And I'm back. No, I'm not dead, yet (for those who thought that XD). Yes, I was not happy about the last chapter I wrote. It was just crap, but hopefully you still want to read the story. Now, I think I'll finally get to write some interesting stuff. We'll start off with some mystery in this chapter and may start with the horror soon.

I first wrote this first part in the last chapter, but then thought that a small cliff hanger would be good. So just for you to know where this starts, it's right after Edward runs to school (why did he have to over sleep?)

And I'm really sorry for begin so late with this chapter! I finished the chapter long ago, but when I was tranfering it over to my computer (I have an app on my phone that I finished it with), my computer wouldn't let me open the file and when I was going to open it in my phone it was bugged as hell! But then you got a nice Christmas present!

I don't own Whispering Corridors 2 or Fullmetal Alchemist! And happy Christmas!

He threw his bag over the bush you make sure it got through. He then crawled through it. He got up and picked up the already beaten bag and dusted it off. He looked down on his hands. They were really dirty from the crawling. He dusted them off as well, with very little success. Hanging the bag over his shoulder, he walked up the small stairs to the outdoor 'bathroom'. It was simply a low stone wall with some sinks. Of all places in the school, this was him favourite. He went over to one sink and turned on the water. As expected, it was really cold. Good for morning sleepy students had one of his teachers once said. He washed his face and his dirty hands, probably got dirty from the crawling.

"Well, well, well. No surprise in finding you out here at this hour" a tired dark voice said behind him. He quickly turned his head, but came face to face with his favourite teacher. He didn't tell any name when Edward started, so everyone called him 'Teacher'.

"Good morning, Teacher" Edward said politely and bowed.

"Good morning, Edward" Teacher said. He teaches in social science, and are a really nice person to talk to. Edward really like him.

"Aren't you late for the first lesson?" Teacher asked.

"Well, yes. But we aren't doing anything important right now. 'Cause I doubt that writing poems are important".

"Now, now Edward. Everything you learn in school is important. You just use some things more than others" Teacher said before turning around and walked away. Deciding that the first lesson still wasn't important, Edward decided to stay there for a little while longer. He tried to dry off his face with his hands. When he'd done that he looked up... and saw something on the stone wall that he hadn't noticed before.

On the stone wall laid a red book. The cover was undamaged and almost looked new, like someone had just bought the book and then suddenly just left it out here. He took down the book and looked at it.

As expected the rest of the book was undamaged. There was no name written in it, so the owner was still unknown. He He opened the first page. The entire page was covered in colourful text's and drawings. Some had very small pictures as well. He continued to look through the pages, and after a while he decided to read one page. Just because his curiosity had gotten the best of him!

He started at the back and flipped through the first pages, but stopped at one.

The entire page was dark green, except for the small decorations in two corners that looked like flowers. Otherwise, there was no other pictures on the page. There was a small amount of text on the page, written with a white calligraphy pen. Because he was curious as hell, he started to read.

The first kiss, like the smell of apples? On your lips, I've tasted the blood that touches my tongue...

Edward was taken back by the text. The breath that he'd been holding was let out and sounded almost like he'd been running. To think that someone had written this. And perhaps a boy his age as well!

Looking over the page, he noticed that this was the only text on the entire page. No side note or anything else. The opposite page was entire blank with some words cut out from different news papers. Looking at the next couple of pages, the most had different signs cut out from different magazines. The most where hiragana, but the was also some few katakana or kanji hidden In the text.

He looked around to see if anyone where there. But there wasn't. He started to wonder; why would anyone leave their new dairy out here and not keep it?

He could hear the other students coming out of their classrooms across the yard. As he still wanted to know who owned it, he put it down in his bag pack and walked to the school building.

Inside, it was chaos. Paper planes flew around in the air, students screamed or complained over the hot weather or that the two only fans in the classroom weren't working. Some where sleeping on their desks after long nights on work. Some even slept on top of each other, sharing one desk. The only one who weren't sleeping or sitting and complaining was Envy. Sure he was complaining, but he ran around the classroom with a video camera, commenting about everything and everyone. When he saw Edward enter the room, he waved at him.

"Wow! Where did you get the camera from?" Edward asked as he ran up to him.

"Well, it isn't mine. I found it in Willy's bag back by his desk. But who cares?!" He said. Edward then started to make funny grimacers to the lens. Envy laughed at his behaviour, but stopped as he saw Willy wake up at he other end of the classroom. Willy looked around and then saw Envy with the camera.

"Hey, hold on Envy! That's my camera!" He yelled and ran up to him. Just to tease him, Envy started to run around the room before running out to the corridors. Edward smiled at this, his boyfriend sure hadn't changed since he first met him. But since he was still tired, he didn't went after them but sat down by his desk. Then he took out the dairy from his bag pack. He opened it and started to look through it again. This time, he came by pages full with pictures. Almost everyone where of two boys about his age, both with black hair. After looking through them, he noticed that one of the boys where Greed from the photo album. Greed Homuculli! And the other boy had his face blurred away, meaning that he must be that boy named Ling (Was that his name?). Turning a page he saw only one picture covering the whole page. One picture of Greed.

He didn't got any further though, because next second Envy and Willy came running through the door, with Envy still holding the camera.

"I swear Envy! I'll kill you if you don't give me back that camera!" Willy yelled.

"Ahh, come on Willy! This is fun, don't you agree? And to tell the truth, this isn't yours right?" Envy said.

"..."

"I take that as a 'yes'. Why did you have to steal one?"

"Th-that's non of your buissness! Now, give it back!" Willy said and almost jumped after the camera.

"Wow! Calm down, dude! What are you gonna do with it? There's no film in it anyway!" Envy pointed out. Edward mentally made a face-palm after hearing Envy say that. But he couldn't do anything but smile. Why was his friends such idiots?

And done! Yes, there maybe wasn't that much new mysteries now compared to the other chapters. But yeah, next chapter and maybe most of the coming chapters are going to be longer than this. Because *drumroll* WE ARE FINALLY GOING TO START WITH THE HORROR! YES! I've been waiting for this so long, and now finally I get to write the horror part. But that won't come up until maybe after New Year. Maybe I can get it up sooner if I'm lucky. But until then:

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

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