My vision went red in anger. I didn't even fully understand what happened, my brain could only process it wasn't good. The entire class started screaming, but I didn't hear them. It was as if they all were silenced. The only person, or thing, I could hear was Gavin. Yet, he was silent.
Why? Why do you stay quiet as you point that pistol towards the people who were your friends? Did you not consider them your friends? Do you think that they are trying to hurt you? As you point a gun at them?
I suddenly start to think of what I could do to him, what I WILL do to him. It's as if a new desire was born within me, to kill the bastard who hurt my friends and the people I like!
I stand up, remaining quiet. Reaching into my back pocket for the bronze knuckles, I approach him slowly.
He suddenly points the pistol at me.
"It's just me, don't worry." I say far too calmly for the situation. I always was good at that.
It's just lucky that it was useful in this situation.
He breathes a sigh of relief as I reach him. "Thanks, Matthias, you always were a good fri-"
I poke him in the eyes as hard as possible, attempting to blind him.
Blood spurted out extremely fast, as if his eyeballs were ketchup packets hit with a hydraulic press. He started screaming and firing randomly in surprise and pain. I punch him straight in the kidney with the bronze knuckles, aiming to cause permanent damage. He falls to the ground.
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I couldn't help but smile as I reached for his ear.
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*RIIIIPPPPP!*
A scream echoed out, with one final gunshot.….
He falls to the ground, the hole in his face where his ear once was bleeding out rapidly. The blood spots where his eyes once where were already starting to harden, but unfortunately for him, there's no healing those eyes.
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'I… can see.'
I fall out of my trance that I was in during the entire ordeal. I realize what I had did, and I puke a little. I am still human after all, despite everything that is wrong with me.
"Is… Is everyone alright?" I try and speak out, trying to control the situation into a place where everyone is fine.
They were all hiding in the corner.
Fair, they just watched their favorite teacher die and someone rip off the ear of his killer.
"US? What about you?!" They start shouting.
What are they talking about? I'm just fine, right?
I look down.
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Blood.
'Lots of it actually, how many bulletholes is that?' I think, obviously out of it.
Suddenly, I get a notification from my phone.
I pull it out, thinking to call 911 would be a great idea, considering I was bleeding out and probably just incapacitated a school shooter for the rest of his life.
(1 Notification from Webnovel, I Am Your Clock! Released a new chapter, Ch 2: Prologue 1 It could happen to you!)
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For some reason, I feel obligated to open it, even though the shouts of my classmates are telling me to call an ambulance.
I only read a few words before I passed out.
(
"Hey."
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"Hey, I know you hear me."
I ignore the voice.
"Open… your eyes…"
)
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I woke up.
I jumped up startled, thinking I was in danger.
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"Where… am I?" I think to myself, realizing that I am not in a hospital.
It was pitch black. In every direction. Even down. It seemed as if I was floating.
Even with all of that, I could still see my body, which strangely, was clothed.
'… If I was in the afterlife, would I have clothes?' I question. I was wearing a white button up shirt and black pants. Along with it was a tan trenchcoat, as if I was in a Sherlock Holmes story.
I run my fingers through my hair, hoping to find something real.
"Feels… Clean." I speak aloud, hoping for someone to respond. "I guess I expected the blood to still be in it…"
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Nobody responded.
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"Where am I?" I asked again, continuing to hold onto hope that someone was here.
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But nobody came.
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"No no no no no no no no no no." I start to panic, wondering where I am, fearing where I will go, wondering what is to come to me.
"No No No…" I continue.
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"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME, O GOD?" I scream. I screamed as I have never screamed before. I scream in denial at what all of this is. I scream to let out the anger at being left here. I scream to bargain my freedom. I scream to announce the pain I have endured while the time passed.
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I laughed in acceptance. I laughed as I have never laughed before. I was bent over on what one could consider the "ground", screaming laughs echoed throughout this strange world I was in. It's just so funny!
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Then, suddenly…
It stopped.
"So this is my life now." I accept what I have become. "How much time has passed since I got here? An hour? A day? A month? A year?
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"I don't know how long I screamed. I don't know how long I laughed."
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"Will I really be able to do this?" I think aloud. No need to be quiet when I am alone, right? "The decades to come won't be fun, will they?"
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"I need to find something to do, or I am going to become far more insane."
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"1." I begin to count.
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"2"
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"3"
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"1002"
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"8730"
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"15734"
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"19976,"
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194738
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5987678
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I screamed once more.
Then I laughed.
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I sigh. "This is going to take a while. Why am I trying to remain sane?
*Ding*! A lovely bell rings out in the darkness.
I jump, extremely startled at the sudden noise in this noiseless space.
"What was that?"
A screen appeared in front of me, as if I was hallucinating, but I knew I wasn't.
(You have passed the trial! You have unlocked the Clock System!)