User: Mermaid1211

I was going over my notes as I lay on my dorm bed. I came to the conclusion, that this is no longer a mystery that I want to solve; this is a mystery that I now have to solve. Not only must this murderer be caught and stopped, but my curiosity must be satisfied. Just then my thoughts were interrupted by an announcement. "All Staff and students must go to the theater for an assembly immediately." or something like that another attempt by the administration to control the situation. I stood up and snuck my notebook back inside my messenger bag. I left my dorm and headed towards the theater and then I stopped. I saw some kids heading to the tunnels underneath the theater instead. My heart and mind yearned to follow and so I did. I came towards the door when I saw what I thought was Mr. Aiden, the band teacher. I gently patted his shoulder, curious to see if I was correct. Although in my mind I knew I was, I knew practically all of the teachers because of interviews for the paper and such things. Anyways, he turned and seemed startled. "Oh my- shouldn't you be in the theater" he stated.I couldn't help but smirk, "I believe that you should be there too Mr. Aiden." I said and tucked my hair behind my ear. He seemed slightly irritated that I pointed that out. But hey, I can't play detective with teachers on my trail. Although if any teacher was going to be on my side, and not give me a hard time it would be Mr. Aiden. He's cool I think. I have to give him credit, he does a lot for the music program at the school, and he's a pretty chill guy. Anyways, I had to wonder if he was going to the tunnels too. "Don't tell me you're going to the tunnels as well sir?" I asked semi hopeful he would say yes. He thought for a moment before saying, "Might as well," then he also mumbled, "The school is better off having someone watching the hooligans down there..."I laughed a little, "Well that's good enough for me!" I walked with him into the tunnels, or labyrinth, as I like to call them. I felt slightly less anxious as we engaged in casual conversation. Like I said, Mr. Aiden is a nice guy, easy to talk to in my opinion. As we walked further and further, my mind wandered back to the murders. I thought a moment, "So, tell me something, Mr. Aiden, what you know about what's been happening?""I don't know any more than you do detective Joan." he teased, "Actually," he said on a more serious note, "You probably know more than me."I let out a light chuckle, because he was probably right about that. Have you ever heard the expression walls have ears? Well at this school, the ears report to me, mostly. We were continuing to walk and then all of the sudden the lights went out. I stiffened with anxiety. I instinctively clutched his shoulder shocked and frightened by the immediate darkness."We should get out of here..." I whispered quietly in a shaky tone. As much as I was curious, staying alive takes precedence. I sensed Mr. Aiden nod quickly. We used the walls as a guide to walk the tunnels. And just when I thought it could not get any worse, a laugh echoed through the air, an unsettling laugh that sent a chill through my body. You could not tell where it was coming from, only that it was close. Michael was shielding me as we stood in the center of the hall. The murderer was there, I knew it. Every ounce of my being wanted to run, but I couldn't. I was frozen in fear as the screams of my fellow students filled the air. The lingering smell of death floated towards us. I thought I heard someone closing in on us. I stumbled slightly backwards. My eye caught the shadows of a blade. And then he groaned. Mr. Aiden, he was attacked. My flight or fight response decided to kick in and I started to scurry away. But I stopped myself. I heard footsteps running away. The attacker must have left. I had to go back, to see if he was ok. It was worse than I thought. I couldn't see very well, but it didn't take a doctor to hear the pain in his voice as he tried to form words. "Oh my god- Michael!!" I exclaimed as I ran over to him shocked and scared. I took a deep breath. "Lean on me," I said in a quieter voice. I acted as a crutch for him, and I could hear the panic in his voice as he tried to form words. "Shhh, Be quiet, it'll be ok..." I tried to comfort and calm him, "I think it's up here somewhere..." I reassured him. I tried to think but my mind was running like crazy. I started to mumble to myself, "Think Joni think...." I knew the tunnels, I studied the blueprints of the school before, I just had to remember. It didn't help that there was barely any visibility. I could hardly see two feet in front of me. And I was supporting him as we struggled along. But now it was not just a matter of getting out, it was a matter of getting out in time.