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Date started: April 27, 2020

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Everything is vague. Everything is in chaos.

The school has been in this situation ever since that day. The day that nobody had taken seriously. The day that we thought everything was a joke - a prank.

Nobody can't even take us away from this mess. Not the student council. Not the student organizations. Not the teacher. Not the principal. Not the school executives. Not even our parents. They probably don't know what was happening to us. They probably think that we're in our classrooms - having fun and studying -- achieving our dreams.

But we're in a complete opposite situation, we are nowhere near that "dream". It felt like the world is falling apart. We're hopeless. We cannot probably save ourselves. All of our ambitions were killed since day it all started.

Nobody knows who started all of this. He (or she) is probably one of us. Well, at least that is what we all believe. Nobody can leave the campus, not until he or she graduates. So its either the school administrators or the executives are the ones who caused this mess. But it can also be us, the students. However, whoever he or she is, that person is a good actor. A month has passed and we're still a mess - and clueless.

Everybody stopped when they heard the siren. We all did. This happens every day, every 1 pm.

Its all a game. Someone is making fun of us.

"How's the game going?" The voice from behind the speakers spoke. His voice was manipulated. It was dark, soft and scary at the same time. The sound of his voice is the same as those in horror movies, but his voice, for some reason is comforting, only if we're not mad at him or if we're not aware of his intentions, not to mention the way he - or she speaks... We would've probably thought he was helping us.

But no, that is not the case. The reality was far from that idea. It was dreadful.

Everybody was silent. No one dared to speak.

"ONEs! How's maintaining 'peace', going?" He asked in a form of mockery.

The ONEs are the student council. They are a group of leaders that guide the students of the school. No one in that group is soft spoken - they speak like how a leader would do. The greatest minds is in there as well. They are the greatest group in the school. They protect peace, and they care for the students like their brothers and sisters. They are kind, but strict. They are approachable, but no one dares to go near them. It's like an unspoken rule.

The people in that group was being chosen by them as well. That group is full of rules that everyone has to follow. If one of them breaks it - they will be removed from the group. No one is exempted. Not even their leader.

Everybody saw how the 12 of them stood up. They're always complete that's why nobody suspects them, besides, they're too kind and mature for those childish acts.

Gone were does smiling and soft faces, every single one of them look stoic. They look so rigid. Well, except for one, their leader. He was always calm and silent, nobody could really read him. Not even his own group members.

We saw how he told them to sit down and everybody followed him.

"Calm down. We're just getting started. Stop being melodramatic, its so not you Lex"

Lex. He called out to the ONEs' leader -- Alexander McGuffin. Everyone in the school knows that only his friends and his group members can call him by his nickname. Does it mean that its one of his friends?

No. The person behind all of this is smart. It's his game. He wants every one of us to doubt one another. And he already did. The youth is in chaos. Friendships are broken. Only the person in each group talks to each other. Nobody dares to communicate with other group - not unless it was necessary.

Nobody dared to speak, everyone's looking in the same direction - to the ONES' leader, Alexander.

"TWOs, THREEs, FOURs, FIVEs, SIXEs, and the lucky SEVENs! Have you found clues yet?" I closed my fists- trying to calm myself. How dare he provoke the groups? He doesn't have the right.

Everybody stood up -- including me. We just glared at the speakers. Some of the TWOs along with some of the FOURs left, probably going to the control room - where you can use the school speakers. They did that every time but to no avail.

"Hohoho! Calm your nerves everyone! I meant no harm" No harm? Yeah right! I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

"I like those looks in your faces... Makes me want to do more... So much more" What does he want?! Can't he just stop?!

"Should we make everything a little bit more... Fun?"