By Haiden Rayne.

-No dark sarcasm in the classroom.-

Pink Floyd.

9:15pm, Roger Waters Highschool.

October 31st, 2008

The school was abandoned by this time and the only soul here was the janitor; at least it was most nights except tonight. Allie awoke strapped to the desk in the seated position with a groan before realizing she was stuck to the chair. "H-hey, what the fuck?! Hello?!" She called out but there was no response. Despite this attempt at captivity she was very petite and very athletic, she took a breath and relaxed before slowly wiggling herself free; once free she stretched out and looked around the dark classroom before jumping at the loud speaker. "Good evening, students. It is now 9:15pm. Enjoy the school to yourselves." This disturbing voice was followed by laughter that made her shutter.

She headed to the door and tried it only to feel defeated for a moment before searching her pockets. "Yes!" She exclaimed as she pulled our her Cold Steel survival knife, unsheathed it then stuck it between the door jam and the door where she jimmied the lock open to freedom; she retrieved her knife and rushed out and only to bump into something and fall. "Ow!" She groaned. "Yeah, ow, sorry." She quickly got to her feet and readied her weapon, just like her mother had taught her before she went crazy. "Woah! Allie, hold up, dude!" David shouted as he backed up with his arms up. "D-david? What the fuck?!" She said as she lowered the knife.

As she lowered the knife another voice rang out next to her. "Allie, David?" She turned her head to see her little brother, Drake, walking up to her. "Drake?! What are you doing here, what are both of you doing here?" She asked. They both shrugged. "I was going to ask you before you pulled that knife on me." David chuckled nervously. "Wait, you pulled a knife on my Han Solo?" Drake asked with a laugh. "Dude, your sister's nuts." David said with a chuckle. "No, no please don't call her nuts man." Drake replied. Allie crossed her arms, tapped her food and shook her head.

"Yo, idiots, can we focus here?! FUCKING Holy Sith Lords..." She said with rage in her voice. "Woah, you like the Empire?!" David asked, trying to get his mind off the situation. "Yeah man, she's a bonified Sith Lord. Always has been since the beginning. Seriously. Like-" Drake was cut off by Allie punching him in the shoulder. "Look, Rebel Scum, we can bitch later over who shot first but right now I'd seriously LOVE to know why we're here, at school, after hours." She took a long breath before looking down the halls.

"Anyone else from our school here?" David asked as they heard another voice from the hall to their right. "Allie!!!" Allie turned to receive a tackling hug by her girlfriend, Roxanne. "Rox?! What the hell are you doing here?!" Allie said as she cupped her face in her hands and looked into her emerald green hues that were full of tears. "I.. I don't know I just woke up here." She stuttered.

"Us too." David said.

"Yep." Drake replied with a nod.

Roxanne was relieved to her two best buds and her girlfriend here. "Heyy, Han. Chewie." She said with a half smile. "Sup' Rocco!" Drake gave a Star Trek hand gesture that made Roxanne giggle before the sound of the PA system started up again. "Good. EVENING, students!" The voice said with grim intentions. "Now that the main kids are all together we can begin. Let's start with the twins, hello Allison and Drake Watts. So glad to see you two together again. I mean, given the problems at home with daddy not being there and mommy on Smack. But hey, at least you're here. Now, let's address the other lesbian whore here-" Allie yelled over the loud speaker with furious rage. "HEY! HANS GRUBER! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS GOING ON HERE AND WHAT THE FUCK'S WRONG WITH YOU?!" She was seething at this point when there was silence for a good five minutes before they spoke again.

"My my, Allison Watts, such language for a young lady, what, like, how old are you now, seventeen? Which, come to think of it then that would make Drakie boy born just minutes after you, right? Good stuff. Now... SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH WHILE I AM SPEAKING OR THIS NIGHT WILL END RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW WITH YOU WATCHING YOUR DUMBASS BROTHER AND YOUR GIRLFRIEND DYING IN FRONT OF YOU! GOT IT!?" There was the silence again before they came back on. "Now, Roxanne Levi, welcome to the game! I'm sure despite your timid nature you probably feel safe amongst your friends and that...girl, right? Good. And finally, David Hanson! The school's resident class clown. Welcome to...drum roll please... 'HEY TEACHER!' where the stakes are high and the prize is leaving this school alive! Woo!! Give yourselves a hand! Yeah!" Whoever it was cleared their throat before continuing.

"Now, whose seen The Faculty? Anyone? Come on, it was made in 1998 and was a great movie. Had some awesome music by your favorite band, Allison. Pink Floyd! Well, at any rate, here's the deal. There are other, erm, let's call 'em 'students' for now, I'd just HATE to spoil the surprise, here on the many floors of Roger Waters Highschool and...wait... Anyone else find that weird or foreboding at all? No one? Hhm. Shame. Anywho, you lot are on the sixth, top floor, of this establishment and I will be playing a new song each floor til you get to the first floor but it won't be easy; all you have to do is survive however, if you don't heed my warning, which I'll get to in a second, one of you WILL die. Isn't that FUN?! Okay okay, my first, final and only warning is this: Don't. Get. Complacent. That's all. Now, to start this off right because I know you lot LOVE pop culture as much as I do, I'm choosing the first song. Allison, I dedicate this first song to you. Alright! Get moving. You have til sunrise." The voice was replaced with Pink Floyd's The Wall. It echoed throughout the halls and made everyone except Allie shudder.

"What..what do we do?" Roxanne stammered as she began to shake. Drake and David straightened up and looked at Allie who seemed to be oddly calm, Roxanne caught on to this and looked at her girlfriend. "Allie?" She stuttered. Allie looked down one hall then the other before taking off her leather jacket and draping it over Roxanne. She took a breath before looking at her little brother, his best friend and her girlfriend with a kind of reassurance that made them raise an eyebrow. "The Faculty, 1998. Whoever they are, they know me rather well. My favorite band, my favorite movie, ugh, look guys. We gotta get-" She was cut off by the music stopping. "Hey there, students, not sure why you guys are standing there; it's now 10:56pm. I'll restart the song for the birthday girl and that'll be the first of five leniencies. Oh, and Allison, happy birthday, sweetheart!" The song started over and Allie took a breath before heading towards the cafeteria.

"Allie, that's not the way out." Drake called after her as he began to follow her with David and Roxanne behind him. "I know. But if this IS a game, then, I bet Jay and Silent Bob Strikes Back there's going to be stuff hidden about. Our best chance is to work together, and cautiously look around. Fuck this clown..." In her mind she was terrified but on the outside she was determined to win.

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She sat there watching the monitors as the group headed towards the cafeteria, a wicked smile grew on her face. "That's right, Allie. Play the game I set up for you. We'll see just how rebellious you really are." She turned up the volume on the music and began dancing around the room singing to The Wall as the other 'students' began to roam the halls. Allie, Roxanne, David and Drake were in for the worst night of their lives and Allison would come face to face with the hardest decision she'd ever have to make. After all. You can't have any pudding, if you don't eat your meat.