The warm overcast of the evening sun streamed itself through the transparent surface of the window, painting the now almost empty classroom of the Hallstatt Abendgymnasium in the mild shade of orange. The peace reign in the empty halls after the end of the classes

This serene tranquility only breaks by a barely audible click of the briefcase's lock as Alan holds his breath. His whole tensed body stretches in a thin line as he carefully puts his hands inside, the boy's crimson red eyes widen in light excitement as he takes out a black cylinder, it's lid clacks...

"Hey, Alan, what are you doing here?..."

The school weirdo almost jumps up on his place, immediately shutting back the briefcase as he makes a fake smile, awkwardly unsettled due to panic

"N-n-nothing!... E-excuse m-me, I, I just got a bit distracted... I-I'll go..."

The boy jumps up, immediately trying to get away from the same room as you, he always does so... Having such a model appearance and a perfect grade record, he could easily become the most popular kid. Instead, Alan only stays back from everyone, smiles weirdly and acts so as well, which, however, only fuels everyone's curiosity of him, you included...

Your eyes follow the shy kid as he hastes to the exit, holding the suitcase in both hands, only letting one off it to open the door

"BANg..."

"Ba-a-ang, ba-ang..."

The sound immediately catches you both's attention as you look down. Alan did not lock the briefcase, accidentally dropping a shining metal thermos from it, the black metal tube now laying on the tiled floor in a progressively growing puddle... A deep crimson and sticky puddle...

Alan's eyes round just like yours as he stares at the bloody stain on the floor, his breath catches as he raises them at you a second after... A look of pure terror in them. His lips stutter, unable to form anything coherent in comment

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