The day after the election, the results of the winning candidates are announced. To formally acknowledge the new set of Student Council, the students are once again gathered at the school gymnasium for their oath-taking. "Everyone, these honorable students here on the stage with me is the new set of officers in the Student Council. Let us give them a round of applause." Ulysses said after his final speech. With a loud clap from the crowd, the new Student Council is welcomed by everyone. He continues speaking. This time, he addresses the new officers."Once again, I congratulate you all. The majority of the students here in Northeastern High School have put their trust in you and I know that's a heavy burden on your shoulders. Even so, I am hoping that you would do your best to comply with your responsibilities." The elected officers either smiled at him or nods. Well, not that Ulysses is expecting much from them though. For four years of being part of the Stud

"It took us four years of hardship and struggle for us to get up to this point. However, our four years in high school were not just all about our difficulties. We also made good memories that would probably be the best times we'll ever have in our lifetime." Ulysses is already in the ending part of his last speech to the graduating batch. He looks so handsome in his black suit matched with a gold yellow necktie. Dylan is right, black and gold compliment Ulysses. Tonight is the night of their graduation ball wherein almost all the graduating students are attending. They only held the ball in the school gymnasium but the design of the place makes it a perfect place for a once-in-a-lifetime event. The former Student Council president continues, "As for me, the most special year in high school is our last year. I made a lot of breakthroughs. But the most remarkable to me is that I became the president of the Student Council after three years of being a member of it. Als

"This house is scarier than the apartment you used to rent." Dylan said as he wonders his eyes around the huge abandoned manor.Well, he doesn't mind living in a huge house but this manor looks like it's going to collapse any time soon. And aside from that, because of the lack of care, it looks more like a haunted house than a home. If they sleep here, someone not our kind might be laying down beside them... if you know what Dylan is thinking about. And even these tall gates before them are full of rust. It looks like just a slight force applied to it will cause its fall.Hearing the other's reaction, Ulysses scratches the back of his head and forced a smile. "I know but I can't think of any place to stay except for this one. Well, isn't it better than us sleeping on the streets, right?" He took the key that's secretly hidden on the side of the gate and unlocked it. "Shall we go now?"Dylan took a deep breath before nodding.Apparently, Ulysses and Dylan run away from th

Dylan finds himself in a pitch dark place. He can't see a thing, not even his hands. His eyes are wide open yet it still seems like he has his eyes closed. "Where am I?" Dylan asked himself. "Anyone here? Ulysses? Where are you?" Even after asking for anyone's presence, he didn't get a single response. Dylan tried so hard to recall what exactly happened before he came into this dark place. As far as he could remember, he's in an old mansion with Ulysses after they run away from their house. And then he suddenly feels unwell. And then he took a rest on Ulysses' arms. And then... and then after that, he couldn't remember a single thing.  Could it be... he's just dreaming at the moment? "How could you forget about me?" A familiar voice echoed in the area. That voice of a man sounded like it came from a cave. It sounded so distant yet loud. Dylan isn't so sure about what's happening around him anymore. "How could you easily throw it all away?

Ulysses headed directly to his bedroom, shut the door closed, and throws himself on the bed. He doesn't even bother to turn the lights on. At the moment, he only has the gentle light from the moon as his source of illumination.Heart beating fast, hands getting cold, and droplets of sweat starting to form on his forehead despite how cold the night is. Ulysses stares at the small piece of paper that he's been holding for quite some time now. The longer he stares at it, the more anxious he becomes.So, why is he being nervous over a piece of paper? Well, it's because it has written numbers on it. It's Dylan's phone number.He took his phone and inputs the numbers on it. He even checked the numbers twice if not thrice. Still not satisfied, he checked the numbers that he had input for the fourth time. No doubt, he dialed the correct order of numbers.Ulysses took a deep breath. It's now or never.He taps the green button on his phone screen, calling th