Horror Story

SEEN

- What?

His eyes were starting to get used to the darkness.

- Where am I?

Finally, he knew: he was in a dark room. It seemed to be an old classroom, with old-wood desks full of writings and scratched by uncareful students. The walls were decorated with lots of maps, Science tables and handicrafts. But there was something unusual; the door, at first made of wood, had been changed by a hard metal door with a mechanism and... Something was ticking.

Suddenly a lighting object appeared near the blackboard. It was surely a television. The screen stood out from the dark room lit by a few candles. Then the background of the screen changed and a frightening puppet appeared.

"Matt, you’ve always been a despicable person. Inside the not very sociable neighbour, the shy teacher, there is a man that only lives for money and doesn’t appreciate his own life. But now, if you really want to live, you should overcome the pain and avoid death.
I want to play a game. Rules are simple. The price to break them: death.
The door has got a meter. When the clock marks five o’clock, the door will be closed for ever. You should find the key and I’ll give you a clue: it’s inside one of the desks. It’s your chance. "

What could he do? It was three o’clock. It shouldn’t be so difficult: five hours and ten desks. Who was behind this nasty joke? Maybe one of the teachers but... he didn’t remember that classroom.