14 #2
Another dead end, and I backtracked and chose another path and struck a couple fucking, him drilling into her, her left leg wrapped around her torso.
It was getting me horny, and immediately, I thought of Adina.
I hadn’t fucked her yet because the Warwicks told me not to touch her, but I noticed Ez eyeing her up when she was drugged out.
He wouldn’t touch her while she was asleep, but I could tell he was thinking about it.
His attraction to her was growing, which is why he moved into Morgana, making up some bullshit story about needing help watching over her. Yeah, sure, bro.
I bypassed the panting couple, as their grunts and sighs serenaded me as I walked away, wishing Adina were with me.
I arrived at a dark corner where the ground light was broken and paused again when I heard footsteps and thought I could hear breathing of someone who had been running and stopped to catch their breath.
My boots paused on the grass as I gripped my knife to wait for them to appear around the bend. I flicked the flashlight off, then saw a dark figure appear around the corner of the hedge. When he saw me standing there, he froze and retreated.
Assuming he was more concerned about me than I was about him, I turned my back on him and continued on my way, pausing again along the next path to see if he would reappear.
After a few moments, I flicked my flashlight back on and moved forward, assuming I was creeping closer to the center where the black granite rock was.
Another group of students appeared from around the next bend, and at first, I wondered if they were the same girls as before, going around in circles, unable to find a way out.
“Am I going in the right direction toward the center?” I asked when they shirked and shrieked, and I remembered I was wearing a scary mask.
“Yes,” they answered, unsure as to what my objective was.
Don’t worry, girls, I had no interest in you as I moved past quickly, turned the bend, halfway down was an opening, so I chose that one instead of the one down the end of the path, turned left, and found another dead end.
When I turned around, that figure was there again, so I pretended I hadn’t noticed them dart back behind the hedge, took another turn, and waited for him to show.
Once he appeared, I went after him, tackling him to the ground, holding my knife to his throat as he gasped in fright. “The fuck are you following me for?”
“I’m not,’ he answered, petrified. “We’re just going the same way, and I kept my distance, so you didn’t think I was following you, man. I’m sorry, alright.”
“Why are you here alone?” I questioned him as I had to ensure he wasn’t fucking with me.
“Why are you here alone?” he shot back. Good point. “Honestly, man, I’m just here for some peace so I can smoke pot. I saw you walking in wearing a mask, so I kept my distance because you seem, you know…”
“I seem like what?” I pressed as I could hear the giggles of students nearing. “Finish your sentence.”
“Insane,” he finally answered after hesitating. “Or maybe you were playing a game with someone. Either way, I didn’t want to get involved in whatever you were doing.”
“True,” I resigned to agreeing. “I am insane.” I let him go, and he got to his feet, brushed his clothes down, threw his red bag over his shoulder, and walked off.
“Hey,” I said as soon as I noticed he’d dropped his keys and the silver pistol attached, “You forgot your keys.”
“Oh,” he grunted, stepping back to quickly pick them up, shoving them into his pocket, and vanishing in the dying light before I had the chance to ask him if he was a resident at Morgana and why the fuck did he keep hiding from everyone.
Also, Morgana was supposed to be kept mostly empty, excluding the Mila chick and, of course, Adina, so how did he slip in without our knowledge?
Brushing that mystery aside, I continued on my brain-rot journey, and after walking around several bends and finding many dead ends, I finally found the center and was disappointed that there were several students drinking and hanging out.
I didn’t want to stay long, nor did I want to draw attention to what I was doing, but as soon as I spotted the large slab of black granite, plonked in the middle of a garden of white roses in bloom, glowing from several nightlights on the ground.
Unfortunately, two students were sitting on the granite rock smoking cigarettes.
So, I made a beeline for the rock, ignoring the students who noticed my attention focused on the granite.
I crouched down by the smokers, who were looking down at me to see what I was searching for.
When one student offered me a cigarette, I took it without a word and shoved it into my pocket for later.
This wasn’t quite what I imagined, but life had a habit of pissing me off.
I didn’t stay long, checked the rock under a gaggle of voices asking me what I was doing.
Again, I remained quiet, and once I was satisfied that nothing was hidden there, I then scarpered, feeling like a fucking idiot for falling for a stupid mystery in a random book.