It was A January, eighteen of two thousand eight, & was a cold Friday, and was not stopping snowing.The alarms sounded to remove the institute, but & the class of first of bachillerato, there was so much noise that & was not heard.On having looked at the clock, I realized of that it was quarter to two o'clock, the hour of being going to eat. So we prepare the rucksacks for ourselves and we us prepared to go, but some kind of were, when we start lowering the stairs, Quim fix with a river of blood that was going down the floor of above, Joan and Josep M ª said of rising. But Anna, Anna M ª, Gemma, Núria and Nasi, remained waiting for us.
We raise the rest, the blood was coming from the floor where there live the boys and girls of the module. All the terrified ones, we enter to see what was happening, since it was doing a few days that a very strong smell of the floor was coming of above.We enter, everything was dark, and at the end of a corridor there was a very weak light, as if it was of a candle that was consumed slowly, us went towards the light. As we were approaching, one saw a group of people, doing a few prayers, slightly strange, with a language that we do not manage to distinguish.
Little by little we were aproaching, until we stop to observe what were seeing, suddenly Judith, Marco Aurelio, Andreu and David, to push together to this species of ritual.Cristina, Melani and Xavi were moving along of fear, but immediately they returned, all the doors of the college were blocked. Slightly very rare it, was happening in the institute, but nobody knew exactly what was happening.Suddenly the group of people it goes, with our companions, to go away even the whole multitude, to the soil I stay a symbol, which we could not interpret, Laura try it to interpret but I do not achieve it.Sergi and Koen went to see if we could go out for the fire escape, but they didn't return.
Yanina and I went to the office of the director, and there we saw that in the computer there was the same symbol that of above, we were starting suspecting, that was spending there?We look at the computer, and discover a text, something rare, it was in another language, but below were a fragment written in Spanish, was saying something of a secret sect, and that to enter her you had to drink blood. We went it manages to be explained to the others, but already they were drinking blood. We try to go out for the court, but they took me, and forced me to form a part of that sect.Five years later have happened, and I have realized of that you had the absorbed one, and it didn't have his personality.
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Hi Noe, thanks for your post. You have written a very strange story, haven't you? It was a bit difficult to follow because you mix tenses and forget subjects. Careful with this which makes the story quite difficult to be understood.
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