He got off the chair, but then he slipped, he fell, the chair as well. The chair fell toward the boiler. He didn’t realise that when he had fallen over the mop it had knocked a valve off the boiler, gas was leaking out, he could smell it. The chair was going for the boiler, he tried to get up but he hit a shelf and it fell off. Cleaning products, bleach, and floor cleaner poured all over him. This chair hit the boiler, and made a spark, then there was no more, he was no more…or was he?
“BE QUITE CASEY!” shouted a nervous Anne.
“What’s there to worry about? No ones here. We saw it go up in flames, only that freaky caretaker was here, and he’s long gone.” Casey smirked, Helen and Mark gave out a little giggle, but Anne didn’t.
“Why do we have to do this here? Why are we doing it?” Anne asked.
“Why Not?” said Casey
“Don’t be a dick Casey!” Anne exclaimed.
“OK Anne! It’s just a Ouji Board, it’s not like they really work!”
“So why are we doing it Casey?”
“Just shut up!” shrieked Helen to Anne, “It’s just a bit of fun, why don’t you go home if you’re so bothered?”
“Maybe I will!” At this Anne started to make her way back through the ruins of the old high school, what were left of it after it blew up.
“Loser!” muttered Casey, Helen and Mark laughed. “OK! This is it. You ready?”
“Yeah!” said Helen, a bit nervously
“Whatever!” Mark said coolly as ever.
They sat down in a circle, which the Ouji board in the middle, they all put a finger on the glass and then Casey asked
“Is there anyone there?” The glass slowly moved towards “yes,”
“OH MY GOD! WHICH ONE OF YOU IS DOING THAT?” asked Helen, quite scared by now.
“Not Me!” exclaimed Mark and Casey at the same time.
“Whatever,” said Casey, “Lets carry on.”
Helen was quite nervous by now, she was scared, she wasn’t expecting anything to happen.
“Who were you?” Casey asked, as he watched the glass, it moved again, and pointed to the letters G, E, O, R, G, and E.
“George?” Mark muttered. “Who’s George?”
The glass began to shake angrily it violently it moved to T, H, E, C, A, R, E, T, A, K, E, R.
“The Caretaker?” Casey asked, “Isn’t he dead?”
“Isn’t that kind of the point of this?” Said Mark.
“Whatever!” Said Casey, “I know one of you is behind this, I don’t remember no George!”
“As If!” Said Helen, we know its you, this stuff isn’t even real!”
“Well then!” said Casey quietly, “We’ll find out now! GEORGE WHOEVER YOU ARE! WILL YOU COME TO US?”
At this it all went silent, and then they all looked at each other and started to giggle, then the floor started to shake, the glass shoot out of their hands and landed on “YES!” There was a bright light, and more shaking. But then it stopped. All was silent and dark again, apart from a small ball of light inside the glass. They looked at each other in shock. Then Helen quickly rose to her feet.
“This isn’t funny any more you tw….!” She had stopped, Casey and Mark didn’t know why. She looked in pain, then she rose from the ground, then they noticed, she had a mop through her stomach, and she was suspended in the air. Then moved to the side and they saw it…the horrible…disfigured, ghost. Helen was there, dead, attached to the mop; the ghost opened its mouth and said,
“Remember me now?!”
The ghost was burnt, all over, his skin melted and hanging off! He was…disgusting.
Mark jumped up and ran for the door, he got passed George and then he cackled evil. Mark ran down the corridor, as fast as he could, then he heard a sound behind him, he looked round and George was chasing after him with the floor cleaning machine. He was getting faster, and faster. Mark ran round the corner and bang into someone.
“ANNE!” Mark screamed, “I thought you’d gone!”
“Mark, what wrong? What was that noise?”
“There’s no time to explain! He’s coming!”
“Who?” Anne asked
“ME!” Mark was being lifted up off the floor by a rubbish picker, and then thrown onto the floor. From where he once stood, now stood George. Anne screamed, and turned around, and ran.
“ANNE WAIT!” Mark screamed, but Anne was running, and he tried to, but George stood there with his floor cleaner, Mark tried to run away, he couldn’t get up, so he crawled. But he wasn’t fast enough. George ran at him with the floor cleaner and ran over him with it. It chopped him in to pieces. He was gone.
“NOOOOOO!” Screamed Anne, she ran back, “Why, why are you doing this?”
“You called me! I’ll see you soon” At this George just disappeared and left the Remains of Mark, and Anne, who lay there crying on the floor.
She sat their crying for at least 30 minutes, she couldn’t bring herself to move. Then she heard it.
“ANNE?!”
It was Casey, he was still alive. She ran down the corridor, “CASEY! WHERE ARE YOU?” she ran around screaming. She couldn’t find him, where was he, then she say him, lying on the floor, by the stairs. “CASEY,” She ran up to him, he was hurt, badly. “Casey are you OK?”
“Anne, I thought you’d gone”
“I came back, come on, we have to go, George, he’ll come for us!”
“I can’t move, he beat me with a broom, but I escaped, then I fell down the stairs. You need to stop him, you have to.”
“How Casey, how can I? I’m not as strong as him! Why is he doing this?”
“We called him, he came, not he’s getting revenge for all the things we did to him”
“But it wasn’t just us.” Anne said, starting to cry.
“I know. But were here now.”
“How do I stop him?” Asked Anne rising to her feet!
“The Glass!”
Then she heard a noise, George came from round the corner with a Lawnmower. He ran up to Casey and lunged at him with it. Anne knew he was dead. So she ran, and ran, and ran. It seemed like she has been running for hours. She knew she had to hide, she couldn’t find an exit, and the ones she could has collapsed during the explosion. She saw a small room, and ran it, and locked the door. Then she looked around and realised where she was.
She was in George’s room; she saw the Ouji board on the floor, then George, stood there in the corner. He had a pair of tree trimmers in his hand. Anne knew this was it for her. Even if she could reach the door in time, she wouldn’t be able to open it.
“Ready to die Anne?” George asked, but the she noticed and thought back to what Casey has told her, the glass
“THE GLASS!” She shouted
“What?” George asked?
“The Glass, you’re not going to kill me, or anyone else!” She ran across the room and picked up the glass with the small ball of light in it.
“No Anne, NO! I WONT GO BACK AGAIN!” George screamed.
“It’s too late now” She threw the glass on the floor, it smashed and a bright white light flooded the room. Anne was blinded by it. And then it was gone, she was alone in the room. She got up, and slowly unlocked the door and walked out.
She walked around the school and looked for an exit. Eventually she found one and walked out. As she walked away, she didn’t know what to do first, tell Mark, Casey and Helen parent what had happened, go to the police or just go home and cry, but she knew she has to get away from the school.
But as she walked, she heard a low laugh, more like a cackle, coming from inside the school.
