The Curse of 1977 (Book 2)

Topaz Central High

Clarence Higgs, school principal, John Hopewell, gym teacher, Joan Roach, tenth grade algebra teacher and Catherine Lewis, the twelfth grade health teacher were all gathered inside the teachers' lounge on the third floor of the empty school building.Seated on one side of the long table were Higgs and Roach, while on the other end sat Hopewell and Lewis.

With the exception of Higgs, the other three were a collection of lethargic, blank masses of white flesh that sat sullenly in their wooden seats much like many of their various students during class.Mr. Higgs, who was black and older, sat while steadily scribbling away on his notepad, seemingly oblivious to the stuffy heat that inhabited the room despite two of the windows being wide open.Hopewell sipped away at his thermos while Lewis, who was the youngest of the group, wiped sweat from off her brow and fanned herself with a piece of notebook paper. All the while, Roach, the eldest, who was patiently waiting for Higgs to finish, conspicuously tapped her fingernails on the table.

"Okay," Higgs sighed before stopping his writing, "I promised that this wouldn't take long."

"I'm awfully glad to hear that, because I promised my kids that we would go to Kings Island once I got home." Hopewell sat up and irascibly protested.

Straightening his glasses, Higgs stared at the man for a second before looking all around the table.

"I apologize for wasting your time, Mr. Hopewell." Higgs kept his piercing eyes on the man. "Perhaps you would like to re-convene this meeting once your family outing is complete?" He stated in a dry, commanding tone.

Hopewell just sat back and pressed his lips as to say that the matter was closed, while the ladies glanced at each other in an unflattering, hopeless manner.

"Now, this shouldn't take any more than fifteen minutes to complete." Higgs said. "We just need to go over the new student roster before next month so we can get a clue as to who these new students from Eastern High are."

"Well, we do know that we got some good, strong fellas from that school coming over here." Hopewell sat up and mentioned. "Have you seen this Jackson kid? The guy is built like a tank. He could be our best offensive lineman we've had in a long time."

"Before we move any further, I'd like to take our minutes on the recorder." Higgs said as he pulled out a mini tape recorder from his pocket and sat it on the table in front of him.

"Besides great football players, I happen to know that Eastern has some very learned geometry students." Mrs. Roach spoke up. "That's something this school could definitely use when it comes to the 'In The Know' meets."

"Okay, okay, just because Eastern is shutting down does not mean we use this to our advantage." Higgs stepped in. "These are students, not prospects. Now, we've all heard of the disciplinary issues that Eastern has been known for these past few years. And considering why that school is shutting down to begin with, it should come as no surprise to any of us that we may end up with some issues of our own."

"How do you propose we weed out the troublemakers in this vast group?" Mrs. Lewis asked. "I mean, let's face it, it's not as if we as a faculty get to choose who we do and do not want here."

"With all due respect, Mr. Higgs, Mrs. Lewis is right." Hopewell interjected. "We're kind of picking apples blindfolded here."

Higgs took off his glasses and sat them down on the table beside the tape recorder before folding his hands and saying, "I admit that we do have a few major issues here; one of those issues being a lack of discipline at Eastern. The other being that we are going to have an overflow of students in this already crowded school."

"That's what I myself am curious about." Mrs. Roach said. "How is this exactly supposed to work? Topaz itself isn't a very big school to begin with."

"I understand your concern, Mrs. Roach, but the school board assured us that this transfer would only be for a year, no more."

"That's what they said three years ago to Southern, and look at the problems they have." Hopewell tossed up his hands. "For God's sake, just this past year alone they had eight kids arrested for smoking grass in the bathrooms. If they're doing that, who knows what else they could be conjuring up for the following year?"

"With all due respect, Mr. Higgs, I honestly don't think I can handle this." Mrs. Lewis suddenly stood up from her seat. "My husband and I are planning on having a baby before this year is up, and I don't think I can handle the stress of more students, especially if those students are doing the things that Mr. Hopewell is talking about."

"Mrs. Lewis, I absolutely understand your concerns. And like I said before, the school board is—

Right then, a distant explosion of glass stopped Higgs' speech in mid-sentence. Everyone inside the lounge, with the exception of Hopewell, remained perfectly still.

With lips twisted, Hopewell rolled his eyes, "You see, those hooligans are already starting up their shenanigans for the year, and it's still only July."

"Maybe Mr. Holt broke something while he was cleaning." Mrs. Lewis sat back down in her chair.

"We can go and check it out

words were interrupted, not by shattering glass, but by a loud roar that sounded like a cross between a locomotive an enraged lion. There were only four floors

were told to do so. The only thing that moved was the drooling sweat

voice stammered, "Would someone like to tell me just what in the world that

dog." Hopewell slowly began to get

like that before." Mr. Higgs stated as he too got up and walked over to the window to look out and down

"Maybe it's some kids playing a prank." Mrs.

Higgs irritably sighed as he made his way over to the door. "I'm

Once more, the roar that was heard before rang out through the halls. Higgs only stood at the closed door

"Holy Jesus, what is that?" Hopewell yelled before picking up a stool from

should call the police." Lewis began

Everyone stood still for a few moments before Higgs turned back and said, "I think we should just gather our things and head home. It's probably some kids, but let's just play it

his stool down and Higgs opened

what is that?" Roach

"Mr. Holt, are you around?" Higgs

"I hate it we have to go all the way downstairs to the front office just to use the phone." Lewis

"Okay, listen, Mr. Hopewell, you and Mrs. Roach go down that end of the hallway, and Mrs. Lewis and I will take

my truck and get my gun." Hopewell snarled before taking off down the opposite end with Mrs. Roach in behind

hallways, expect by then, the noise sounded as if it were nearby. All four stood still before Hopewell glanced back at Higgs in the most startled

the other steps." Higgs desperately whispered to

both Hopewell and Roach charged straight ahead and towards another set of stairs. Once they were out of sight Higgs and Lewis slowly began to back away

"Do...do you think there's two

his voice to falter, Mr. Higgs slowly replied, "We can find that out later. Right

First, there was a sound, a sound that came thumping around the stairwell corner. That very

Lewis were beyond stunned; their individual hearts skipped beatings as they watched an enormous, hairy creature stalk its way up the stairs and

sun, which in turn caused the hallways to become engulfed in a momentary shade. That same shade gave both principal and

"What...is that?" Mrs. Lewis grabbed Mr. Higgs'

about that now." Higgs gripped her hand tightly. "Just run

Mrs. Lewis' crying eyes could hardly see anything in front of her. Both her purse and shoes were dropped along the way while Mr. Higgs kept on holding her hand until they reached the

way," Higgs shouted as they took off down another

the sound of the beast's roar belted out seemingly in front of them. Higgs and Lewis immediately stopped short of the stairwell directly in front of them. Both of their faces were sweating so much that they could barely keep

God, there's another

Mrs. Lewis released herself from Higgs' hand and ran towards the very first classroom to her immediate right, only

"What are we

sooner had Mrs. Lewis stopped screaming, the beast that was chasing them down the stairs came scampering off the steps and towards them. With her petrified eyes opened wide, Mrs. Lewis twirled around and around until she finally went

down at the dead woman below before he turned back to see the beast galloping on all fours towards him, snarling and

ran over to a nearby balcony and jumped over the steel barrier, only to crash face first, sixty-two

"Why are all the doors locked?" Mrs. Roach hollered as she and Mr. Hopewell pushed against door after door on the first

but when even his own logic had seemingly eluded him, he stopped fighting and stood still in the

"I know I heard Cathy screaming a moment ago!" Mrs. Roach urgently insisted with tears coming down her face.