All Chapters of THE GOLDEN BOY’S SECRET : A Campus Horror: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

The chlorine stung my nose a familiar smell that I don’t even register anymore.The university pool was full of chaotic swimmers having their afternoon practices.Shouts echoed, rhythmic splashes of water from the swimmers diving in and friends helping each other everyone wanted to break a record.All I could do was to sir there and watch alone and listen to all the conversations from all swimmers.“Karl’s gonna crush it at regionals no doubt” Mark shouted with a lot of confidence try to deafen my ears My fingers tightened around my pants as I pretended to stretch as Karl walked past me but my eyes couldn’t help but stare at his mysterious face,he was like a god in this pool, the golden boy of Blackwood University.Each stroke was wokeover,he laughed gently with other swimmers but didn’t exchange in deep conversations with them but his charisma kept drawing them.Larl was everything I wasn’t the golden boy of the school,very confident,speaks when he needs to and popular.Life looked eas

The door shut behind Karl,leaving me standing alone in the room with myself and my thoughts ,the silence became heavier than the cold night breeze. My eyes remained on the same position he stood,every word replaying in my head,every gesture he made-but out of all the main thing that marvelled me was,was the dark symbol on his left arm.I crossed the room in three quick steps,I turned towards my desk to turn on the desk lamp before grabbing the torn notebook I kept tucked beside my bed. My hands trembled as I pulled out a pen, trying to sketch what I had just seen. It was like nothing I had ever encountered in all my history books or fantasy novels. Three spirals converged at a sharp central point, each ending in what looked like claws or thorns. Tiny runes curved around the edges, so small I’d barely noticed them in the dim hallway light. I spent weeks after weeks making research’s for ancient symbols decades ago for a creative writing project once, poring over Celtic, Norse, and

Those words from the Order of Silver Knights the words couldn't leave his head long after Karl stopped speaking.Silence became dominant in the room, none of us spoke to each other.The treehouse suddenly felt too small for both of us. The warmth from the lantern couldn't stop the fear from creeping over my skin like a cold hand. Every old map spread across the table,every newspaper hanging on the walls,every strange artifact scattered across the room seemed to be staring at me.I decided to speak."So... everything you've told me is real?"Karl adjusted his chair and folded his arms. There wasn't even the slightest hint of a smile on his face that showed doubt."I wish its not true.""You expect me to believe there's another entirely different world thats next to ours? Also your family have been guardians, protecting the realm for generations and people are hunting you because of who you are?""Liam I understand if you can't believe it,never expected you to believe though," he replied