Into The Night

Twenty-Six

I haven't felt this amount of jittery feeling before. My hands are shaking, I cannot even afford to put them in my pocket as one is holding my phone and one I need to sway as I kept running along the quiet halls of the school.

"Taylor, Taylor, calm down." I told her. Aside from the fact that her voice had been quavery since the beginning, the reception sucks which scared me twice more than I was.

A million things had rung inside my mind. Out of all the many people she could have called, why me? Why couldn't it be her best friend whom she had texted awhile ago to go home because she's fine?

Also, where is she? Why would she call me like that as if she badly needed me to be there? What the hell did she do?

I heard slight hums of machineries while I was talking to her, added with the fact that she is somewhere wherein the signal is absolutely dreadful, I had to call her back several more times than I am now.

"You're in the kitchen? Right? Which one?" I asked, bloody hell, she needs to be more specific! She had been telling me about a kitchen repetitively for a while now.

All I heard where chopped off statements and then the call was off again. "Damn it." I muttered, I called her again and it took her a while to answer but she immediately did.

"Ju— high can—" and the call ended again.

I took about a minute to try to freaking decipher but I realised soon that she meant the junior high canteen, the kitchen there because first of all, in their buildings, the signal is quite awful.

What the hell?! I shouldn't be so worried. But I am. Why? Because Taylor is freaking calling for you somewhere, idiot!

My heart is racing against my footsteps and to be honest, I don't know which one is faster. My head started pounding as well as sweat formed on my forehead.

I swear, this girl will give me a freaking heart attack!

After a while of puzzling myself and going through the ghostly hallways, I got to the next building, to the Junior High side of the school. When I got to the canteen, everything was locked.

"Absolute bollocks!" I grumbled to myself as I walked towards the door to the cafeteria. It's the only way I can go to the kitchen. I looked around and all of the CCTVs are still activated. "Well, damn, I'm getting out of here at the end of winter anyways."

I took my credit-card knife from my wallet because it is the thinnest I've got. I used it to unlock the doors, went in and shut it since I wouldn't want anyone checking it out. That is the last thing I would probably want.

I made my way through the empty cafeteria, almost tripping through the tons of tables and chairs scattered around. I partially sprinted to the door right through the kitchen which was locked again. And again, I used my knife, gladly there are no chains.

Seeing as it isn't that dark yet, the kitchen was partly well-illuminated. There's this abundance of steel and shiny objects all around with a few machineries still humming.

Now I'm just hoping I came to the right place.

I walked around quickly as if it were a puzzle. Truth is, I've never been here before so I'm doing everything blind. Twice. . .Freaking twice of doing this blind because of the one and only Riptide.

"Taylor?" I asked, raising my voice so she could hear me if she's really here. My voice echoed against the walls as the hums of kitchen equipment fill the room. "Tay, you in here?"

"Harry!" I heard her muffled voice from somewhere. First of all, what is she doing here?! Secondly, where the hell is she? And lastly, how did she end up here?