Mason wasn't the type to break the rules.
It wasn't like he was a troublemaker for the most part… he was just curious.
Earlier that day, in history class, the teacher told the story about the school's founder, and parts of the basement have been sealed off since the 80s.
"Some things are meant to be forgotten." The teacher said.
To Mason, that sounded like an invitation to investigate. That afternoon, he found an unlocked classroom door to the restricted area of the old school.
The room was quite broken down, dusty, and reeked— possibly had mold, who knew?
Going through the room, he finds an uncleaned cart, dusts it off, and looks through it.
Finding different papers, they all seem to be archives. Old school records, old newspapers, names that he doesn't recognize…
Flipping through more papers, some have redacted sections.
A sudden noise— BANG— startling him, he jerks up quickly.
Shuffling all the papers into his bag, he quickly moves the boxes to the original spot.
Hurrying out of the room, he takes a left, away from the room, and closes to the exit door.
"HEY!"
Stopping in his tracks, he realizes he's caught. Turning around, the Janitor is staring at him.
"Boy, why are you here? Not only that, but you snapped the frickin locks to this place! That cost money," getting closer. The older man grabs him on his shoulder.
"Are you listening boy?" Seeing that he's not talking, the janitor grabs him and walks him back out of the abandoned school section.
Going to the principal's office, he sits there and waits… the janitor has been left.
After a while, the principal doesn't show up.
He sits there waiting… and waiting… waiting… getting up, he opens the door out of the office.
The hallways are dark…
It wasn't this way— how long has he been waiting here…
Has the school shut down for the day? If so, he needs to go to his dorm.