Surrounded By Corpses
Chapter 16: Surrounded By Corpses
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"Bella!" Jessica raised her hand as she approached the two. "We got geography, right?"
"I think," Bella moved to her truck as she took out her bag and locked its doors.
"And Vlad?" Jessica asked.
"Business," he replied, clearly sounding exhausted by its words.
It was only morning, so it was funny to witness his annoyed expression. As for his exhaustion, that was only the usual; because of his always squinted eyes, it was hard to tell it apart.
"I'm off," he spoke, as he moved away, slinging his bag around one arm and letting it hang on the other—an attempt at copying what cool teens would do on TV.
Walking past the opened doors, the view seemed staggering, to say the least.
Unlike what he experienced the previous day, where a large crowd of teens moved around the hall, this view seemed different.
Instead of moving, they just stood there, exchanging pointless conversations that prevented his momentum.
Some spoke about skipping class, while others reflected on their unfinished homework.
It was funny, but very annoying.
So, ignoring their words and towering bodies, Vlad moved past them.
Pushing with his body and passing through each visible hole.
Holes produced by feet that proved too open.
Or spaces from distanced figures, it was relatively easy.
Easy because he was short, for one. So walking around them was quick until he arrived.
Geography, a class he honestly had zero interest in, but had to attend because he was basically obliged to, obligated by the subjects he had chosen.
But even then, today it sprouted interest.
Was it the teachings that took place beyond its closed doors?
Or the smell of a flowery scent that embraced his nostrils?
He truly didn't know.
But all he knew, all he was interested in, was the fact that the monster that sat within had noticed his presence.
The corpse of a variant had sensed him notice it.
And so—
Squeak!
The class became quiet as heads turned left.
By the door, Vlad entered.
He was dressed casually, and his hair was notably brushed.
His looks—stunning.
Too good-looking to be considered normal.
His gaze immediately turned to the teacher.
"I'm new," he had to announce, noticing that the teacher was also dazed by his presence.
"Ohh." He shook his head, fixed his eyes, and turned his head to the class.
On the far left, secluded from everyone else, was a pale variant of himself.
His eyes, as if knowing, kept their gaze and maintained eye contact.
"Jesper," the teacher broke his silence. "Sit next to the lad on the far back." He pointed in the corpse's direction.
The corpse flinched, little but hard enough for Vlad to notice.
So, he moved.
And pulled a seat to let his body embrace its comfort.
Comfort that was absent, but good enough to ignore.
"Sup," Vlad couldn't help but speak, noting the silence.
Jesper only smiled and nodded his head.
His mouth, eyes, and expression all weirdly held, as if in need of release.
'Was he in pain?' He certainly didn't look that way.
In fact, to Vlad, the boy in front of him only seemed like he wanted to take a dump—a large one, one that only comes at least once in a lifetime.
And for the corpse in front of him, he truly didn't know how many lifetimes it had come.
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Ring!
It really didn't take that long for the bell to ring.
And Vlad's squinted eyes were obviously closed—as always.
And the teacher, feeling disrespected, did ask him some questions, but it all proved futile to Vlad, who was 'by a curse' forced to listen.
Not waiting for anything else, he quickly stood from his seat in an attempt to escape the prison.
"You are really smart," the corpse finally spoke.
Which for Vlad proved too exciting to ignore, so he turned his head.
"Do you…" the corpse controlled his words as he breathed slowly—or an attempt at it, "you like geo?"
It was weird, getting asked that question.
In fact, Vlad hated it so much that he regretted listening to the words of the corpse that stood before him.
"Nah," he replied, "just read a lot."
"Makes sense," the corpse spoke as he nodded at his words.
"Are you going to art?" he asked while turning to leave. Vlad didn't even get a chance to answer as a "say hey to my sister" spoke from his lips.
Vlad was shaken from the cringe, his mind truly refusing to believe what the corpse had spoken.
Vlad's eyes widened as he finally understood the meaning behind his words.
Unknowingly, a smile cracked out as he shook his head in wonder.
Taking his bag and leaving a class which was filled with retreating teens.
Teens that were oblivious to what lay in the unknown.
Oblivious to the monsters that they had witnessed.
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'Right on time,' Vlad thought, as he reflected on how he was always late for his classes, but now, it seemed that the heavens had shown pity—they had blessed him with direction.
The door was still opened, which caused Vlad to instantly enter.
No need to wait for approval, no apologies to the teacher, just an entrance and a seat.
But surprisingly, that is where he was wrong.
Vlad was new, which only meant it was fate for him to remain on his two's.
And the teacher, as if sensing his unfamiliar presence of an aura, just pulled him by his collar in his attempt to move to a random seat.
"Never said you could sit down, boy," he said. He was old, perhaps too old to even be teaching.
"Hehe, sorry," Vlad spoke in apology, something he was hoping not to speak.
"Find a seat," he commanded, as if Vlad wasn't going to do the same thing. He clicked his tongue and moved to the whiteboard and began writing some notes.
Vlad's eyes drifted in an attempt to find an empty space.
But something obstructed his vision.
A woman.
No, a corpse.
Sitting not far from the front.
Looking dead straight at his eyes.
Her smile unmasked and hands holding up her face as if expressing utmost joy.
"Fuck," he uttered, "fuck me."
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