Nayana Sakya, Grade 10

Trigger Warning: This story consists scenes of school shooting.

It was a crisp autumn night; the rain had just stopped and the grounds were wet and dark, frightful like the deep sea. The surroundings were so quiet that a pin drop 10 kilometers away could be heard. There was a sudden yellow light and the sound of a car on the muddy road that broke the silence.

There were two guys in the car. Derrick and Maurice; who were partners in crime. The former does the physical work and the latter brainstorms ideas behind the scenes. No one knows their actual identities. They can run away from any crime scene. Maurice has a brilliant plan in his mind, a school shooting, more so, in an infamous one. Derrick agreed to this and decided to carry it right next week.

They agreed on a plan. Maurice would shoot anyone who walked out of the school gym, and Derrick would take the gun and go into the gym. Maurice walked up to the guidance counselor and shot him. People heard screams at the gym. Derrick then ran into the gym and started firing. He hadn’t harmed anyone, yet kids were scrambling and hiding. It was mayhem. Maurice ran behind and tackled Derrick. Maurice snatched the gun, pulled the trigger and killed Derrick. Maurice was declared a hero. It was the perfect plan indeed.

Who would’ve known Derrick’s end was so near? Derrick, who died, was full of resentment as he converted into a ghost. He wanted revenge on Maurice. As time passed, he gained supernatural powers and made Maurice’s all four limbs have a mind of its own. The mind of the hand was dark and negative. It made Maurice commit various crimes.

Marice was shocked and confused. Despite multiple medical tests, medical personnel couldn’t diagnose anything and thus suggested therapy.

However, Maurice knew Derrick was back. He knew if he didn’t clean this mess up there would be no other choice but to die in the name of law and justice against his crimes.

One night, Maurice drank liquor like it was his last. He drank to the point of numbness. Maurice stumbled to the kitchen and took the kitchen knife, cut one of his legs and then cut the other. He cut one of his hands, while he took the knife in his mouth and cut the other.

When people had found him, he was already a dry corpse. He had cut his hands which were next to him but everyone wondered at the mystery of where his limbs had gone missing.

The limbs that had gone missing wreaked havoc in the dark slums and turned humans into the undead. Then a new era began; The Era of Destruction. The undead hunted humans and humans strived to live. When the destruction reached a peak and when humanity was in grave danger, a Messiah appeared and cured the undead and turned them into humans.

Soon came The Era of Peace, where humans didn’t commit any crimes. But the Redeemer told them that heaven has become full and incited people to commit crimes and self-harm. People began following her commands and believed whatever she said because she truly had done countless great deeds. She looked on and was pleased as mass suicides and crimes began. She returned to her home, to her throne of fire and flames, and greeted all with a nod of her wicked horns.

Everything seemed to be planned since the start. Everything seems to be fated. Why was God so cruel? Why didn’t he stop the destruction of his creations? Why did the godly one allow this to happen? Has everything succumbed to evil?

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