Chapter 4
Kyle
11:01 PM
The party is finally done. Maybe I can get some sleep after I clean the confetti and eggs off my door. I swear pranks like these are for Halloween, not Christmas. These kids are wild nowadays.
Times like this I question my choices. Teaching and volunteering as a dorm master this Christmas. I didn't imagine being trapped here with a dozen pranksters. The fools don't realize I've yet to put in their exam scores yet. A small act of revenge is soon to come.
I'm vacuuming up the mess when everything goes dark, and the vacuum goes off. The powers are gone. I wait a full minute for the emergency generator which doesn't come on. Thankfully I have a flashlight in my pocket. It's small but creates enough light to see. I feel something behind me and turn around, and yelp.
"Mr. Mitchell" I say grabbing my chest "are you okay"
He is just staring at me. No shirt on and sweating. There is a blankness in his eyes. I immediately connect to drugs. He leans on the wall tilting forward.
"Damn" I gasp catching the boy his skin is on fire " the hell you kid doing to yourselves"
He groans something I can't understand as I lift him up. The kid is light thankfully so it doesn't strain me that much. I get him to the couch in a minute or less. He is still sweating, so I go to get some water.
As the water is running I hear him growling. I ignore it, figuring that the shit he is on is making him lose his mind. I just can't believe that people are willing to take stuff that does this. The future of America is bleak at best. But we did love some powder back in the day.
I turn around and Xavier is gone. My flashlight is spinning on the coffee table. I'm following the light but don't see the kid anywhere.
"Crazy" I say aloud
Suddenly I feel myself floating. I know my feet are off the floor. I see the room flashing past me and I know a wall is coming then...….