. Two stalls were wide open; one was partially closed. His adrenaline began to pump in his veins. Walking toward the stall his shoes made a sticky patter. He heard a heavy voice coming from inside the stall.
A scream pierced the night sky once again. Mimi jarred her head against the wall of stall. As she moved her head the door was kicked in. A blinding light shone into her face. "Mimi?" She knew that voice. Mimi stared at Matt. "What happened?" She demanded. Matt looked back at her, there was a large bruise on her temple, and her shirt was ripped. "Some-someone has been killing off our friends." She looked at him like he was joking but as she stood up the rank smell of death met her nose. Her eyes looked around Matt and saw Sora, dead, covered by her clothes. Mimi began to whimper. A tear formed and rolled down her cheek. Mimi mumbled, "Oh my God." But Matt didn't hear her. Another voice ripped down the halls and into the bathroom. "Help! Someone help me!!" Matt recognized the voice. It was Tai's. The door opened up. Tai's hand grasped at the wall. "Help! He's going to kill me!" Matt jumped toward Tai's hand. He slipped on the blood. Mimi was terrified. A small emergency light began to flick on and off. As Matt pushed himself up he heard a blood curdling scream. "Stop! Stop-stop." Tai's hand went limp and slid down the bathroom wall. A new voice bellowed from outside. "Muhhh, Fresh Meat!" Matt scrambled toward the door, kicking Tai's arm out of the way. He slammed the door and reached for the lock. His hand grasp at thin air, the lock wasn't there. The murderer was slamming his weight against the door, trying to get it to open. "Mimi, help me!" Matt yelled. There was a constant pounding on the door. She rushed over, carefully stepping over Sora's remains. The light continued to blink on and off. Matt looked into the handicapped stall. "Mimi hold the door!" Matt's heart pumped. Mimi's heart was in a knot. Braced her back on the door and pushed all her weight with her feet. Matt dashed into the stall and began to rip the bar off of the stall. As he pulled it off he heard Mimi scream. Time slowed in Matt's mind. He looked at Mimi. Her legs, becoming weak. She looked down at her chest. A knife blade was protruding from her shirt. Matt dropped the pole and ran to Mimi. "I'm not going to lose you." She looked at him. The knife retracted back out the door. Tears formed in her eyes. "Matt, I-" Anger, hate, pain and despair swirled in his mind. She leaned toward him. Their lips met. Mimi retracted and coughed. Blood sprayed on Matt as she slid down the wall, leaving a blood trail leading to the floor. Matt looked at her in sorrow. Then anger overtook him. He ran back into the stall and grabbed the metal pipe. Rage flowed through him. Gripping the pole he looked outside the door. He heard something. Looking down Matt saw Tai. He laid there with a knife in his chest and a slash on his neck and arm. Tears streamed down Matt's cheek. His best friend was lying in front of him dying and he couldn't do a thing. All of a sudden Tai's eyes fluttered. He tried to say something but Matt couldn't make it out. A cloud blocked the moonlight from the window. Matt thought he heard a rustle down one of the hallways. Tai tried to say something again. Matt pulled the knife out of Tai's chest, causing him to moan in pain, and leaned down over him to hear what he was trying to say. "Be-behind. You…" As those words registered with Matt's mind, cold metal slid into his back. The metal pierced his lung and heart. Falling into the fetal position he cringed in pain. A voice sounded. "What a shame, all my game is dead. Well farewell." Moonlight crept back into the still hallway.