Viva se Potete

"Despite the amount of different stories told about this place, they all had the same, clear meaning - enter this school and you will never be seen again." There sits an abandoned school, in the darkness of a small town. No-one dares to say what happened to it, except for the old rumours going round. But, how can you tell fact from fiction in this place, especially if no-one can be sure? The only way to do that is to find out yourself, like a group of teenagers did. ~ I've basically just written most of this and not looked at it again, since I'm trying to finish it and then edit, so CC would be greatly appreciated, as it would make the later editing much easier! ~


13. Epilogue

And that was that, really. I never did escape and I never will. Instead, I search the school I am trapped in, trying to find curious beings, who may not know at the time, but would never escape. The death toll grows higher with every day I’m here, as the Muschiato and I claim more lives and get more blood on our hands. The only thing keeping me more human is the cross which i now keep around my neck, making me a bit different from the others; though, that doesn't mean that I'm not a killer, like the rest of them.

The most I can do for people is warn them not to enter in the first place, but it does little good. That only seems to make them more eager. So, heed my words, won't you? Don't come into the abandoned school. After all, it's highly unlikely you'll ever leave.

Like my ‘visit’ here, with each group of people that enter one is turned into a creature like us, and our army grows stronger every day. Perhaps, one day, there will be someone who enters and can free us from this curse, but, if that is so, I don’t believe any of us will be here to see that day.

I’m sorry, Rani; Jacob & Freddie; Eve, Amelia and Eve. Truly.

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