14 Chapter 14 (1/2)
Mr. Kenan called us back into the classroom, stating that we could've just made a great discovery.
We stopped and walked back into the classroom. Mr. Kenan started talking, still using the dead adult body laying on the floor. But no matter how long it lasted, I still couldn't get used to the weirdness of this communication method. Perhaps it was convenient for 'ghostly' beings to contact us this way, but talking to someone through the body of a dead person... I couldn't get used to such stuff, even after witnessing the death of many people and tens of paranormal activities in just a few hours.
”This is very unsettling...” Mr. Kenan said.
”A lot of things are, but which one in particular are we talking about?” Idil asked.
”The bodies in the classroom.” Mr. Kenan replied.
”Yes.” I started talking. ”I don't know these people. What were they doing in this building, after school hours?”
”The further unsettling thing is that I DO know these people... I think.” Mr. Kenan said.
”You do? Who are they?” Idil asked.
”I have seen them in some of the old photos of the school.” he said. ”When someone told me about the death of two teachers in this building.”
”Are they... those same two teachers, you say?” I asked.
”Yes. I can't clearly remember the fellow on the ground, but I do remember the one still hanging from the ceiling.” Mr. Kenan replied.
”But... that was decades ago. These people can't be those two teachers!” I said.
”Yes, they shouldn't be here. And this is why I found it too unsettling.” Mr. Kenan said.
”What is happening? What are we going to do?” Idil asked.
”I bet the metamorhosis screwed up spacetime entirely.” Mr. Kenan said. ”In order to alter the structure between the new 'school design' and the old 'prison design', one has to make use of extra dimensions. But our clashes with 'the community' might have caused some anomalies. This part of the school's history wasn't supposed to be exposed. Perhaps the classroom was caught in the middle of forces pulling the history back to the prison and forwards to the modern school building.”
”Is it possible that this can happen anywhere else in the building?” I asked.
”Yes, but it shouldn't.” Mr. Kenan replied. ”In the worst case scenario, an immature transformation could cause the structure to weaken, and the building to collapse.”
”But this particular anomaly could help us learn more about the events of the past.” I said.
”The weird thing is, although it is possible for the structure to change that way, there is no way we can get to see people from either the past nor the future. I have no idea how this happened, but I can only say that they are... animations, rather than live beings. Bodies with no souls. But... maybe I can exploit the anomaly to make use of that. In order to do that, I will ask you to get out of the classroom. If something goes wrong as I exploit the anomaly, I don't want to lose you in the process. I don't know how much I can do, but I will try my best.” Mr. Kenan said.
We got out of the classroom and closed the door. The structure around us, and the inside of the classroom have started transforming into an older version. After a while, I could hear some sounds coming from the classroom. It was the same voice the dead body had, but it was much cleaner. He was sobbing.
”I'm sorry... I had to do it, for everyone's sake... I will not... I can not harm all the innocent people... who spend their lives in this building. I won't submit to the cruel manipulation! I can only hope that they will understand the necessity... of what I have done.”
After he said that, I heard some footsteps. Then, a few moments of silence...
I already knew the rest. A loud crash sound, followed by him choking and gagging, violently. Idil made a move to burst into the classroom and interrupt. I held her back.