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Day 55—Friends Encourage

“Nikki, please! You have to help me!” Sue pleaded. “I don’t even want to do this. But I have to!”

Sue had apparently been chosen to find the janitorial closet that kept all of the buckets and towels and detergents. According to her story, a boy in her Biology class had thrown up because he found out that they’d be dissecting cow hearts that day. She’d conveniently met Nikolas (whose substitute teacher had given him the task of running the attendance down to the office) in the hallway and begged him to help her.

Now they were looking for the right janitorial closet, as Nikolas had never been able to say no to her pleading puppy eyes and quivering lip. He was starting to get a little irritated.

“How far away could this janitorial closet possibly be?” he demanded, following Sue around the school. Sue shrugged.

“How should I know? I’m a freshman,” she said guilelessly. She tried another door with the key that the janitor had given her. It turned in the lock and she opened the door. “Oh! See? We’ve found it.” She stepped to the side and motioned for Nikolas to go in first. “After you.”

Nikolas stepped in. And Sue shut the door behind him. “Hey!” he yelped, banging on the door. “Sue! This isn’t funny! Let me out!”

“Sorry! I can’t!” Sue replied cheerfully. “Not until we’ve gotten a confession out of you two.”

“What are you talking about, you psycho?” Nikolas yelled through the door. “Let me out so I can throttle that skinny neck of yours!”

“Death threats aren’t helping your situation!” Sue sang in a high falsetto, twirling the key around her fingers. “Just wait and see!” She sat down next to the locked door, settling down to wait.


Leonard was following Rachel out of homeroom because she needed some “manly moral support” for a supposedly “feminine problem”. Leonard couldn’t understand why he said yes in the first place. Wouldn’t it have made more sense for her to get another girl to accompany her to the nurses’ office? But no, he had to give into her incredibly effective pleading doe eyes. They walked down the hallway, and saw Sue sitting cross-legged against the wall, next to a janitorial closet that seemed to contain something that was making odd growling noises and the occasional death threat.

“Hey Sue,” Rachel said casually. “Why are you sitting here? Aren’t you supposed to be a good student?”

Sue sighed. “Yeah, I am. But a kid threw up in Biology, so the teacher made me go find the janitor to clean up the mess. The janitor gave me the key and the directions to this closet, but I need a little help with the key to the janitorial closet.” She shrugged helplessly. “I’m really bad with keys,” she said a little apologetically. “Plus, there seems to be something scary locked in there.”

Rachel laughed. “Aren’t we all? Here, give me the key and I’ll help you out.” Sue gave her the key and Rachel inserted it into the lock. She seemed to have trouble with getting the key out so she could open the door, so Leonard moved closer in preparation of helping her. Then, her elbow jerked back with the key, catching Leonard in the stomach.

He let out a soundly surprised “Oof!” and before he knew it, he was pushed into the closet, landing on top of a very surprised Nikolas. The door swung shut behind them and locked with an audible click.

“Ouch!” they both yelped. Leonard had knocked Nikolas over into a pile of buckets.

“Fuck!” Nikolas swore. “Erm, can you maybe get off me?” he asked when Leonard made no move to get off.

“Oh right. Sorry,” Leonard apologized, leaping off the black-haired boy with alacrity, only to back into a metal shelf full of cleaning products. “Damn,” he swore, rubbing the back of his head. “It’s too dark in here.”

Nikolas scrabbled his way upright into a regular sitting position. “Tell me about it,” he muttered. “Hey! Sue! When are you going to let us out of here?” he yelled at the door.

“When you two come to a revelation!” came Sue’s muffled reply. “In the meantime, I’m going to go to the office and tell them that you two have suddenly gotten sick.” The sound of light footsteps started and faded away as she moved farther away from the door.

“Dammit,” Leonard swore again. “‘Revelation’ is an awfully broad term.” He sat down carefully on the floor. “Whose bright idea was it to build a janitorial closet and not put in lights?”

“The architects of this school,” Nikolas replied morosely. “We’re never getting out of here, are we?”

“You know, Nikki, you’re probably right.” Leonard leaned against the metal shelf. “But you know what? They’ll have to give up at the end of the day. There’s no way they’re cruel enough to leave us in here overnight. In the meantime, let’s play a game.”

Nikolas sighed. This was bound to be a long four hours.


Adelaide, Sue, Sadie and Rachel walked through the hallways. They could see that Garrick, Sara, Theo and Henna were already waiting next to the door of the janitorial closet where their two other friends had been locked in for approximately the last four hours.

“So,” Sadie said without preamble. “Any luck?”

The five waiting by the door shook their heads.

“There’s been almost no sound coming out the closet,” Garrick said.

“Are you sure they’re not dead?” Sara asked suspiciously. “No one is that quiet.”

Sue sighed. “If it hasn’t worked, then there’s no point in keeping them in there. We should let them out.” She took the janitor’s key from her pocket (she had neglected to give it back) and inserted it in. As if in slow motion, they could hear each tumbler in the lock fall into place, and—

“AAARRGH!”

The door flew open, scattering a good deal of the student body, plus the little group that had gathered around the closet. Out flew a twin blur of black and brown, doubling over, breathing in the scent of relatively fresh air and laughing uncontrollably at the startled looks on their friends’ faces.

“You bastards!” Rachel accused. “You planned this the entire time you were in there, didn’t you?”

“So our plan failed,” Henna sighed. “What a shame.”

“Correction,” Nikolas said, “we played a game for the first hour and half. Then we decided that it would be hilarious if we scared you guys.”

“Karma’s a bitch, isn’t it?” Leonard asked with a grin.

Rachel shook her head. “You bastards.”


Chat Room #45

            hennac has logged on.

            LittleGirl4ever has logged on.

            hennac: back-up plan no.1 has failed. time to put back-up plan no. 2 in place.

            LittleGirl4ever: Roger that. C u tomorrow!

            LittleGirl4ever has logged out.

            hennac has logged out.

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