| THE LAST SCHOOL DAY |
| In a hospital on an island off the coast of Newfoundland, called Isle De Mort. Translated-Island of the Dead. It's an island full of villages, mostly natives, but some Americans for teachers and stuff. In a hospital, a little boy was in a bed, a deep gash on his leg. "What happened?" a man asked, walking in. He had the outline of a beard growing. "He was attacked by a shark on the beach." the doctor said. "Why? Who are you?" "I'm this kids teacher. He's in a class of 5 students." the man said. "Oh, you're Mr. Long then?" "Yes I am." "Oh yeah. Many years ago, you were sent here after that terrible accident down at the summer school camp." "Yes. Don't remind me." "Sorry." "That's ok." Jeff Long coughed. "Didn't make it out totally ok though. And my new name is Mr. Ian Linguist." "Oh. Ok." "That's how most people know me by on the island." "Ok." "So, how is the boy, Dr. Gray?" "I'm not sure yet. He's asleep right now though." "When will he be awake?" "I don't know. But you should go back to teaching you're class." "Of course." Jeff walks out of the island hospital out onto the sandy beach. He crosses to a path that goes through the jungle and after a minute, came to a small hut. He walked in side and his class of 5 students minus one were siting down. "How is he?" one of the native kids asked, his English not very good. He was a black 12 yr old kid with short black hair. "He's doing fine Durome." Jeff/Ian turned to the chalk board. "now, can anyone tell me what the square root of thirty-six is?" Dr. Gary Grey was looking at x-rays and also at the injured boy. He threw the x-rays down, stood up, and ran to the boy. He removed the blanket and tore the bandage off of the boy's leg. "I'll be damned." he looked at the gash. All the blood and muscle with ripped flesh. The edges were too perfected for a shark to have done it. So what else could have made a gash like that? Jeremy Stone was the island newspaper editor. He drove in his jeep through the jungle till he got to the hospital. He had received a call from Dr. Grey and rushed right over. Jeremy barged on into Dr. Grey's office. "What is it?" he asked. "Come look at this wound." Dr. Grey lead Jeremy into the boy's room. "He died an hour ago." "Yea so?" Dr. Grey showed the wound. "Shark attack." "That's what I first thought. But look at the wound. It's made too nicely. Too neat. This boy was attacked by a man. A mad man. And with a long knife." "Or scythe." Jeremy said. "Put this in you're paper to warn the citizens of the island." "Sure thing." as Jeremy turned to leave, a smile came across his face. In the gym, Cassandra Penny, a 19 year old girl, was lifting weights. She brushed her brown hair out of the way and lifted the heavy weight for the 40th time, sweat coming down her face. She put the weight down and went over to the door and opened it. Outside, the 20 year old Calvin Jones walked in. "Good day Ms. Penny." "Hello Calvin." Calvin walked among the gym and looked around. Ian's the teacher. Gary's the doctor, Jeremy's the newspaper. And I'm the organizer, Kevin Filure's the documentary maker on the natives here. So what exactly are you?" "I'm the youth director. Me and Ian change half way through the year." "Oh." "Was there something you wanted?" Cassandra asked, her tank top sweated. "Just came to work out." "Great. I'm leaving." Cassandra left through the doors and out to the dirt parking lot. They only have two jeeps on this island. Why have parking lots? She decided to leave the trial as she walked into the jungle to look at some of the animal life. "Hey there." she bent down as a small lizard came close to her. She petted it as it chirped. She got back up and continued to walk, looking at the birds. Kevin Filure was in his hut, cameras and notes surrounding his room, his bed unmade. His phone rang and he answered it. "Hello? Kevin Filure's Hut." "Kevin, it's me Jeremy. I think I have something that I should tell you. But come down to my place." "Sure thing. Be there in a half." "Great." In the small class, Durome walked over to Carla's desk. Carla was a black girl, Durome's age and of the same tribe. "Carla, would you like to go for a walk after school?" Carla smiled and said, "ok." Ian/Jeff turned around. "Durome, take your seat please." "Ok." Durome went and sat back down. "Thank-you." Kevin ran through the jungle trial, past the gym, and to Jeremy's hut. "What is it?" Kevin asked as Jeremy walked out of the hut. "There's a killer on the island." "What?" "Some kid has already been killed. Since no one reads my paper, I need you to help me tell everyone." "Sure. As long as it helps." At one of the tribe's areas, the leader and some of the natives from that tribe were gathered around a statue worshipping it. From the jungle, someone watched. Jeremy and Kevin rode in Jeremy's jeep. They stopped by the beach and went to the life guard, Kelly. "Kelly." Jeremy shouted. "Kelly walked over to the jeep. "What is it?" she brushed her hair back. "There might be a killer on the island." "What?" "Some boy was murdered. We need you to help tell other people." "Why don't you just post it in the paper?" "No one reads the paper." Jeremy said. "Sure. Yeah. First person I see, I'll tell." "Great." they drove off, Kelly watched them as they drove. Cassandra was still walking in the jungle when the leaves on her left started rustling. She slowly moved closer and jumped and let out a yelp as a rat jumped out. "Stupid rat." she mumbled. "Better get back soon."she said as she looked at the sky and saw dark clouds rolling in. "Storm season's about to hit." As it began to lightly rain, she started walking in the direction she had come. In the classroom, Ian/Jeff dismissed his class and minutes later, thunder rumbled. As some of the kids were leaving, they jumped. "It's ok." Jerome comforted Carla. "I'll walk you back to the tribe." Ian smiled as he saw the two walk away together. "Good couple." "Ian!" Ian turned around and Jeremy and Kevin jumped out of a jeep. "We have to hurry. There's a killer on the island." "Yeah. Sure." "No. He's serious." Kevin said. "Yeah." Jeremy took over. "That boy that was attacked by the shark? Well it turned out that the gash was made by a long knife or a scythe." Ian froze. Has he found me? He thought to himself. "Ian?" Jeremy asked. "Ian?" Kevin said. "What?" Ian shook his head. "We've gotta warn people." "I'll try." Ian said, already packing up. "You need a ride? Kevin asked. "It's starting to rain." "No thank-you." "Ok." Kevin and Jeremy hopped back into the jeep and drove away. Jeff picked up his brief case and walked out into the light thunder storm. "It's going to get worse." he said. "A lot worse." Calvin was still up at the gym, doing push- ups. He heard the rain and thunder getting worse out, but he stayed back in the gym. "102. 103." He strained to say as he did more push-ups. He collapsed and rolled over, breathing heavily. He heard the door open and close and heard wet boots walk across the floor. He was still on his back and catching his breath. "Ha. Did one hundred and three push-ups." he chuckled to himself. "Bet you couldn't do that much." He saw a shadow come closer, upside down. "Who are you?" upside down, he saw some one wearing a Grim reaper costume and holding a scythe. "Where's Jeff Long?" asked the muffled voice. "Who?" "Jeff Long." "No one by that name here." Grim reaper turned to go away and Calvin sat up. Before he could even blink, Grim reaper turned back around, holding the scythe sideways, the blade cutting through Calvin's flesh, separating him from his waist, his top half flying across the room. "You only had to tell me where Jeff was." the muffled voice said again and left, leaving the blood still leaking out form the two halves. Ian was in his hut, the rain and thunder almost full force now, and lightning lit the sky. Ian took out a box and inside were pictures of all his friends that were killed because of Dillon. He wondered how Allison and Stacey were. (He didn't know they were dead) a tear rolled down his eye as he looked through the pictures of his friends. He heard a scratching sound on the side of his cabin. He looked up and put the pictures away. He reached into a drawer and pulled out a small gun. He walked outside, into the thunder storm and looked at the side of his cabin. There was a long line going through it as if someone took a knife and dragged it along as they walked. Ian ran around the outside of the cabin's, his gun raised. A few minutes later, he walked back into his hut and changed into dry cloths. He put the gun away and went to correct assignments. Cassandra was drenched and she just left the jungle and got to the gym. The door banged behind her and the water form her hair and cloths dripped onto the floor. She slowly walked into the main gym and saw two things a little ways apart. As she neared, she screamed when she saw that it was Calvin! She turned to run out, but slipped on the blood and banged her had off of a weight lifting pole and knocked herself out. Kelly was in her hut, reading. She listened to the rain drumming off the roof and the thunder booming and she saw the room light up when lightning flashed. She put the book down when she heard a scratching at the door. She stood up and walked to the door. She opened it and grim reaper was there. "Can I help you?" she asked. "Where is Jeff Long?" "You must be mistaken. Go to Josh, the guy who's in charge of everything. He can help you." she closed the door and laid back on her bed to read. Josh was in his house on the island. He was the guy who was in charge of everything. He had first visited the island and made friends with the Indian tribes. That was how everything started. He was on his computer. The only people who had lap tops or computers on the island were him, Ian, and Gary. (Dr. Grey) he turned his lap top on and went to a chat room. He was only 25 and loved chat rooms. A guy PM'd him and the chat name was grim_reaper2000. Where is Jeff Long?" the message asked. You must be mistaken.' Liar. I know he's there. On the island.' Josh's blood ran cold. Who are you?' Dillon' then when Josh looked at the main screen, it said grim_reaper2000 left the room.' Durome and Carla were in Durome's hut at the site where all the native's lived. "Evil storm." Durome's grandmother said. "It brings evil with it." "What type of evil?" Durome asked. "Evil disguised as death. It brings death." Durome and Carla look at each other and when lightning flashes and thunder booms, they move closer together. Dr. Gary Grey was in his office in the hospital. He looked out the window at the storm. It still wasn't night so it wasn't completely dark out. Just gray. He turned around to get his laptop, but it was missing. He thought he might have replaced it. He went out into the small hall that attached to the waiting room and three other rooms. An operating room with x-ray and catscan, and two check-up rooms. He walked into the waiting room and looked around. Lightning flashed and behind him, in the hall, Grim Reaper swiftly ran from one room and down the hall. Gary looked behind the counter. "Where is that lap top?" he walked back into the hall, only to find blood on the walls. "What the hell?" lightning flashed again and this time thunder followed. He walked down the hall that the blood was going and walked into the operating room. The native boy with his leg slashed open was laying on the examining table, his chest ripped open and his organs hanging out. "What's going on?" Dr. Grey ran out of the room and into the hall just as the power went out. Dr. Grey slowed to a slow walk. He squinted as a shape moved at the end of the hall and went around a corner. "Hello?" he slowly walked to the end of the hall as lightning flashed again. Jeremy Stone pulled the jeep into his drive way and him and Kevin Filure jumped out and ran into Jeremy's hut. "You can stay here until the storm lets up." Jeremy said, taking out some paper. "What are you doing?" Kevin asked, sitting down. "Writing up the paper for tomorrow." "But you said you weren't going to because people don't..." Jeremy cut him off. "I changed my mind. People should know about this. We didn't tell enough people." Jeremy ran over to his type writer and started typing. "The storm looks pretty bad out there." Kevin said. "Yeah, it does. Hate to see it tonight." Kelly heard another knock on her door and she answered it. Ian was standing there. "Ian, come in." Ian walked in, closing the door behind him, soaking wet. He sat down in one of the chairs as Kelly sat in the other. "Was that you earlier on?" she asked. "What happened earlier on?" Ian asked. "Some person dressed in a Halloween costume came by. He was dressed as the grim reaper and was looking for some guy named Jeff Long." Ian's heart skipped a beat. "We're all in danger." Ian said. "What are you talking about?" Kelly asked. "That was the killer. He's been a killer for many years. His real name is Dillon. I think." "What?" "When I was a kid, a kid named Jeff Long, a bunch of other kids, and some teachers got stuck in a school with a killer dressed as the grim reaper. Only two of them survived. Jeff Long and Allison Luk. The killer ended up being a student named Dillon. "A few years later, they went to university. And again Dillon trapped some people in the school. In the end, the same two people survive along with another student, Ryan Miller. "Then years later, Jeff and Ryan were at a summer school camp ground and Dillon starts killing people off. He ends up killing Ryan and in the end Jeff as well. But it ended up Jeff really survived and found out a kid named Stacey survived. Jeff was put in intensive care and later, came to this island to teach. He also changed his name to Ian Linguist." "That means..." Kelly said. "Yes, I'm Jeff Long." Dr. Grey was going around the corner. Suddenly, the lights flicked on, then off, then they started to flicker on and off. He dropped his flashlight as he went into the closest room and grabbed a surgical knife. He walked out of the room and back into the hall. He heard foot steps and turned around. Grim Reaper was standing behind him! Dr. Grey thrusted the knife forward and it dug into the killer's arm. Grim reaper let out a muffled scream and pulled the knife out. Dr. Grey turned and ran, Grim reaper running after him. Cassandra woke up, still laying in the pool of blood. She screamed when she remembered what happened. She quickly got up and ran out into the thunderstorm which had gone into the night. Dr. Grey tripped and fell, but caught himself on the wall. He stood up and turned around to see how far behind Grim reaper was. But before any thing could register to him, the surgical knife blade sliced his face open, blood and brains falling to the floor. Grim reaper dropped the knife and kicked the body. He stepped over it and walked out of the hospital building. In the village, Durome and Carla were looking out the window of Durome's hut, watching the thunder storm light up the night sky. They saw Grim reaper walk into the jungle. "It's the bringer of death!" Durome said. "We gotta warn them!" Carla said. They ran out into the storm and to Jeff's hut. Jeff and Kelly were in the main building, looking for Josh. They had already gone up two flights of stairs-to the top. "Josh!" they shouted. "There!" Kelly yelled. Josh stumbled out from a room, a railroad spike jammed into his stomach. He coughed up blood and fell down dead. "Oh my god!" Kelly screamed. Grim reaper walked out, holding his scythe. He pointed at Jeff. "No!" Jeff shouted. Him and Kelly turned, and ran down the stairs to the next floor. They ran around a corner and down the hall. They stopped to take a breath then started to walk fast. "What are we going to do?" Kelly asked. "We're going to find some damn way to kill him for good." Jeff shot back. Then they sopped when Grim reaper walked around the corner in front of them. He had thin rope in his hands and whirled it around and flung one end and the loop went around Kelly's neck. "Help!" she gasped as it tightened. Jeff moved to help her, but before he could, the killer pulled back on the rope and Kelly's head went flying off! "No! Leave me alone!" Jeff turned and ran as Grim reaper got his scythe out again. Durome and Carla got to Jeff's hut. "Mr. Linguist isn't here." Carla stated. "We'll wait here for him." Durome said as they walked in from the night storm and lightning flashed. Jeremy and Kevin had gone out in the jeep to find someone. They had tried using the phones, but they were down. "We'll find Josh." Kevin said. "Alright. His house's just down there." as the jeep skidded out off the road and into the jungle when it hit a puddle, Kevin was flown from the jeep. "That hurt." he said. Jeremy got out and together they pushed the jeep back to the road. They got in and Jeremy started the jeep up. "Wait!" they turned and Cassandra ran up to them, covered with blood. "What happened to you?" Jeremy asked. "I found Calvin's body." "Get in." Jeremy said even though he had his doubts. At the house, Jeff ran outside just as the jeep pulled up. He jumped in and said, "get going!" "Why?" Kevin asked. The Grim reaper ran out with his scythe. "Oh sh_t!" Jeremy shouted as the jeep back up, full speed, the tires squealing. "Watch it!" Cassandra yelled as the jeep went off the road and smashed into a tree, the engine smoking. "That could not have been good." Jeff said. "Kevin?" Jeremy asked. Jeremy, Jeff, and Cassandra looked at Kevin, his body slumped over. Jeff moved his body and it fell from the jeep. "He's dead." then the scythe blade rammed down and scratched the jeep, inches from Jeff's face. "Ahhh!" Jeff back up as Jeremy reached under his seat and pulled out a shotgun. "Take this!" he shouted as he fired and Grim reaper went flying off. "He's not dead." Jeff shouted. "Come on. I know where to go!" they jumped out of the jeep and ran through the jungle. Durome and Carla were sitting on the couches when the door bursted open and Jeff, Jeremy, and Cassandra walked in. "Barricade the door." Jeff said. Cassandra and Jeremy pushed the couches up to the door as Durome and Carla went to Jeff. "Mr. Linguist?" Durome asked. "What are you kids doing here?" Jeff asked. "We came to warn you that there's a killer here." Carla said. "Yeah, we know." Jeremy said from the door. "We're all going to stay together." Jeff said. "I think I should tell you guys something. This guy came after me three times before." They all looked at him. "I went into hiding and changed my name from Jeff Long to Ian Linguist." "Jeff Long?!" Cassandra was surprised. "I read all about you and Allison through the paper. I knew you guys when we were all kids. In grade 6!" "You're that Cassandra?" Jeff asked, also surprised. "What's going on?" Jeremy asked. "Me, Allison and Cassandra all hung out back in elementary. Then me and Cassandra went out for about a year, then we broke up when she moved." "How do we beat this guy?" Jeremy asked. "I don't know." Jeff admitted. "When the storm goes away, we can leave in a boat." Cassandra suggested. "Sounds good enough to me." Jeff said. "What's that noise?" Carla asked. Everyone was quiet. At first they didn't hear anything. Then they heard someone walking around the hut. "I'll go check it out." Jeremy said, cocking a shot gun that was on Jeff's wall. He opened the door and went out into the storm. About 15 minutes had past. "What's taking him so long?" Cassandra asked, now in dry cloths that belonged to Jeff. "He's dead." Jeff said. He walked into his room and came back out with an a double bladed axe. "Always kept that under my bed." Durome went and opened the door. "No, wait!" Jeff yelled. Too late. Durome opened the door and the dead body of Jeremy fell down into the cabin, his back not there, just showing bones and muscles. Everyone screamed as a scythe blade rammed through the door way and dug into Durome's chest. It puled out, and dug in again. This happened over and over. When Durome's lifeless corpse fell, Carla screamed. Then she screamed louder when Grim reaper walked in. "Go away!" Cassandra shouted. Grim reaper just kept walking towards them, his scythe drawn. Carla grabbed a hunting knife off of the inside of Durome's pant leg and held it up behind the killer. She walked over silently and rammed in into Grim reaper's back! He stopped and straightened. Then he fell down. She retrieved the knife and dropped it. "Where did you get that?" Jeff asked. "Durome always carried it, secretly." she had shifted next to the killer's body. Before Carla knew it, Grim reaper came alive and grabbed her foot. He pulled her down as he grabbed the hunting knife and rammed it down through her stomach. Then he took it out and slashed her face open. Jeff readied the axe and when Grim reaper tried to stand up, he swung it, digging it into Grim reaper's chest, sideways. Grim reaper fell back down. "He's still alive." Cassandra said, crying. "He's still breathing. "Common." Jeff slowly walked over the killer's body. Cassandra walked over too, but Grim reaper jumped up and grabbed onto her. She screamed. "Jeff Help me!" Jeff turned around and rammed a kick into Grim reaper's head, causing him to let go and hold his head. Cassandra and Jeff ran out into the storm. "How long do we have till he stops?" "He won't stop." They ran through the trees to the village. "Hurry." the grandmother from before said. "Come inside." Jeff and Cassandra rush inside the hut. "He will never stop unless you get rid of the evil in the body." "How do we do that?" Jeff asked. The old lady handed Jeff some herbs. "Dip these in poison and lay them on his skull." "Ah, guys?" Cassandra said, looking out the window. "Here he comes." "Go." the lady rushed the two fleeing people out a window in the back. They jump out and make a run for the jungle. Inside the hut, Grim reaper busted open the door with his scythe. The lady began to chant as the killer moved in on her. Jeff and Cassandra heard the lady scream as the got to the jungle. "Where are we going to go?" Cassandra asked. "To the beach. We can take a row boat." "But it's still stormy!" "Live with it or don't live at all, you're choice." they ran through the jungle and Jeff hit a shake away that was on a branch in front of him. Chasing after them, Grim reaper was slicing the branches off as he ran. Jeff and Cassandra got to the boat house and locked the door. "Help me with this." Jeff said. Cassandra untied one end of the rope and put it on the boat. Jeff went over to open the gate for the boat to leave, when a scythe blade sliced through the door. A second later, a hand reached in and unlocked the door. Grim reaper looked around, but no one was there. He looked inside the boat and behind the boxes. Still no one. Then he saw a bubble come from the water and walked over. He rammed his scythe down into the water and when he saw red float to the top, brought his scythe back up. On it was a baby shark, dead! He shook it off and turned away, his back facing the water. Behind him, Jeff rose out of the water, holding a fire extinguisher. He rammed it into the back of the killer who went flying. "Did it again!" Jeff shouted. Next to him, Cassandra rose. They both got out of the water. "Go. Take the boat." Jeff said. "I'll finish him off." "But..." "Do what I say now!" Cassandra hit the button to open the door and she hopped in the boat. She turned the engine on, but before she could do anything else, the scythe smashed down, leaking all the fuel. "Damn!" Jeff rammed Grim reaper, who went flying into the water. Cassandra jumped out of the boat and as Jeff took out a match from a holder on the wall, they started to go to the door. Jeff threw the match as they ran out of the boat house and into the rain and storm. Behind them, the boat house blew up, knocking them off their feet. A couple minutes later, they opened their eyes and looked around at all the ruble. They started cheering and shouting shouts of joy. They hugged each other and stood up. They were going to kiss, when Cassandra was pulled back. Jeff looked up and saw Grim reaper, wet and his suit burnt, holding Cassandra. "Let her go, Dillon!" Jeff shouted. "I'm not Dillon." a female voice said. Cassandra was thrown to the ground as the hood was pulled back and Allison was underneath. "Allison?" "Oh, but of course." "Allison Luk?" Cassandra asked. Allison took a knife from her cloak and whipped around, throwing it. It embedded in Cassandra's forehead, blood seeping out. "No!" Jeff shouted. "Stop you're winning." Allison swung her scythe, but Jeff dodged. Jeff picked up a rock, and threw it at Allison's head. She moved to the side, and swung her scythe, the blade digging into Jeff's stomach. Jeff back up and fell next to a tree. He gargled blood from his mouth. "Why?" he gasped. "Ask my niece, Darlene when you see here in a second." Allison growled. She swung the scythe and the blade connected with Jeff's face as Jeff screamed. There was a constant beeping noise and a boy of 14, woke up. He reached over and turned his alarm clock off. He got out of bed and got changed for school. He got his lunch and quickly did his homework. "I'm walking today." he yelled. "Ok." his mom said from the next room. The boy walked outside into the February morning. He met up with his friend. "Hey Curtis," the boy said. "I had a really scary dream last night. It was also pretty long." "Cool." as the boy told him, they approached the school. It was a big school with magnetticly sealed doors. It was four stories high with a basement. Outside, lots of junior high kids were walking into it. It was a bright and sunny day, as Curtis and the boy walked up to the school. "This new school is pretty cool so far." Curtis said. "I like the magnetticly sealed doors." the boy said. "The whole layout is cool. The fact that it's designed like a mall." they walked into the school. They past by benches that were next to a railing and on the other side, down below, was the cafeteria. They also past by a cat walk that led to the gym. They were at their lockers when Dillon, a tall kid rushed up to them. "Jeff, I told Allison!" the boy and Curtis turn around. "What did he tell her?" Curtis asked. "That I'm still her slave." Jeff, the boy said. "I signed a piece of paper in her binder." "I warned you. Don't say I didn't warn you." THE END THE LAST SCHOOL DAY Jeff Long COPYRIGHTED OCTOBER 2000, JEFF LONG |