60 Butchery (1/2)

”Alright, go ahead.” I said. The world's hardest lesson for me was about to begin.

During the whole lesson, I could think about nothing but ways to protect her from the fate she was yet to face. Mr. Kenan wasn't thinking so seriously about it, but an amateur operation could easily kill people. I was a bit too lucky to survive, but it was possible that the others wouldn't share the same fate with me. It was a stupid risk to take. 'Ambitions' of The Community was about to cause deaths once again, after many years... Time quickly passed as I was thinking about all those.

Towards the end of the lesson, I peeked into my suitcase. The knife was still there, in case I ever needed it.

The bell rang. It was lunch time.

Everyone started to get out of the classroom, but I had to find that girl. I spotted her grouping up with her friends near the corner of the classroom. I had no idea how to get her to follow me without evincing the hard situation I was in. I had to figure out a good lie.

I approached the group and called her out.

”Hey, uh... Cansu!”

”Hi there, teacher!” she replied cheerfully. ”You need help with the door again?”

That girl and her mocking 'humor'... She was almost starting to get on my nerves.

”No, I don't, thank you.” I said, calmly. ”Mr. Kenan is your teacher, right?” I asked her.

”Oh, yeah.” she replied. ”Why did you ask?”

”He was looking for you before this lesson.” I said. ”I think it was urgent. He asked me to tell you if I encounter you.”

”Oh, I got it.” she said. ”He probably wants to see my notes from previous class again.” She grabbed one of her notebooks and got out of the classroom without saying anything to me. I followed her from a distance as she made her way to the chemistry lab. Apparently, it was well known that Mr. Kenan was spending most of his time there instead of the teachers' room.

She got inside, and after a few seconds I heard something fall down inside the lab. I followed her in... What a sight!

She was laying still on the ground, and her notebook was just next to her on the floor. However, there was no blood at all.

I immediately opened up my suitcase, searcing for the knife. When I was looking for it, I started feeling dizzy. Suddenly, I felt something on my arms. It was Mr. Kenan. He pushed me out of the lab. I fell down on my back, and everything inside my suitcase scattered around. He held me tightly as he put on a gas mask in my face. That mask certainly wasn't a part of a usual lab gear.

”You will need that.” he said and let me go. He quickly ran back inside the lab. ”Come in when you are ready.” he said and closed the door.

I looked around to see my folders and papers scattered around on the floor. I had to collect them before I went back inside. I looked back inside my suitcase to see what's left. It was alarming, the knife wasn't there! It wasn't something I could lose. It wasn't only that I would be left defenseless, but if someone had found it laying around, there would be a crisis in the school. I immediately started searching for it, and found it under one of the folders on the floor. I was very lucky that it wasn't spotted by Mr. Kenan or someone else that happened to pass by.

I quickly put everything back into my suitcase and got inside the lab.

”Lock it.” said Mr. Kenan. I locked the lab's door and went to a smaller room at the back of the lab. My student... She was laying there on her back unconsciously, with no clear expression of any emotion.

Mr. Kenan was holding a syringe, trying to adjust the dose of some medicine. He noticed me looking curiously at it.