Now, this chapter would be the first rewrite of The Lost while the previous chapter was solely original. As I said before, this story is divided into 7 different stages. Stage 1 would just be a rewrite of The Lost while adding some extra chapters here and there while Stage 2 onwards would be entirely on my own. Not mean to brag but I'm pretty sure this would be my biggest story I will ever make.
The day went by as the afternoon air flew throughout the open window of the classroom. All of Lincoln's sisters had gone with their separate classes, Lincoln himself sat heavily on his chair, propping his head up with one elbow as he stared at his table which was scribbled with pencil writings from either him or someone who used to sit here. Around him, Clyde had his head hung on his desk, Stella was drawing doodles from her paper while Rusty fell asleep with his mouth opened.
He looked up the clock, 2:55. Only five more minutes and the school would be over soon and the kids would have two days looking forward to, he would be enjoying the weekend off reading comics, playing video games, or hanging out with his friends, maybe even all of them, before coming back one final week and then it's off to summer where they would really be looking forward. Speaking of summer, June, 7 would be his 12th birthday.
Mrs. Johnson was talking to someone on her phone, possibly either a friend or a relative as The Loud boy could hear her speaking to a girl named Sarah. The class technically ended a few minutes ago in terms of studying so all they could do now was wait for the bell to ring. It's not like they cared about that anyway, the study of coarse. A few kids were walking around the classroom out of boredom. Zack was standing on the left corner of the room with his arms crossed behind his back while Liam, Girl Jordan and a few other kids were looking through the window. The former two were talking amongst themselves. Lincoln was glad Mrs. Johnson had let them walk around the class as long as they don't break anything looking at you Rusty.
The clock ticked away, only 4 minutes remaining. Putting his things inside his bag, he decided to join in on Liam and Girl Jordan by walking to an open window to see the view outside. It was a nice view as he could see people walking through the sidewalk. The white-haired child turns his head around to look at the clock again, 3 minutes. He looked to his right to see Mrs. Johnson still talking to her phone, from what she was saying, Lincoln could tell this Sarah was her friend and visiting France, but then something odd happened.
"Sarah? Sarah, what's wrong?" Mrs. Johnson asked with a hint of worry in her voice. Neither the kids except for Lincoln, Liam and Jordan noticed nor cared. The said three, however, listen in on it.
"See what? I dont understand." Mrs. Johnson said her name again as a loud noise was heard through her phone then stopped immediately. She checked on her phone and find the call ended. "Must be no signal up there." She continues to check on her phone while the three kids stood there in confusion.
"That was weird." Said Liam.
"Tell me about it." Said Jordan as she and Liam walked somewhere else. Lincoln decided to stay and continued watching the outside view. Just 2 more minutes, his classmates have already waiting for that clock to strike three. The winds blew relatively faster than what the weatherman said on the news. He saw that it was very cloudy as well. Perhaps I should fly a kite later it does look pretty windy. Though maybe when birds won't come and destroy it that would be embarrassing.
Now that Lincoln thought about it. There are a lot of birds flying around the sky, almost covering the whole sky. The other kids saw it and went to get a good look. Some even took pictures.
"Cool!" One kid said.
"Why are they so many?" Said another.
"Kids get back to your seats!" Said Mrs. Johnson and they went back, except for Lincoln and a few kids who decided to stay. As if that wasn't enough, Lincoln could feel the ground shaking slightly, he looks to the nearby fish tank and noticed the water shaking as well. With that strange phone call from Mrs. Johnson, the birds flying and now an earthquake!? The other kids and the teacher took notice of this as well and began to panic.
"It's an earthquake!" Rusty yelled.
"Everyone hid under your chairs!" Stella said.
"Were gonna die!" Some kid from the back joked but he would never know how right he was.
"Kids, everyone remain calm." Mrs. Johnson said.
Soon the shaking became stronger and stronger that cars outside began to as Lincoln hold a grip from the table. Calm down Lincoln, calm down, it's just an earthquake it would be all over soon okay?
Soon, the shaking slowly began to fade but Lincoln could still feel it. See everything is fine. But he will never know just just how wrong he was. Suddenly the lights started to flicker as out of the open, papers and bottle cans flew aggressively through the air. Lincoln turned his attention to the sound of a lightning struct coming from outside, something odd and deadly was approaching from the distance it looked huge. What is that? He thought. From the looks of it. It almost looks like a giant wall of cloud that is coloured dark green, he squinted his eyes and it looks more like one of those clouds you'd seen from a nuclear bomb. That's when he was hit with the realization that it was indeed a giant wall of cloud and it was coming this way very fast. The other kids who were slowly getting up from their chairs suddenly went back to their previous position when they saw the giant dust storm of green mist coming towards them, fast!
Lincoln stood tensely at the green storm cloud in front of him, it looked huge and horrifying to look at. It stood very tall practically hundreds of miles above the sky from how it swallows everything around it. Lincoln reminiscent this of a mega-tsunami coming to the shore. Being so scared that he couldn't hear Clyde and his classmates told him to come back as he was more focused on the giant green dust storm.
In just two seconds and just as the clock reached three the giant cloud slammed through the window. This green mist created a powerful shockwave that broke all the glass and knocking everyone to the ground. Lincoln held on to the table tightly as the green mist punch through him before falling to the floor. He was lucky there was no glass shard hitting him as he was standing next to an open window.
Lincoln continued to lay on the floor with his eyes closed and held his breath, hoping whatever is happening would soon end. As if his call was answered, it ceased. Lincoln opened his eyes, breathing heavily and saw only green fog all around him. From what Lincoln could tell, he could not smell anything in fact he doesn't feel anything at all, apart from the freshly cut trees from outside and the familiar scent of the classroom or his own smell, he could not feel any smell of the green mist. He slowly sat up, his ears were still ringing and tries to look around to find his classmates. And during the time, he breathes very heavily from nose to his mouth, not knowing he was consuming a very large amount of the green air that would secretly be a deadly virus.
As he was breathing in, he could feel some weird sensation coursing through his veins and all over his body. He felt strange, everything was like a second slower than before.
When he was able to find his classmates, he could tell they were covering their faces with either their hands or their shirt. He ignored this and continued to breathe through the air. Not noticing the green air seemingly getting sucked inside his mouth even if he was exhaling. Outside, Lincoln could hear cars turning and people screaming.
About thirty seconds later, the green mist suddenly disappeared like a snap and everyone can see properly, well generally speaking. Lincoln looked around and find the lights bulb completely shattered, leaving only the outside window giving off the light around the darkroom. He could hear kids crying and talking to one another.
"I-is everyone okay?" Said Liam said.
"I think so." Said Rusty.
Lincoln had so many thoughts coming inside his mind. What on earth happened? What was that green explosion and where did it come from? And why is it green in general? Perhaps only Lisa would know that. Wait, Lisa! was she okay? he hopes he will find them soon.
As everyone was slowly recovering, they noticed their teacher Mrs. Johnson was still lying unanimously on the floor. Everyone was panicking.
"Is she alright?" Said Trent.
"She's laying on the ground unconscious, of course, she's not alright," Said Mollie in a sarcastic tone.
"Someone wake her up!" Stella said in worry.
Girl Jordan, Cookie along with a few other kids decided to step closer and wake their teacher up.
"Mrs. Johnson please wake up." Girl Jordan said desperately.
"Wake up!" Said Cookie.
Lincoln and the others stood there. He shot a few glances at his friends who all look just as distraught and scared as he was.
Suddenly, Girl Jordan and Cookie quickly stepped away with a yelp, fear engulfed on their faces.
"What happened?" Asked Stella worryingly.
"Mrs. Johnson's arm just twitched." Girl Jordan answered.
"Is that a good thing?" Asked Stella and Girl Jordan didn't answer as she just watched their teacher whe. suddenly, her hands twitch as Jordan mentioned.
"Mrs.?..."
Mrs. Johnson's body began to twitches violently as blood sprayed out of her mouth her eyes shot open with bloodshot eyes. He also noticed her skin slowly started to turn green, the same colour as the giant cloud of mist from earlier. This greatly terrified the kids around her, some of them started to cry while others look on in horror, but none of that scared them more than the sound of her distorted screams, she sounded that of a high pitch and raspy demonic growl that send shivers down Lincoln's spine as she jerked more chaotic.
What's happening to Mrs. Johnson? Lincoln thought as he stepped away from a little further around the corner of the room as she continued to scream and twitch violently before quick stopped.
The students looked confused and bewildered at what happened. They stepped a bit further to get a closer look.
"Mrs. Johnson?" Said Stella as she and Cookie stepped further. "Mrs?" she raised her hand closer to the teacher.
"Are you-" But her words were cut off when Mrs. Johnson grabbed Stella's wrist gripping it tightly almost crushing it causing the poor girl to scream in pain. She saw Mrs. Johnson's face giving of an incredible anger expression, her noticeably sharp teeth gritted and she let out a low growl.
"Ahh, Let me go, let me go!" Stella said frantically as Mrs. Johnson forcefully pulled the Filipina girl closer and bit on her lower neck causing her to scream even further.
The other kids screamed in confusion.
"STELLA!" All the kids screamed in horror.
What the hell?! Lincoln screamed in his thought.
Mrs. Johnson continued to bit down on the poor girl before Cookie kicked Mrs. Johnson by the stomach but it was too late as Stella lay lifeless on the floor. Lincoln, Clyde, Rusty, Liam and Zack looked on in horror as their fallen classmate/dear friend lay on a pool of her own blood.
Mrs. Johnson turned to face the small child and had an angry expression that said "That was a mistake." She leaped forward and pinned Cookie to the ground, biting the left side of her cheek. She screamed to be let go as the former teacher continued to sink her teeth inside the poor girl's cheeks.
Lincoln, Clyde, Girl Jordan along with a few other kids quickly sprang forward and grabbed the feral creature away from Cookie, ripping a big chunk in the process as Cookie knelt to a fetal position silently crying as she held her bleeding wound. Girl Jordan along with a few other kids went beside the bleeding girl and carefully rushed her outside and to the nursed office. Leaving Lincoln, Clyde, Rusty, Liam, Zack, Trent and three other kids.
Meanwhile, the other kids continued to grab a hold of Mrs. Johnson who was flailing violently, eventually, she was too strong and broke free and turned herself towards them and threw herself at Lincoln. Lincoln screamed as he tries to block the teacher with his arms.
"LINCOLN!" Clyde as well as a few others yelled as they rushed forward to help him. Soon they all lifted the teacher out giving Lincoln enough time to escape. Before the feral beast could escape any further. Trent rushed forward, holding a fire extinguisher.
"Move!" He yelled out as they reluctantly let Mrs. Johnson go as Trent came in and brutally whacks Mrs. Johnson in the side of her head breaking her skull in the process. They all stood around the teacher lay on the ground, blood seeped through her ears.
"Is she dead?" Said Zack with tears in his eyes.
"I hope so," Trent said as they continued to stare at the fallen teacher.
"Well, what now?" Someone said.
"Now, we get the hell out of here," Trent said.
"We need to tell Principal Huggins and call the po-" Clyde told but was cut off when loud screaming came from outside the hallways. They went outside and froze at the absolute chaos that is happening around them. All teachers were chasing every kid that they come in sight, at one point they saw one adult twisting the head of one of the kids and eating it in the process. Clyde and a few kids had to cover their mouths from vomiting. One of the adults noticed them and ran at full speed. This caused the kids to panic and slammed the door shut. The adult hit the door and began to tear through it all the while the kids continued to scream. Lincoln could feel his heart beating faster. The adult tear through the window before falling to the ground and the door below him. The kid's fear level increased. How did he able to break the door down?!
The adult started at Trent and lunged towards the child to the ground with incredible speed. Trent screamed as the adult tries to bite him. Sensing the immediate threat, Lincoln grabbed the fire extinguisher and knocked the adult out. Lincoln was surprised at how he was able to hit the man with so much force.
A few kids helped Trent out who was recouping from the previous attack.
"Thanks." He said to Lincoln.
"No problem." Lincoln answered.
As the adult lay there, the other kids soon catch their breath but soon panicked since there is no door.
"Seriously, what is going on?!" Clyde said panic trying to calm down but the screams from the hallways did not help.
"I have no idea..." Lincoln said quietly.
"This is messed up man, I'm out of here!" Said Rusty as he and all the kids left the room and jumped through the windows leaving Lincoln and Clyde with three dead bodies on the floor.
"What are we going to do now?!" Clyde said as he grabbed his inhaler.
"We need to get out of here!" Lincoln said urgently while pointing his finger through the window.
Clyde's blood ran cold, he didn't want to go out there but he also didn't want to go out the hallway so he has no other choice. Still. he was pretty hesitant.
"Don't worry buddy I got your back," Lincoln reassured his friend and he nodded. They climbed up through the window and was prepared for the carnage that they are about to witness.
Once they climbed outside, they were both greeted by the not so pleasant smell of blood and burnt car all over the surrounding. Their blood ran cold when they saw the dismembered body of what they assumed was a little girl laying on the sidewalk, it looked like it had been mould by a lion. They ran past the dead body as Lincoln could smell the putrid flesh around it. Being so young, he assumed it was about six years old. That's when he stopped running and came to a halt, Lola...Lana..! Clyde noticed this and was scared by whatever he's thinking.
"Lincoln, what's wrong?" Clyde asked.
"My-my sisters, Clyde. They could still be in there. We have to go back!" Lincoln said in a panic.
Fear spread on the boy's face. As much as he doesn't want to come back inside that place, he knew he would not let his best friend go alone. And, now that Lincoln mentioned that his sisters were there, Clyde wondered if his friend Chloe was still alive. A lump formed in boys throat and nodded, they went back to the school, preparing for the worst to come.
Several minutes ago
Chris Savinski was sitting on his chair at the counter staring at the ceiling with a bored expression on his face. He stood tall with some small paunch around his midsection, his brown hair receded from his forehead. He wore a red flannel and blue jeans, he has a slightly long beard on his face. He was 46 but could still pass for a 35. A few adults and kids were walking around the store looking for clothes. He looked at the clock and it was almost 3 and his shift doesn't end until 8 p.m. He blew a raspberry, you had a lot of jobs to take after being discharged from the military and this was the one you got? your dad must surely be proud. Shut up, me in my head. Working as a clerk at the Royal Woods Department Store was the only thing he can find in this town.
A customer went inside, it was a lady with brown hair and light yellow sleeves holding a blue stroller. She looked around in the shoe section and couldn't find what she was looking for.
She walked up to Chris and he slowly jolted up from his near sleep.
"Hi, how can I help you?" Chris said.
"Yes please, is there a shoe that can fit for my son? those were a tad bit too big." She explained.
"Hmm, what size is your son's foot?" Chris asked.
"About 2.8 inches."
Chris whistle. "Kinda small for a little guy." He chuckled softly.
"I know." She laughed back.
"I'll check if I can find some from the storage room," Chris said and walked to the said room finding the right size for her son. He kinda wondered if a baby's foot could be that short, could he be born prematurely? He always thought baby's who were born prematurely would grow up to be smaller. As he was searching through each box. He was able to find one shoe that had the same size. Just as he was about to leave, however, he noticed the ground starts shaking. What now, an earthquake? He thought it was as it started shaking faster. Chris dropped the box and crouch down before the ground stopped shaking.
"Oh, well that was close..." His words were cut off when a large shockwave hit him to the floor, followed by a green cloud-like air swallowing him.
It took a few minutes for Chris to regain consciousness. He got up and found all boxes littered on the floor. But not only that he could only see if darkness. He tried to stand up and could feel a glass shard on the floor. For some reason, he had a weird feeling flowing through his body and he could see the whole world a lot slower.
"The hell happened?" He asked to himself. As he went outside he was greeted by unimaginable chaos. The woman from earlier was tearing through the face of her one-year-old son. Chris was horrified at what the woman was doing and tries to find something to hit her. When he couldn't find any, he was about to regret what he's about to do. Thanks to his years of training back in the military, Chris tackled the lady and pinned her to the ground.
"Lady, stop!" Chris yelled.
Get off me you prick! Said, someone.
"Huh?" Chris said looking around to where that voice was coming from but lost focus when the lady pushed him off aside just as more adults came to devour the little toddler much to his horror.
Thanks a lot, dick, now they took my meal. Chris could have sworn it sounded like the lady.
"What the fuck is going on?!" Chris yelled.
We're eating, what do you think is going on?! Chris heard someone said but was too distraught to even noticed and his under the counter.
He cowered in fear desperately covered his ears as a way to not hear all the voices he could have sworn he heard but they just didn't go away.
Give me that!
He's my son, find your own kid.
Sharing is caring.
I'm gay.
Chris pulls out his phone and calls the police but no one answered, he called again but again, no one answered.
"Fuck I have no bars!" He screamed as he threw the phone away and went back to covering his ears for what seems like an eternity but only lasted for about a few minutes. Once the sounds and voices were ceased, apart from the sounds coming from outside the popped his head up to find there was no one but him. The entire place was a mess, the glass window was shattered and most of the clothes fell to the floor. Blood and dismembered bodies littered around the floor, creating a foul stench in the air.
Thinking there could still be any adults left, he went back to hiding behind the counter and hoped he wouldn't get caught by those insane adults.