SCREAM SEASON 1

'Scream' is a word used to express your hidden fear but it is also a word which is used to express a type of people, who actually are not people, but are shape shifters. If they see someone , they come to know everything about them. These people are found only at one place - the lonely streets of Earth.
The morning was elegant, the birds were full of joy. The morning was the same, as normal as ever it could have been. The same sound of the assembly bell was heard. But today, one thing was different. The atmosphere. It had a supernatural tinge to it. Furthermore, it was winter.
Joe Levenston had his first class of the day as Maths. Grade 12 had a lot of maths in this school, The Mayleborne Academy. Quadratic equations was the chapter which was bound to start but, a crashing sound halted the motion. All the students, horrified, stood up from their seats and ran for the corridor. From the 'mess' room, smoke was appearing, it was not the smoke from a fire, but simply smoke. The Maths teacher, Mr. Hovard, decided to stay in the classroom.
Suddenly a large ring appeared in front of Mr. Hovard and a person all dressed in black, approached him.
" What do you want?" Mr. Hovard asked, a bit terrified.

"Ok. Let's come to the point. I am Scream, Scream 1, name's um..mm actually codename is 'Terror'. I am from Scream Inter- Dimensional Detective Agency. So, here's the info we have about you. You are a bad guy, killed two people last week, one of them with a knife you still have in your desk in the teacher's room. The two murders you did were not purely of revenge but also of jealousy. You killed Mr. Tommy, a shopkeeper, the reason being, he didn't want to but knew that you were going to kill Mr. Johnson that day. You wanted to kill Mr. Johnson so that you get the revenge of the insult he did about you in the teacher's meeting. Now, Mr. Johnson and Mr. Tommy were both at Tommy's house. Now is the twist. You had one knife, but two people as target. So, you messaged Tommy that you will not kill him if he killed Mr. Johnson and that was exactly what happened. Tommy backstabbed Johnson when he was trying to take juice in a glass from the jug. The glass shatters. You took the opportunity, came in, snatched the knife from Tommy and stabbed him. That was the end of two nice people. You thought of getting away with it so you added some poison in the glass jug and took a knife from the kitchen stand, rubbed some blood on it and placed it between the two bodies and then you ran away. But, I was too clever to be fooled by such limp murders. So, I am here to give you righteous judgement."

"And what's that?" Mr. Hovard asked, sweating

"The end of your life." Terror replied.

"But before that pls tell me why did you blast a bomb in school!!" Mr. Hovard asked with the little strength which was left within him.

"No no. You got me wrong there. Now, before you think of it as a terrorist attack, it was not. I had placed a radio tape of the sound of a blast in the mess room and had timed it. It was actually my mind game to trap you alone. So now get ready." Terror said.

Then, Terror clapped twice and Mr. Hovard disappeared into thin air.

Meanwhile;

Joe Levenston was still trying to figure out the situation. Was it a stupid prank or a well- planned crime? He racked the cells of his brains but no clear explanation could be found. All the other children of the class were exploring the mess room, turning tables and stools, rampaging the whole area. One person found a stale sandwitch hidden near the exit door of the mess, but everyone ignored it as they were way more interested in how the blast occurred. Not even a single table- cloth had been displaced. Only smoke was present. One child said that it surely was a work of demons. At last, a student got out a tape player from under the mess table and played it. It produced the same sound which was heard moments ago. But the source of the smoke remained a mystery. The janitor also arrived and after analysing the situation told all the students to return to their respective classes.
As soon as the grade 12 students returned to their class, they found out that Mr. Hovard was missing and a gentleman all in black was presently standing there.
"All students sit down. I can explain this. See, the fact is that Mr. Hovard had an urgent work in France so, he has gone and will not return for a long time, so in place of him I have been appointed as your Maths teacher. My name is Mr. Thompson ( I can't tell the students my real identity) . So, let's start quadratic equations."
And the maths period went on like that. After all the students had left for their Art class, Terror sighed and sat on the teacher's chair . "Huh! Sometimes to accomplish your goals one has to become a Maths teacher also." Terror took out his phone and dialed a number. "Hey, Despair where are you? Don't wile away your time like that. I am sending you the coordinates to the place where I am right now. Come fast. And yes, come in suit, pant and tie. The reason is you are pretty good in English and I have a job ,as being an English teacher, for you." Terror said.
"Roger that." came the voice of Despair from the other end of the phone.