The Hats in Mysteries.

“Wha… what are you DOING?!” “why are you doing this?!” shouted young boy standing at the end of the room right behind him was the exit door. Four young boys, along with the one who was questioned were frozen near the door staring at the other side of the room towards a man who was smirking at them like a wild beast prepare to lock on his prey any time. In a wide class room of 12 meters long and 16 meters width with two large window with the right side of the room shut tight, on the left side were some poster of newspaper and magazines, posted as a wall magazines, the whole classroom was dark except for the blue moon light of the full moon that brightened the room like a flash tube light due to it everything was visible. All the desk were empty stand in silent as they waited for the next daylight break with the new students soon catching up with the seats. However, what the fact was inside this silent room a dark aura was rising from one side, covering up the entire surrounding within it that was releasing from the leaning adult. The four youngsters were mixed up in anxious, fear and puzzlement to see this well-known man of their life was now turning something dark on them. Among the four young boys the center lad, who cried out the questions spoke up, “Mister Sevin…  what’s wrong with you?!. You were our class room teacher who grew us up with your motivating characteristics but, then why are you standing as an evil lord on us?!” he didn’t wanted to believe what he was viewing. He tight his fist, stamp front shouting “Tell us this is a lie?!” The man at the other end of the class room, who was still leering replied,   “It’s not, my students. It’s real. I have made my mind and want all of you to be in the same way” he dived his hands into his inner pocket, as he continued speaking; he pulled out his object “It’s just between us; you four and me. On top of it…” his arm stretched forth, straight at the boys which shocked them all out of their skin.   This man whom they once called him a class room sir, was now pointing gun at them his index placed firm on the trigger, all well targeted he smiled saying, “this ends everything between us from the past. A new page will soon be written for us all. To create the book for our new pages of life just do me a favor… join the WIC or die right now…”