Final Bell

Quinn Mariano always knew that she was different, even from the time she was a small child. She never realized just how different she was though, until one fateful night. Langston Academy has always been Quinn's home, but what happens when it turns into a nightmare? Quinn must figure out what power she possesses before its too late. If she doesn't, the consequences may be fatal.

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3. After (Part 2)

                                                                        After Quinn stood looking into the Main Hall, mouth agape, wondering what had happened since she left to escape the evil. The hall had been filled with hundreds of people all waiting to hear the final bell and watch the sky be filled with streaks of green light. Headmaster Ambrose had been organizing this celebration for over a year. The final bell was a sacred celebration which only comes one every thousand years. Now she stood before a hall filled with dead bodies. She entered the hall, looking around to find any survivor. She noticed a stir in the corner, and the figure arose. It was a girl she had drama with, but she didn’t know how she was standing, for her chest was pierced with a sword. “Quinn! Where have you been?! You let us all down Quinn. You could have saved us all…” Startled Quinn jumped back. She shook her head convincing herself it was just her mind playing tricks on her; it was a long night after all. Just as she turned to walk back to her dorm the dark figure appeared before her. “Quinn, the time has come for you to pay for everything you have done. The torture you have put everyone you have encountered through ends tonight. You think they have taught you everything about the final bell, but you are wrong!” The figures cold voice screeched. “Every thousand years the final bell occurs, enough time for the catastrophe of the last one to be forgotten. You always knew this day was coming, Quinn. You have no one to blame but yourself. Say goodbye” The figures cold harsh voice faded into the agony of the night. It raised a bony finger to Quinn’s throat, and with that she woke up from, for the first time since kindergarten, a new nightmare to be afraid of.  

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