70 Horror House (2/2)

”Yeah,” Luna responded. ”He's with me.” She pulled me closer to her in order to prove to the student that I was actually accompanying her.

”A-alright.” The student sounded quite surprised, but he remained calm and acted professionally. ”I'll let you to get in for free.” He then got up and gestured for us to enter. ”I hope you enjoy.”

”Are you sure we don't need to pay?” Luna frowned, probably from the guilt she experienced after every single establishment she went to offered her stuff for free.

I'm just adding this in there, but when we were eating at the cafe my class had set up, her meal was free while mine I had to pay.

”Of course,” the student smiled.

”Thank you then,” Luna sighed and entered the horror house after parting the curtains with me following close behind her.

”You seem quite popular,” I commented.

”I try my best to know everyone's names,” she explained as we slowly walked down the dark, sectioned off hallway the students of 2-B had set up to create a creepy atmosphere. ”It's my job as the student council president. As time went on, people just slowly became like that.”

”I see,” I nodded, although it was dark enough that she probably wouldn't be able to see it.

”Alevian,” she then said, turning around to face me. Her face was partially illuminated by the eerie blue light that the students had hung on the wall, which made it possible for me to catch a glimpse at her angelic grace and that look of contempt on her face. ”Are you afraid of death?” she whispered.

Her question was so sudden that it caught me off guard. Like really, why would she ask whether or not I would be afraid of a horror house once we're in it?

”Huh?” I asked.”You should've asked me this before we entered.” I paused and let out a sigh, looking over my shoulder and at the entrance. Beside it, there was a sign posted that said Do not backtrack. ”We can't go back that way anymore.”

”So you're scared of stuff like that?” she smiled in an amused manner.

”No,” I responded. ”I know it's fake and all.”

”Right...” she nodded her head with a mysterious expression on her face that I didn't quite understand what it meant. ”If you're not afraid, let us continue on.”

For some reason, her voice sounded off for a second there. Like there was something on her mind at the moment. Was she expecting for me to be afraid so that she could be the caring student council president she was? That's probably the explanation.

”Well,” I then said after putting that idea into consideration. ”If it's truly unanticipated enough...” I blushed and looked off to the side. ”... then I think I would probably get sca— woah!” I called out when something jumped out from the corner of my vision. It was a hideous being, but not too long after, I realized that it was a student wearing black clothing and wearing a creepy mask.

”Hehehe,” she giggled before transitioning into an actual laughter. ”You were trying to act cool and...”

I sighed and looked at the student that had scared me, looking into his mask as he shrugged as if to say he had nothing to do with this.

”Come on,” Luna then said as she pulled my by my arm further down into the maze.

Like I had expected, it was jump scares. Plenty of them to be honest. However, there were circumstances where the atmosphere was actually creepy. For example, the dissection room where limbs hung from the ceiling of the room. That was quite disturbing to be honest. Then, there was that lone chamber with a person dressed in a white straitjacket and tied to a chair while struggling to free himself. The muffled screams really got the atmosphere down, and I have to give credit to where it was due. The student that played the mental patient really did a good job in frightening me. Although it was only just a little. Just a little.

”You're really not that afraid,” I said to her as we excited the horror house. I was being extremely honest. Luna never once had a look of fear on her face. She was always calm and collected, with a simple smile on her face as we went through each room that the students had created.

”No,” she said, shaking her head. ”I was actually very afraid.” Then, she turned around to gaze into my eyes. ”But you're with me. That's why I have nothing to fear.”

”Ms. President...” I blushed at what she had said. My heart raced and I could feel a warm feeling within me.

”Because if there was something scary,” she continued, ”you would be the first one to be scared. It's quite funny to be honest.”

”F-funny?” I sighed as I realized that it was just my misunderstanding a few seconds earlier.

”Right,” she nodded. ”You're quite interesting.” Then, she checked the time on her phone. ”It's still a bit early, but I think we should head to the gym to get seats for the play.”

Then, she started walking without asking me for my opinion. She probably expected for me to obey her decision, which I ultimately did. However, this made it impossible for me to inquire her further about what she had meant.