A Terror Tale

The Cursed Mask The Claremont High School was having its annual field trip and this year they were headed for the Museum of History. No one ever really enjoyed going to the boring Museum of History, except the science geeks (A/N no offense to anyone!!) and the teachers, although some did fall asleep on their feet. The Museum had gotten a new exhibition on Central American and African masks, and the students were scheduled …

…morning, the janitor and caretaker came by to sweep, and saw the gruesome sight. The dead man, without eyeballs and his heart next to him, the girl thrown on the floor a couple of feet away from him, blood streaming still from her broken neck. Her nerves and veins had been torn apart, and the mask, translucent and shiny, on its place on the wall, had a thread of blood dripping down to the floor.