I was bored. I mean reeeaaaaly bored after I came back home from college today. And frustrated. I just wasted my blood sweat for a month for an entrance exam and now the next day I realized there’s semester final exam breathing on my neck, and when I saw the notes and problem sheets, one thing I realized that I’m going to flunk this semester. I don’t understand these shit (should be problem sheet, but well anyway, both are same. She told me not to use any bad language in this story though. I think shitting is allowed.). so, realizing those things made my mind clear. All hail to supplementary exam. I’ll knock that exam, forget about the regular exam.
So, I went out, for almost no reason. Its just to clear my head maybe. or maybe just couldn’t stay in the home. Staying in the home before exam without study will cause continuous nagging. My relation with my parents is already bad. Don’t want to make it worse. Why should I have to prepare for the semester exam anyway? I just gave an entrance exam to another college. Way better than this one. It’s not like the current college I’m studying Is a bad one. Its also one of the prestigious one in the country. But the problem is its way close to my house. I’ve always wanted to stay away from home. And for that sole purpose I tried hard once. And it was hard to explain why I want to waste a whole year to move out to another college. The only way they would agree to pay my tuition fees for another first year is to get a even better college than the current one. And why didn’t I target this college at the first place? Well I can think of two reasons. One is that I didn’t studied that much. It was all casual one. As the college was just walking distance from my house. Laziness dragged me down from reaching out to another college. And the second reason is well sometime it’s become way too hard to do something for my myself when no one going to appreciate that. Its eventually becomes way too much drag. and another motive was to print me an admit card from a friend’s computer (I don’t have a printer). Yeah, the whole thing I said to the guard, that admit part was true. It another matter that if the guard searched me, he would’ve found an admit card right away in my pocket and my story would’ve been gone to heel along with me.
And so, after a long walking and spending time with my friend (not from same college so he doesn’t have exam right now), went to our college canteen. They serve a really great chilled coffee and French fries. I don’t usually able to afford and even I could afford, I don’t really like to spend money. But today is a stress reliever day. I have to relieve stress. So… be it. although I felt that I was being watched the whole time I was eating. Hmm… probably for the French fries, as I think its girl’s food (didn’t want to offend someone I know) so people are watching me. but I realized what was that “being watched” feeling soon.
It became dark outside. I looked at my phone (don’t have any wristwatch), it’s 7:00, it’s been three hours since I left. Its already this late. I planned to run a bit. Well whatever, I was slacking anyway. Let it be, I slacking off my whole life anyway. And then it happened. as soon as I step out of the canteen, two hooded masked guys captured me!
I was so scared. I am a sacredly cat at the first place. Not to robbers or muggers, but to all people. I hate to talk with anyone. I mean afraid of them somehow. I can’t look at their eyes Whenever I go to talk to someone, as soon as I looked up on their eyes, my subconscious alerts me that they are plotting something terrible against me. This alert even remains active when I talk to the girl I secretly like. That make me feel guilty. She’s like…
Well I’m in a kind of a sticky situation and here I’m talking about the girl I like. What kind of writer I am who couldn’t even keep track on his writing. She said I shouldn’t write anything about these, but then later she said I should be honest with my feelings when I’m writing. So I can write about my feelings about the girl I like, but that I can write in another phase of story not now where I’m about to be mugged or worse be killed.
So. Two hooded guy kidnapped me in front of my own college canteen. That’s cool. How funny could it be? They whispered, ‘if you don’t want to ruin your social life, you should stay silent.’
That was a weird threat. As much I know, I don’t really have any social life. My friends are………………………. Forget I said that. the thing is I was surprised. I said, ‘you know me? I don’t think I ever did anything to offend you. I guess.’
‘silent, come with us.’
So, I remain silent. Its college campus for crime’s sake. I honestly believe I can’t get killed here? Or can I? I don’t know. Five minutes of walking, then we came to a very well-known place. The infamous lake of our college, where students (not me) generally come to flirt or well whatever make out probably. I promised myself I wouldn’t come here without a girl but here I am with two definitely non-girl characters. They said sit, I sat. they even offered cigarette, I took one from one of them. they sat in front of me looked each other and the one with brown-black hoodie threw me the lighter. I caught it…… they looked again each other. Now the other one said, ‘have a cigarette, it’ll reduce your humbleness’ a bit.’
I remain silent. But I thought replying would have been better, so I was going to say something when they stopped me. one reached out to me and slapped me. and there I was about to be fooled by their friendlier behavior. Kidnappers are kidnappers. They are violent.
Other one with a black-white hood, asked, ‘why aren’t you asking anything? Or don’t you want to get free from us?’
‘I was never kidnapped before, and you know, you asked not to talk. And I thought you are checking if I obey you or not, so I was scared to talk.’ The slap kind of made me desperate somehow.
‘ok, so I ask you again, why aren’t you smoking after taking one?’
‘well, you asked to have one so I took one, you asked to light that, I could but, I don’t really smoke, so……’
‘you really are a fun guy, we were right about you. Your idiocy could be exactly what we wanted. Do a job for us, and you’re free to go.’
‘not that I really want to die but, what was the social life threat thing? Am I allowed to know?’
‘why are you acting so respectful? You know you’re not really kidnapped or going to die, just your seniors asking for a favor to you.’
‘so, I can just walk off, right?’
‘that you cannot.’ Black one probably smiled. I can barely see their chin. They carefully hid their faces in the mask and the hoods.
‘then? What was the help and if I don’t obey you what will you do?’
‘well, we want you to go into our department, and bring something for us, go to the room beside HOD’s, you know, the abandoned surface chemistry’s lab. A paper should be there. You just have to bring that to us. Then you’re safe.’
‘hold on a second. Why can’t you bring that yourself? I’m sure you’re not that lazy. you’ve even kidnapped me for that.’
‘that’s because, we need it today.’
‘today? Department closed for today.’
‘that’s why we can’t go’
‘and you think I can go there because……’ I asked for tips… or do I have a hidden secret power?
‘that you know. how you would bring that back that’s your problem, if we knew how to do that, shouldn’t we be doing it already?’
‘that’s right.’ For being kidnapped first time, I’m not really that scared. And for some reason I can communicate well enough with them to keep a conversation. I’m sure I will recognize these voices, and I’ll find them. But then what? What will I really do with them then later? I can’t beat them, or I can’t just hand them over to police for asking me for a paper. Okay that I’ll decide later, first thing first, what could be the paper? Questions for the upcoming semester exam? Well if that’s the case, then that’ll help me too. But, our college’s students are talented enough to pass on their own. Even back then I was thinking about supplementary exams, but I now, I now i can pass too. We don’t really care about questions. Then what could it be? Some super-secret formula of bio-weapon? Nah, that only happens in films. Well they are asking me to get it, so I have a chance to look at it right? Okay, that settles the papers. Now the threat about my social life. That’s the real puzzle. What could it be?
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‘oh that?’ they started laughing. And keep on laughing for a minute. That was very disturbing believe me. at last when they settle d down, brown one said, ‘we have your love confession video!’
………a minute later………..
‘hey scum, why are you started running all of a sudden? Can’t you see were nerds.’ black one sat on his beforehand position. He was breathing heavily as he was chasing me. yes, me. when they said they have my love confession video, It took a minute to realize what they are talking about. And it took less than a second to realize what they are going to do with this if I don’t bring them the paper. Don’t blame me that I choose running as an option, I’m a good runner, but panic and darkness made me stumble and now maybe I have some scratches on my elbow.
‘sorry, really sorry. I panicked, I wasn’t thinking straight.’
‘thank god that you fell, have you run away, and we have to show the video to your whole class. And also to the girl’
‘okay okay, you got me. I’ll do everything. Just don’t do that.’
‘That’s like a good junior.’ Black one light another cigarette and said, ‘if everyone’s like you, obeying their seniors, the world would have been better place.’
Yeah, go and reform the world. Better keep this thought myself. ‘can I at least watch the video?’
‘what you have some weird fetish or something?’
‘’at least let me confirm that you have it.’
‘show him’ black one said.
Brown one brought out his phone. It’s iOS, model no I don’t know. Well at least its confirmed that he’s not poor. He swiped for a bit and face the screen to me.
It was in the 3rd floor classroom, some of my evil classmates and me talking about the girl I liked before, I carelessly told them that I love her and I’m going to tell her. When did this happened? This is not edited is it? oh yeah, I remember, it was six months ago. I mistook them as friends and told them everything. Who would’ve thought it’ll cost me this? Who recorded it anyway? Next time before confessing I’ll think thousand time and yeah still wouldn’t confess. And it was when first month of the college. Every first-year student wanted to fall in love back then. I don’t even like her now
‘had fun?’
‘yeah, I said barely.’ Looking back to your past make you ask questions about your sanity and stupidity? In any case, I watched the video to guess who recorded that, but watching this, a clip of six months old video, it really didn’t matter. I don’t remember anything of that time.
The video problem was cool. But I think it won’t pose any problem to me. I haven’t even talked to the girl for a month (studying). And come to think of it I really don’t care about my social life. Breaking into my college sounds fun. For this cause if they order me not to sit for the semester exam then maybe it’s cool too. I don’t have to hide from my family that I haven’t taking texts
‘how would I enter there? The guards are bound to check my id which I don’t have right now(lie).’ The video problem was cool. But I think it won’t pose any problem to me. I haven’t even talked to the girl for a month (studying). And come to think of it I really don’t care about my social life. Breaking into my college sounds fun. For this cause if they order me not to sit for the semester exam then maybe it’s cool too.
‘hmm… that’s a problem….’ Black looked at the brown and said, ‘give him your id.’
‘what? You can’t be serious. I can’t just give him my id’
‘what does it matter, it’s not that we’re committing a crime…. Well whatever, take mine.’
He reached out his inner pocket of his pocket and gave me an id. 4th year Chemical Engg of this university. I still can’t believe he just gave up his id… Sure not looked like a fake. Then it has to be someone else’s the easiest one steal are classmates. So I can be sure these two are 4th year guys of our department. They said alright that this is their department also. Our 4th year have 54 students. Around 35 are male. My suspects are them. It could be 3rd years too. But even if, I can easily find out them.
And that’s how I got into their hand…. now looking back writing this, even I think it was funny how they got me. but it sure was not when I was there.
So…. Enough of these flashbacks….. Let’s come to the point where I was waiting for the guard to show up with keys of my freedom.
The guard showed up eventually. Ordered me to follow him. he opened the door with keys and flashlight (see, he really had a phone with flashlight) and told me to get inside. And now he started to follow me.
‘you’re coming?’
‘yeah obviously.’
‘then who’s going to watch the gates while we’re inside?’ I asked like a concerned student.
‘you’re right... I give you ten minutes. Run along and if it takes more than ten minutes, you’re going to stuck inside.’
‘okay, but don’t really close the door. I have an exam (which I don’t really care about).’ I brought out my phone’s light and started to climb the stairs with the bundle of keys he gave. He really is stupid one. He just knows how to act tough. He could’ve asked me the room and gone himself to find my wallet. Instead he gave me the keys.
Well he just gave me ten minutes….. what a joke was that, keys are with me. how can he even lock the door? He really didn’t think anything.
It isn’t really an abandoned lab. It’s just a lab with broken equipment and dust. There was an accident two years ago which caused this. I heard a professor and two post graduate students died. The cause of accident never really interested before but now it kind of creepy how I slowly shrouding by the fear of their ghosts which is inversely proportional to the distance remaining to the lab. Well I believe I said that I don’t believe in ghosts or spooky things. But while running through stairs I saw a fine line of fluorescent light (tube light). I wouldn’t deny that for a second I thought the three dead became undead and doing experiments. But still I stopped to look into that. it’s coming from the abandoned lab where light coming under the door. Someone must’ve forgot to put out that. well whatever, it should not be my concern, I have to get the papers.
I opened the doors. It’s not that dusty as I’ve imagined. I didn’t have to looked around, there’s the papers on the front desk. Like they are waiting for me to get them. I took a look at it, hmm, it’s not organized. Why? Is it another test by those two? Or to save myself, I should arrange it properly?
At the end I arranged it, to be safe of course. I’m not that studious but what I understand is it’s something about a project about a drone. The author of the papers let’s say it was Hector wells. I know a Hector wells. He’s my senior. He’s not the topper, but most of us knows that he knows a lot more than the topper. Am I stealing his papers? Why would he leave that here in the first place?
Ah it’s a pain to think in a supposedly haunted place. I looked around in the room. There’s an old colorimeter… there’s some dusty test tubes… a new backpack… a non-dusty parka, newer one if I have to say…a wooden rack…
Wait a minute…… I saw what? I mean really, ‘WHHHAAAAAATTT??’
Till now, I didn’t even make but a faint bit of sound. I opened the lock carefully, the door was old but somehow, I managed to open it swiftly. I took the papers silently. It’s my instinct to do anything silently. You guys can call me master of sneak art. But just now, a ‘what’ sound just came out from my mouth as soon I saw two legs sticking out from the parka. A girlish foot. A dead body? Those two were trying to put the murder on me? And as soon as I said that, ‘is someone here?’ question with a female head pop out exactly from my left. Under the parka. It’s not a dead body.
They tricked me. they knew here’s a ghost of a girl live here. That’s why they send me to die here. Me and my luck. Survived the kidnappers and now in the grasp of a ghost. How much adventure do I need to end this day. All I know I don’t want to die. But I want to see the ghost too. What should I do?
At last curiosity won before fear, as soon I turn my head to the left, a test tube struck to the wall near my head and broke. Damn it’s a poltergeist. The German ghost I’ve read about who scares people by throwing things around. His target is me now. This time it was a mere test tube, a whole table or distilled water tank won’t be funny.
‘sorry for the intrusion. I leave your solitude to you alone. You know, I like to live in solitude too, I respect that, so please don’t kill me miss ghost……’
‘don’t just stand there. Get out!’
The voice… I think I’ve heard it before… yeah probably that’s how my grandmother talked before she died, she ended up here? Why? Did she love science? I don’t think she ever did. Anyway, its grandmother, so I think she won’t kill me.
‘sorry granma…. It’s me. no need to throwing stuffs…. ‘I still didn’t able to look at the ghost, but anyway, I hear it’d be transparent anyway.
‘who are you calling granma? Just stop being afraid for a moment and look at me…. oh no, don’t look at m…….’
I already made the mistake of looking at the ghost. And what I saw was scarier than the ghost. It was my classmate what was her name? anyway that girl is sitting on a bench, half dressed. The fact I realized that I didn’t saw her beforehand was that she was lying on the bench covered with her parka. She was sleeping here?!
As I saw the whole thing, the made-up poltergeist threw a test tube again, which I ducked this time. As I rushed through the door, the furious lady bolted, ‘just get out of here and let me get dressed!’