A second glance at the creature that was standing directly in front of me sent a spark of excitement and fear down my spine.

I realised that I was staring at god of death himself. A mere glance at the glistering knives was killing me slowly. I realised that Daniel has underrated how dangerous and deadly the Bogeyboy can be.

I realised that the Bogeyman was too dangerous and brutal for anyone to escape his attacks, hence the reason why he was able to effortlesly murder his past victims.

I realised so many things at that instant. “Maybe this is my few last minutes on earth, hence the reason for my numerous realisations.

Paul, or should I say the Bogeyboy was just gawking at me with eyes that was bulging out of excitement. “He is probably thinking of the most brutal way to kill me”, I thought to myself.

I started shivering and shaking violently like a catfish that was dropped on a hot ground immediately the scene of how the Assistant head prefect got murdered flashed through my mind. I remembered how he cut his head off without standing beside him. That made me realise that he can do the same to me and he can snap head off from that far distance.

That realization momentarily doubled my shivering and fear, but then, I remembered that I was the one that locked the toilet door and I’m standing directly in front of it.

I unlocked it as fast as I could, ran outside and I started running with all my strength. He threw a knife at me the moment I tried to unlock the door and the knife missed.

The Bogeyboy surprisingly started chasing me with the knives and claws. I thought he was going to disappear or something, but nothing like that happened. He just kept on chasing me on foot.

I started running towards the dormitory and before I could get to the dormitory, I’ll have to pass through the class the Assistant head prefect got killed.

“Do you think you can escape from me”, the Bogeyboy said again. Everything went silent immediately he said that. It seems like he disappeared.

The sound of his hard breathing and the sound of his feet momentarily died and everything became silent. The only sound I was hearing was the sound of my feet, my heart that was beating one billion times in one second and the distant cries of some student.

I kept on running until I started hearing the siren of a police car.

It seems like the authorities of the school has been informed about the death of the Assistant head prefect and they have contacted the police. A part of me was a bit happy that the police has eventually interfered and they may probably save us tonight, especially me.

I started running with all my strength towards the direction of the siren.

I decided to change my course of direction and run to the police instead of going to the dormitory. Paul might just be waiting for me there and going to the dormitory might land me in more danger.

I hadn’t taking more than seven steps when I sighted a huge man that was wearing a police uniform and he was with some students. My joy knew no bound when I saw them. My joy increased after I sighted Stalin among the students. Stalin is one of our roommates and he was Paul’s bedmate.

The police man was standing directly in front of them and it looked like he was interrogating them. They were about 5 students standing in front of him.

I doubled my pace. I wanted to tell the police man that I know the Bogeyman, or rather, the Bogeyboy.

“Heeeyyyy, I’m here”, I screamed for them to catch my attention but their attention wasn’t on me. It was on something else that was more serious.

The Bogeyboy had apparently appeared behind the policeman and he has slitted his throat. I watched as the man struggled for his life while holding his neck tightly.

The students fled in different directions immediately the policeman fell on the ground.

Stalin and one other guy run towards my direction and I changed my direction too.

“I’m going to leave this ma.d school tonight”, I declared in my mind.

I thought of climbing the face and running off that very night but I decided to go to the dormitory first and take my money that I kept under my bread. I’ll need a transport fare afterall.

Stalin and the guy decided to follow me to the dormitory too. We coincidentally had the same thing in mind.

We met different students walking towards the gate, I guess that they were either going to the teacher’s quarter or they were going home. We met few students at the dormitory and the whole place was in disarray.

“Lock the door”, Stalin screamed immediately we entered the room and the other guy that followed us locked the door.

I was still ransacking my side of the room in search of the money when I heard the same familiar voice. This time, it was coming from the side of Stalin.

“Do you really think the Bogeyman has gone”, the voice thundered again.

I turned my head to behold the most deadly creature I have ever seen in my life. His claws were very long and sharp and he wasn’t holding any weapons or knives.

The other guy that locked the door has already soaked the floor with his urine and he was crying profusely.

Then I realised that neither Paul, nor Stalin is a Bogeyman. The Bogeyman is a deadly spirit that can posses anyone. His deadly intense stare made me realise that the Bogeyman, or the Bogeyboy, or rather, the Bogeyboys, or better still, the Bogey-Spirit is out to kill us all.

CREDITS: HONEYCHILL PENS