Darryl Pov:

It's been a few hours in to the school day. I'd say it's going pretty well for a Monday! I haven't seen Zak recently though. Maybe he's just not around much today, I think he mentioned that he didn't like Mondays anyway. It was lunch time when Nick, one of the dream team members, came up to me.

"Have you seen Karl?"

"Huh? No." I told him.

He looked really sad.

"I haven't seen him in a long time, I really hope he's okay." He was playing with a hair tie that was around his wrist.

"I haven't seen him, no. But I hope he's just sick or something." I felt really bad for him, I knew they were close.

"It's okay, I'll go to his house after school, see you.." and he walked away.

I was just sitting at a lunch table all by myself. Zak still was nowhere to be seen.

I finished up my food and eventually it was time to go back to class. I got in to class and was the first one there, I sat down and waited for the other kids to get here. Soon enough, the door was flooding with kids barging in.

"Welcome back everyone!" The teacher said after everyone had settled down in their seats.

A few minutes had passed, and I was feeling tired. How? I don't know. Maybe cause it was a Monday. And before I knew it I had fallen asleep.

"Nghh," I groaned as I woke up to find that nobody was anywhere to be seen.

Wait what.

Where is everyone?

I immediately sat up and looked around.

Did they seriously leave, and not wake me up?

I saw that my backpack was still there, so I opened the front pocket and pulled out my phone. It was 3pm. So school had just ended not to long ago.

But it was so dead silent.

Shouldn't there still be teachers in the building?

I was starting to get scared.

I can't see very well, and it being dark was making it more difficult.

Why did I decide to not wear my glasses today? I scolded myself, and picked up my backpack.

I had to leave, this school when it's dark does not give the best vibe.

I put on my backpack, adjusted it, and walked over to the class door. I put my phone in my back pocket and then decided to see if the door was locked. It's wasn't. That's good. But why wasn't it?

I opened the door, *creaaak* was the noise it made.

It sounded like Zak's voice cracks.

I giggled a little to myself.

Yeah, that's it, just think of happy and or funny things! Then I won't be as scared.

I stepped outside of the classroom and looked around, it was pitch black. Well, that was kind of exaggerating. I could still see, due to the windows that were shut letting in a bit of light.

The school had a bunch of long hallways, which I hate. And especially when it's this dark.

I started walking right, where there was a corner. I was just about to turn it when,

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

There was a piercing scream that echoed in the hallways.

I stepped back.

What was that?

I started to shake, scared, obviously.

I peeked my head around the corner a little. I saw nothing. But then, I saw a man come out of the gym, walking backwards. He was wearing a hood, but didn't look to old. I couldn't really make out what he looked like, because of it being dark, and me not having glasses.

He was still walking backwards outside of the gym, when something came in to view. It was a girl. He was dragging a girl! But she wasn't dead, no. She was fighting. At least, that's what it looked like.

I gasped, and then covered my mouth cause what if the guy heard me? Would he drag me away too?

"NO PLEASE! DON'T DO THIS PLEASE!" The girl was pleading. But he just kept dragging her away, not responding.

I watched as she squirmed and jerked, in attempt to get away. But he was holding her hands above her head very tightly.

I squinted, trying to see what he was holding. My vision was way to blurry to see. All I could see were the girls squirming movements.

And all I could hear was the faint sound of her body being dragged, and her crying.

I wanted to save her. I wanted to help. But my body didn't let me. I could barely stand, I was shaking so much. I was struggling to breath.

I watched as the man dragged her in to the washrooms and they were now out of sight.

I stepped back, and slid to the ground.

I tried to collect my thoughts, but all I ended up being able to do was put my head down and cry.

The screams had stopped. There was only silence now. I couldn't move, all I could do was cry. This was terrifying, what was even happening? Was that real? Am I dreaming. Holdup, am I?

I unfolded my arms that were hugging my knees and went to pinch myself.

"It's not a dream."

There was a faint voice that sounded soft, but still freaked me out.

Who was there?

Why are they hiding in the shadows?

Am I gonna die?

Don't think that Darryl, you won't, don't worry.

I put my arms down from the pinching motion and scooted away from the shadows.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." The voice reassured me.

"Who- who's there?" I was trembling, but somehow what they said calmed me down a bit.

They stepped out of the shadows.

"Hello, I'm Karl," the soft voice said.

"Wait, Karl? Like Nick's friend?" I looked at the person standing in front of me. They had short light brown fluffy hair, and hazel eyes. I think. I couldn't see them very well. I really need my glasses. I thought.

"That would be me."

He had a very soft voice, very calming.

But why did he look so transparent?

Was I really that bad at seeing?

"Where have you been? Nick's been worried!" I sounded scared, I didn't mean to though.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

"Don't apologize! I just want to know if your okay," I felt really bad for him, he must be just as scared as me. Having to witness that.

"Tell Nick I love him," he said.

What's going on?

"You can do that! Why are you asking me to? Please come to school tomorrow, he's really sad without you." I am so confused.

"I'm afraid it's to late. He already knows."

What?

"Please, just let him know that I love him."

"I-.. I will."

"Thank you."

He then disappeared.

Wait he disappeared?!

Holy cow?

What?

Am I crazy?

Am I mad?

What just happened?

Is Karl okay?

Am I okay?!

I definitely had to be dreaming. No way I wasn't. Any second now a giant muffin is gonna show up, just like every dream.

But it didn't.

I went back to pinch my arm, with no interruptions this time.

"Ow!"

It definitely hurt..

Okay so, I am actually better at writing about horror/sad books. So I wanted to add some of that in the story. And no, I didn't just think of this, I have been wanting to do this from the beginning. I just have so much fun writing stuff like this! Sorry for the angsty type chapter. But grab your popcorn, because this story is getting good!

Love you guys!

Word count is 1278.

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