Unicorn13564: See Nirah, I updated! (cheers) So no hurting Horo! Blah! And update on Pen-pals damn you! XP
Chapter 8: Appearances
Hao walked into the Science room that belonged to Mr Clod.
"What is it?" he asked, keeping his eyes fixed on the paper before him.
"It's me, Hao." Mr Clod looked up as he neared his desk. "What do you want? Come to accuse me of more things?"
"No, I actually came here to apologize for my behaviour… you see… I kinda had it in my head that you were killing of students…" laughed Hao nervously. "Well, you cant really blame me, I mean, you were digging and stuff- which I still don't get by the way- but I saw the clothes in the cellar that were being donated to charity… and… well, sorry… plus that room in the cellar really built up the tension…"
Hao laughed again nervously. 'I can't believe I was so wrong about all this, I was so sure he was a killer! …But the facts speak for themselves, he was just donating some clothes to charity, and people were just off sick… and if he did kill Ren, then why would he be ok with the publicity of Ren missing? It just doesn't fit… Sure I'm still a bit weary of him, but Yoh always says to give people the benefit of the doubt, so that's what I'm gonna do.'
Mr Clod put away his paper and rose from his chair. "Perhaps, to avoid further suspicion, you would like to see what is in that room?"
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The long-haired Asakura watched as the big metal door opened, allowing the two to step inside.
The walls were all scratched and rusty, and metal chains, along with other tools lay around the rather large room. The room also had a long, solid metal rectangle that was in the middle of the room, rusty like the walls.
"…Funny…" said Hao, his eyes fixed on the redness that was scattered all over the walls and the large metal rectangle. "…that paint… almost look like…"
"Blood? Yes, I suppose it does doesn't it."
"You know, if you ever were a killer, you'd never guess it was you." Said Hao, his heart beginning to race as the slight fear of danger took over him.
"Well you know what they say about appearances…"
Hao spun round as he heard the door lock, and the eyes of an insane man meet his. "Fuck… you really did kill someone…" he said in disbelief, backing away as Mr Clod moved closer.
"Yes, a young boy who was becoming a nuisance to me, always moaning about some annoying boy pulling pranks on him…"
"REN!" The man laughed wickedly and pulled out a long black chain, much like the ones that surrounded him.
"Oh bollocks. HELP!" he yelled, backing away faster, "HELLO! LOCKED IN HERE WITH A PSYCHO- WILL SOMEBODY FUCKIN HELP ME!" he yelled, rather pissed off that no one came.
Hao yelled and yelled, but it was no use, the cellar door was way too thick and he was in another room beyond the cellar… there was little hope now.
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Yoh sat at his desk next to Ricky, breathing lightly as he slept. Suddenly his eyes shot open as he shouted 'Hao', startling Ricky and some other people.
"Dude, what the hell's your problem…?" asked Ricky, putting his hand where his heart is to symbolise that Yoh had scared the shit out of him.
Yoh ignored Ricky's question and, in his mind, images began to flash as he began to finally figure out the mystery.
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'The missing people…'
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"But look, Pete was absent and now Jerry is too…"
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'…the sack…'
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'Wow!' thought Hao, feeling his heart rate increase as he began to panic. His eyes fixed on the large sack that was tied up and slammed against the wall… a large sack that was big enough to hold a body… 'T-That things massive! …Wonder who it is…'
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'…the clothes…'
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Hao collapsed on his knees, looking to the ceiling and glaring at it. "Why God, why?" he asked, "Why do you keep doing this too me?" He sighed and looked again at all the clothes that were in there. Some looked brand-new, some looked old, but Hao hated it when he saw the label on the inside of the bag saying 'charity'.
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'…the shifty eyes…'
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Yoh glanced at Mr Clod, his eyes all shifty and alert.
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'…the other room…'
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"There was another door down here…?" asked Hao to no one in particular.
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'…and the digging…'
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The long-haired teen moved the curtain to reveal a cold, windy storm that had arisen, and a figure, hunched in the darkness with a spade, digging up the earth.
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Yoh's mind swirled with answers as he put the puzzle into place. 'The bag to put the body in… the clothes to destroy… and shifty eyes of a murderer… the room in the cellar to store the decaying bodies… and the digging in the night to dispose of them…'
Ricky yelped in surprise as Yoh quickly leaped out of his seat and grabbed him by the arm, dragging him out of class.
"Yoh," he said, still being pulled along by him. "One, you're a lot stronger than you look, and two, what the fuck is going on!"
The Asakura dragged him round a corner and released him. "Hao, he went to see Mr Clod, right?" he asked in a panicked tone.
"Yeah, but he only went to apologize…"
"Shit…" he muttered, "Ricky, go get the guys, and come down to the cellar, I'll fill you in when you get there."
"But Yoh-"
"Just do it." He ordered, before running off towards the cellar.
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Yoh entered the dark, damp cellar and turned the small light on, allowing the bulb to light up.
He gasped as he heard faint cries for help from behind the door.
"Hao!" he yelled, going up to the solid door and banging on it. "Hao!" he yelled, his cries more desperate now.
"Yoh!" gasped the voice, "Yoh help me! Yoh! No! Yoh!"
He cried as he heard the rattle of a chain, and sound of a struggle… then… silence…
Unicorn13564: Holy fuck, he's a psycho! HAO, NO!