Chapter 1
I usually do not talk about my personal life. I just mind my own business, but what happened to me when I was seventeen traumatized me for eternity.
My name is Stephen Stoker. I live in Vulture Town, Texas. This is my experience with the paranormal at a school.
I woke up when my alarm went off. It was Friday. As I put on my favorite Superman shirt, my fifteen year old sister Mary opened my door.
“Breakfast is ready,” she said.
I walked downstairs fully dressed and found my parents and Mary in the kitchen. Mom was making pancakes. Dad was sitting at the table and eating eggs and bacon. I went to the pantry and grabbed a cereal box of Lucky Charms.
“Who are the pancakes for?” I asked Mom.
“For me,” she answered.
I went to the fridge and grabbed a carton of milk. I sat down at the table and poured myself a bowl of cereal. I usually pour the cereal first and then the milk.
“Any plans this spring break?” I asked Dad.
“No, we are just relaxing this spring break,” he answered.
I ate my cereal very fast. I looked at my phone to check the time. It was 7:30 AM.
“Mary and I got to go,” I told my parents. “Love you, Mom. Love you, Dad.”
“Have a good day at school, you two,” Mom said.
Mary and I got up and walked out the front door. I put my headphones on my ears as we walked towards the bus stop.
“Hey, guys,” a voice said far away.
Mary and I turned around and saw Scott G. Wells running towards us.
“Scott,” I yelled out.
“Are you ready for spring break, my man?” he asked.
“We are,” I said.
Scott, Mary, and I arrived at our bus stop ten minutes later. My other friend Sofia Martin was at the bus stop.
“Sofia,” I shouted.
“Stephen, hi,” she said.
The bus then arrived. Scott, Mary, Sofia, and I got on the bus.
Chapter 2
Eric Oyster High School was thirteen minutes away by bus from my bus stop. My friends and I arrived at 7:53. We walked out of the bus and headed inside the school.
“I’m going to head to my first period,” Mary said as she walked off.
“She’s obviously going to see her boyfriend,” Scott told me and Sofia. “They have been dating for three months.”
Sofia rolled her eyes at Scott as I just laughed at what he said.
“You’re just jealous of her boyfriend who has a girlfriend,” Sofia told Scott. “Go get one.”
“Whatever,” I said. “Come on, guys. We’ll be late for our first period.”
Scott, Sofia, and I arrived at our first period, which was science. Our teacher, Mrs. Wrisley, walked up to the board.
“Okay, class, we will learn nothing,” she said. “If anyone has any work missing, please complete it.”
Wrisley sat back down at her desk.
“Hey, Stephen, have you ever heard of the rumors in this school?” Sofia asked.
“No,” I replied.
“I’ve heard rumors that this school is haunted by night,” Sofia whispered.
“Are you serious?” I said while laughing.
“I am.” Sofia looked at me dead in the eyes. “People are saying that people worship a deity, and that ghosts fly around the school.”
“I doubt it,” I commented.
“Look, this weekend, we are sneaking into the school at night,” Sofia said.
“Fine,” I said. “If you are wrong, you owe me a free dinner at the arcade.”
Chapter 3
Once school ended, spring break had arrived. Mary, Scott, Sofia, and I walked to our bus at the side of the school. I sat next to Sofia. Scott was reading Stephen King’s Carrie and sat right next to Mary.
“Are we still doing it?” Mary asked me.
“Hell yeah, we are,” I said.
Mary, Scott, Sofia, and I arrived at our neighborhood at 4:43 PM. As we walked back to my house, Scott finished reading Carrie.
“Yo, one thing that is different from the novel and the 1976 film is that Carrie’s mom died when Carrie stopped her heart from functioning in the novel,” Scott said to me.
Mary, Scott, Sofia, and I arrived at my house at 4:53 PM. My parents saw Scott and Sofia.
“Hi, Sofia,” Mom said.
“Hi, Mrs. Stoker,” she replied.
“Dad, is it okay if we go to the arcade this Sunday?” I asked.
“Sure,” he said.
Scott, Sofia, and I walked upstairs to my room. Scott and Sofia sat on my couch as I turned on my Xbox One. We started playing Mortal Kombat 11.
“So, what’s the plan?” Sofia asked me.
I told her, “We will go to the arcade, which is five minutes away from the school, and then head to Eric Oyster High when my dad leaves.”
Chapter 4
Sunday arrived. Dad dropped me, Scott, Sofia, Mary, and her boyfriend Wyatt off at The Arcade.
“Text me when you want to be picked up,” Dad said.
“Okay,” I told him as he drove off.
“Before we go, is anyone hungry?” Scott asked.
“Uh, a little bit,” Wyatt said.
“Why did we bring him?” Sofia whispered to me.
“So Mary wouldn’t tell our parents,” I quietly replied.
Mary, Scott, Sofia, Wyatt, and I walked in the arcade and sat at a table. A waitress arrived at our table.
“What would y’all like?” she asked.
“We’ll take a large pepperoni pizza.” I gave a twenty dollar bill to the waitress.
“What time is your dad picking us up?” Scott asked.
“10:45 PM, so we have four hours,” I said.
Twenty minutes had passed. The five of us arrived at the high school. The doors were seen wide open.
“Why are the doors open?” Wyatt asked.
Mary, Scott, Sofia, Wyatt, and I walked inside the school. We split up into two groups.
“Mary, Wyatt, y’all are with me,” Sofia said. “We will text you two when we find something.”
“I guess it’s just you and me, Scott,” I said.
Mary, Sofia, and Wyatt went to room 104.
Chapter 5
Scott and I went to the principal’s office.
“This was once the office of Eric Oyster,” Scott commented. “He became the first principal when this school was established back in 1927.”
I looked through the drawers from the desk and found a piece of paper. I began reading it.
April 3rd, 1985. The ritual in the basement was successful. We used a student for the sacrifice to the goddess Melinoe. With this many souls in the amulet, the high school is now haunted by night.
“Who is Melinoe?” I questioned.
“She is the goddess of ghosts and the daughter of Persephone, queen of the Underworld,” Scott revealed. “Her stepfather is Hades.”
A door shutting was heard outside. A silhouette of a man in the window of the door was seen.
“Hide,” Scott whispered.
Scott and I ran to a cabinet and hid. Two bearded men walked in the office.
“I thought I heard someone in here,” one man said.
“Whatever, come on,” the other man replied. “We need to prepare for the ritual.”
The two men walked out of the office. Scott and I stepped out of the cabinet.
“I think it’s safe,” I said. “We need to get Mary, Sofia, and Wyatt.”
Scott and I walked out of the office and ran into a woman with brown curly hair wearing a denim jacket.
“Please don’t hurt us,” Scott said.
“Hurt you?” she repeated. “I’m here to wander around the school.”
“Who are you?” I asked.
“Samantha Dahl,” she said, “but people call me ‘Sam’.”
“We were just getting our friends in room 104,” I said.
“Room 104?” Sam questioned. “We need to get them out of there!”
Chapter 6
Scott, Sam, and I ran to room 104. By the time they arrived, the door shut in their faces.
“Sofia, Mary, Wyatt!” I quietly yelled.
Mary, Sofia, and Wyatt struggled to open the door. Scott, Sam, and I looked through the window.
“Find something to break the door,” Sam said to Scott.
A headless corpse emerged from behind the desk. The corpse was carrying its decapitated head with very white eyes.
“Mr. Ivring’s class is now in session,” the head said.
Scott grabbed a fire extinguisher and bashed the door handle off, breaking the door. The door opened. Mary, Sofia, and Wyatt ran out. The headless corpse charged at us, but soon disappeared.
“Who’s there?” a voice called out.
“Hide,” Sam whispered.
Mary, Scott, Sofia, Wyatt, Sam, and I ran to the janitor’s closet. The door was left cracked open.
“Ah, the door to room 104 is broken,” one man said.
“Isn’t this Mr. Irving’s classroom?” another man asked.
“Yeah, he began working here in 1943,” the other man answered. “By 1946, he was decapitated in a car accident. People in the cult are saying that his soul was later trapped in his class.”
The two men walked past the janitor’s closet and went to the right hallway.
“I think they are gone,” Wyatt whispered.
The six of us ran towards the library.
Chapter 7
Mary, Scott, Sofia, Wyatt, Sam, and I arrived in the library. Mary, Scott, and Sofia went to the computer lab. Wyatt, Sam, and I walked to the novel section.
“Uh, so, Wyatt,” I muttered. “What do you like about my sister?”
“She’s nice,” Wyatt said.
“Not to me,” I commented.
“She is smart,” he then added.
Humming was soon heard. The three of us turned around and saw a pale-skinned librarian looking down. She was twitching violently.
“Uh, hi?” Wyatt said.
“Get down!” Sam pushed me and Wyatt down to the ground.
A pair of scissors flew by us. The librarian looked up, revealing a scar on her forehead.
“No yelling in the library,” she said.
Wyatt, Sam, and I ran towards the computer lab and shutted the door. Mary, Scott, and Sofia ran up to us.
“What’s going on?” Mary asked.
“Hide,” Wyatt said.
The six of us hid under the table as the librarian walked around the computer lab. Sam stood next to me. I noticed a scar on the side of her face. The librarian walked out of the computer lab. Doors to the library were heard opening.
“I heard a yell in here,” one man said.
“Dude, I don’t want to be here,” the other man commented. “Mrs. Gretel was murdered in this library in 1958. Her spirit is going to kill us.”
“Whatever, it might be her yelling,” the man replied. “We have to get to the basement. The ritual will start soon.”
“I was right, Stoker,” Sofia whispered.
“We have to stop them,” Sam said.
Chapter 8
The six of us followed the two men walking in the hallway. We hid behind the vending machine as they stopped near the cafeteria. They pushed a wall, revealing a secret door. The two men walked in the room and closed the door.
“Let’s go,” Sam said.
She pushed the secret door. The six of us walked into the room and down the stairs. We saw a large drawn circle and an amulet on the wall.
“That must be the amulet they were talking about,” Scott said.
A door opened. Out came eleven men.
“Hey, what are you five doing here?” one man yelled.
“Five?” Wyatt questioned.
A man was behind me and knocked me out.
I woke up and found my left hand tied to a wall.
“Stephen!” Scott had his left hand also tied to a wall.
Sofia, Mary, and Wyatt were seen with their left hands also tied to the wall.
“What are they going to do to us?” I asked.
“Use you five as a sacrifice,” Sam said.
“Sam!” I yelled.
“What did the other man mean by ‘five of us’?” Wyatt asked her.
“I am a ghost determined to stop them from their rituals,” she revealed. “I was their third and final sacrifice in 1985. They kidnapped me and killed me. The goddess they worship is Melinoe. The amulet they use was created three thousand years ago by the goddess herself.”
Sam’s hand passed through my arm. Three men walked up to us and untied our hands.
“Master Ronald Oyster wants to see you five,” one man said.
“Oyster?” I repeated.
Chapter 9
The cult members pushed five of us in the same room. We found ourselves face to face with a bearded man in his forties.
“I see that you have found the basement,” he said.
“You must be Ronald Oyster,” I told him.
“Yes,” he replied. “My great-grandfather founded this school a hundred years ago. He was a fan of witchcraft, so he found the Amulet of Melinoe in Greece.”
Ronald grabbed the amulet and put it in front of my face. I kicked him in the leg, causing him to drop the amulet. I untied Mary, Scott, Sofia, and Wyatt. Sofia threw a lantern at the amulet. Ghosts flew out of the amulet.
“No!” Ronald yelled. “How could you? The amulet is destroyed!”
Everything was then caught on fire. The five of us ran out of the basement. Wyatt and I blocked the secret door.
“Get something to block this!” Wyatt yelled.
Smoke came out of the door. Mary, Scott, and Sofia pushed a bench in the hallway towards us.
“Move,” Mary said.
Wyatt and I got out of the way. We all ran outside of the school. Police cars pulled up.
“What are you kids doing?” one officer asked.
“There’s a cult in the school,” I said.
Another officer walked inside.
“Do y’all have any of your parents’ phone numbers?” the officer in front of us asked.
“We will call my parents,” I said.
Moments went by. My parents arrived and ran up to us. Ronald and his cult friends were arrested.
“Mary, Stephen,” Mom yelled. “Oh, my God. Why do this?”
“You and your sister are both grounded for one week,” Dad said.
The nightmare was over as we all drove away from the school.
