This chapter is dedicated to 'Olivia94' once more, for letting me use her ideas! A big chunk of this chapter involves clues she set in her story! So woohoo!
Guilt is anger directed at ourselves - at what we did or did not do. Resentment is anger directed at others - at what they did or did not do. ~
- Peter McWilliams
Chapter Eleven
10:35 hours left, 8:25 PM
Fabian's POV
Everyone started making their way to the school, all of us being excessively discreet. This 'adventure' was going to go on way past ten o'clock; we would have to somehow sneak past Victor's curfew. I'm going to solve this mystery; I refuse to lose my Nina to this psycho.
"We have about ten and a half hours left." I mumbled, keeping myself behind everyone. Patricia glanced at me as we walked, and nodded, showing me that she heard. I know telling them the time makes everyone more worried, but they needed to know. Every second we had mattered, every minute we wasted grew us closer towards failing.
The time itself made me mad as well. I could literally see the time slipping from our palms, into Mr. A's.
The school came closer in to view, and we all went up to the door. Amber reached her hand out to open it, but I quickly stopped her.
"Hold on, I took a key from Victor." I murmured, reaching my hand into my hoodie pocket.
"When did you take that?" Alfie asked me, as I opened the school door. We all filed in, and I reached to turn on the lights. It was so different when no one else was around, not one person was in the halls, other than us. Just four-fifths of Sibuna.
"Doesn't matter; let's just get to the drama room." I stated, and we all headed into the drama room.
When we got there, we instantly started looking for clues. None of us were sure on what they would be, so we had to look through everything.
While we searched, 'Starry Eyed' began to play. I knew it was Amber's phone, and I swiftly went over to her. She was looking at it confusedly, before she picked it up. I stayed over by her, curious on who it was. I assumed it was an unknown or private number, which could easily be Mr. A. But we did have Nina's phone with us, why would he contact us on Amber's?
"Hello?" Amber questioned quietly. I waited for her to tell me who she was, and she stared at me while she waited to find out herself. I could see her hands were trembling, she was probably thinking it was Mr. A related as well.
I have never hated someone so much. He was destroying the sanity of almost all my friends, and taking mine away from me as well. And he was obviously hurting Nina, plus he strapped a bomb to her. And I could see her case of post-traumatic stress disorder returning when we got to her. She wouldn't be the same Nina when we got her back.I learned enough from my dad to know that.
"Nina? Slow down, you aren't making sense." Amber whispered. Wait, was Nina on the other line? The moment I realized that, joy washed over me, but worry soon followed. How in the world did she get to a phone, and why was she talking so fast? Despite her being taken, she would only be doing that if something was happening.
Gosh, I hope she's alright.
"Wait, he set a trap in here?" I heard Amber whisper, her sudden panic clear despite the almost inaudible tone.
I reached to take the phone from her, but a sudden boom echoed through the drama room, making Amber and I fall to the ground, flames beginning to already erupt.
Nina's POV
I could hear a shriek come from the receiver, and I knew Mr. A wasn't lying. He really trapped the location. He didn't lie.
"Amber? Amber, are you alright?!" I yelled as quietly as I could, tears beginning to stream freely down my face. I was positive all of Sibuna was with her, what had happened?
I never realized that the phone line went dead, so it startled me when the phone began to ring. I jumped slightly, but quickly picked it up, hitting the green button on the screen with my nose. It wasn't any number I recognized, but what did I possibly have to lose?
"Hello?" I mumbled, and a too familiar laughter erupted from the receiver. I groaned softly, the loudness giving me a headache.
"What did you do to my friends?!" I shouted, once I knew who it was. Why was Mr. A calling his own phone? Unless…
"I did absolutely nothing, actually. But you on the other hand… Well, you just set a bomb off right at their exact location." He responded, seeming to have a calm tone for what he was telling me. But what the heck did he mean? I didn't do anything!
And a bomb?!
"You see, I needed a signal inside the school for the bomb to go off, and your call did just the trick. I could have easily done it myself, but I would have to look up one of their numbers, but why do that when you're right here?" He stated, laughing again. I turned away from the phone, letting myself fall back into sobs.
I just killed my friends. It was all my fault.
Boom! Unless you actually read the Psych story 'A Little Birdie Told Me', you have just been shocked! Ooo! What do you think will happen now, with Fabian and the others supposingly dead? Are they dead, or did they survive the bomb Mr. A set up? And what's going to happen to Nina, when she thinks she is the reason they're suppoingly gone? Find out next time :)
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