Chapter 1.

Graduation day. It started in the most usual way. From getting up in the morning from the call of my best friend.

- Hey hey hey sleepyhead, get up, let me already near your house. came the voice of a friend.

I opened the curtains and was blinded by the bright morning sun. Then I looked down and saw that indeed, my friend was already waiting for me. Sometimes she called and did not come, although she said that she was already at the doorstep. She joked so much.

I got ready quickly and we moved to the school. My friend was very silent, until you talk about something with her, then she immediately starts up and begins to tell a lot of interesting things. But today she herself started a conversation with me.

"Have you heard about a serial killer in our town?"

"No…" I answered with concern.

"Recently, there was a series of murders on the news, suspecting that it was done by one person. All evidence pointed to this.

- Horrifying some you tell ... We have graduation now, and you make a fuss.

- Okay, okay, I won't. She patted me on the shoulder and said.

Our school was one of the largest in the city. There were so many pupils that there were crowds on the way to school. Each class was different in its form, and we were allowed to go forward, seeing that we were graduates. Along the way, we met our classmate, with whom everyone was friends. Well, at least our entire class.

— Hey girls, what do you want to see at the prom?

- What are you asking? I answered, because I wondered how he could influence what would happen at the graduation.

- Yes, just acquaintances are calling to celebrate graduation at home, well, I decided to invite you too.

"No thanks, we certainly don't want to attend such events. We will just stay at the farewell ceremony and go to me, there we will have fun in our own way.

- I agree, just go to you. my friend replied.

"Well, okay, I'll go while I invite someone else. – with a sad face he said and wandered on.

Songs were already sounding from the school, which already inspired a certain melancholy. And the atmosphere itself was, so to speak, not the best. A cool sea wind was blowing, which blew my hair in the wind, which made it a little difficult for me to move around. Also, Rina was straightening her hair and saying something to herself under her breath. Our entire class gathered in one place, in the shade that was from the big sakura tree that was near the stage. One of the school staff came on stage and told something. In general, the most ordinary boring ceremony. But at one point, everything turned out according to a terrible scenario. There was a sharp silence. From around the corner of the stage, while the director was standing on that one, a guy came out with a gun in his hand, slowly extended his hand to the head of the director and fired a shot. This shot was quite loud.

- Once. he said, aiming at someone offstage.

vystel.

- Two.

He counted all the dead. But why? While I was thinking and standing in fear, I did not notice that my friend had gone somewhere. There was silence around, but someone's steps were clearly audible. I started to look around and then I saw that she jumped out on the back of the stage and hit that killer with a bat. Everyone started running, destroying everything around. I was pushed along with everyone, although I was in a state of shock at that moment, I didn't even hear the voices of my classmates, who were clearly saying something to me. I looked at my friend. After she rebuffed that killer, her gaze changed and became furious. She raised her gun. Shot. She aimed at me. Hit in the leg. At that moment, I did not feel pain at all, only my eyes clouded and I saw blood oozing from the wound. Then that classmate with whom we had already seen earlier in the morning had already taken me out by force.

My state of shock lasted for a very long time. Literally until the moment when they brought me home. A strong wind continued to blow outside, and it seemed to intensify with every second. It's cloudy in the eyes ... Nothing but the wind is felt.

When I came to my senses, I looked around and saw that I was at home, next to me was my classmate.

- Are you alive? What happened to your girlfriend? How could it happen that your best friend started targeting ordinary people, including you.

- How should I know? It all seems strange to me. Tch... it hurts. I said while a classmate bandaged my leg.

- Be patient, also say thank you that I can provide first aid.

He quickly performed all the necessary first aid actions and called an ambulance.

But unfortunately the whole horror of this day was not yet over. Got a call from a friend. The ringtone was cheerful music from one anime. Although I didn't want to, I took a challenge from her, thinking that she would explain herself. No matter how.

A breathless voice came from the receiver:

"It's time to end you." Hate you! she screamed into the phone and immediately hung up.

"Minori, who called?" asked a classmate who was walking around my house somewhere. Looks like he was in my room. I hope he didn't do something like that...

- Girlfriend called. Apparently this is not the end. I think in vain you called an ambulance, it would be better for us to run away from here, I think Rina will come here.

As soon as I said that, there was a loud knock on the door. Then the second. Then a loud shot that deafened me for a short while.

"Hey hey, I know you're here, come out!"

- Why are you so mad then? What happened to you, Rina?

There was silence in response. I tried to listen, but apart from the swaying of the leaves from the wind, I heard nothing. A few minutes later, crying was heard at the door. It was heard that it was Rina who was crying. I had often heard her cry before, usually when she was missing something in the dining room. Her crying was somewhat annoying. Perhaps even fake.

- Well, why are you crying? Is your conscience awakened?

- Minori! I don't understand what is happening to me ... After I hit the one who was on the stage, it was as if someone got into me and started killing everyone.

- What kind of nonsense? Are you so sorry?

I heard a classmate descend the stairs that led to my room. His firm footsteps made it a little difficult to concentrate on the conversation.

- I'm telling you the truth ... I swear. Open the door, otherwise it is somehow not convenient to speak through it.

I reached for the pen, but from around the corner came the voice of a friend:

- Do not open! Wait until the ambulance arrives. I also called the police just in case. shouted a classmate as soon as he came down the stairs.

A few minutes later, the police were already standing around the house. The sirens howled loudly, so that the urine headache intensified from it. My girlfriend was taken to the police. It's not that I didn't believe her... I just didn't want to say goodbye to life so quickly. The police asked me and my classmate questions. They just found out the details of what happened. Thirty people died at the school, police said. Almost some were killed with a bat, and the rest were shot. After questioning, I was taken to the hospital. That day I didn't wake up. The next day it turned out that the bullet only slightly injured the leg, nothing serious, but we were not allowed to talk with Rina for a long time.

She was arrested on suspicion of serial murder. This incident quickly spread through the network and on television, there were even CCTV footage. On that tape, you can see that Rina killed people. A lot of blood was shed on the ground outside the school, even the sakura tree where our classmates had gathered that day. Because of what, Rina was imprisoned as an accomplice. But everything in this case seemed somehow strange. It was after turning off that killer that Rina's "killer mode" turned on. And after he woke up, Rina came to her senses. My classmate, whose name is Sarli by the way, found out that some of our classmates also died.

My opinion about my best friend didn't change, she was still her. After I feel better, I decided. I will help prove that this incident was set up by someone and for evidence I went to a place where no one would go in my place.