Chapter 6: Bomb Threat, A Remote Explosive Initialized.
“Classes suck. Why can’t we just do everything online or something?” Raven grumbled.
He was sitting in his class during a lecture, bored out of his mind. He was still in a bad mood from earlier.
“Ugh, I can’t get that image out of my head again. Why did she have to remind me?” Raven asked, putting a book over his face and preparing to nap.
“Raven, this is my classroom, right? Not your goddamn bedroom! Wake the fuck up!” The teacher yelled, hitting him on the head.
“Ow! Damnit Susie!” Raven said.
“What did you just say?” Susie asked, the background behind her seemingly turning into the pits of hell.
“EEP! I didn’t mean to say that out loud, forgive me Sus-Mrs. Suzuki!” Raven pleaded.
The wall of flames disappeared.
“Whatever. Just don’t fall asleep, or I’ll kick your ass when you come home for the holidays.” Mrs. Suzuki sighed.
“Why not just do it after class instead? Isn’t that easier?” Raven wondered.
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“Oh? So you do want to get beaten up. Alright, I’ll see you after class, Raven.” Suzuki said, smiling innocently.
Raven started to sweat buckets.
Suzuki went back up to the front of the class to teach, but before she could, someone held a knife to her throat and laughed.
“What?! You! You’re Jason, right? What the hell do you think you’re doing!” Suzuki said, starting to struggle.
“Yeah, it’s me. Ah uh Ah. No moving. If you don’t behave, the bomb I’ve planted will go off, without me there to disarm it.” Jason said.
Suzuki widened her eyes in alarm.
Was this really happening?
It didn’t make sense to anybody in the class.
Raven asked him a question out of sheer shock.
“W-W-Why? Jason, is there...eep! Um. Did we do anything wrong? Why are you doing this?” Raven asked.
Jason scowled.
He pulled out a gun and aimed it at Raven.
“You piss me off. You know, I hear that you’re quite popular among the girls, right? What a waste. A weak, spineless, wimpy kid like you. A pretty boy. You asked me why? Because I’m always ignored. Nobody pays attention to me at all, nobody cares. I get rejected by every person I talk to. So I decided to kill myself. But, I thought about it for a while. If I’m going to die, I’ll at least bring the people I hate down with me. And I’ll have a little bit of fun while I do.” Jason said, cutting Suzuki’s clothes with his knife. As it slid down, buttons popped off of her shirt, and it burst open. Her top was completely destroyed now, and a thin line of blood welled from a long shallow wound down the middle of her chest.
She tried to cover herself up, but Jason forcefully stopped her struggle, pinning her down and zip tying her arms and legs. He muffled her mouth. Tears fell from her eyes, both from shame and from fear.
Jason laughed maniacally.