The Printer and the Printed

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"Khyle, are you okay? Daw wala ka imo tulog, eyebags mo dalom-dalom dun" Keshel laughed.

Keshel was the same year as Khyle, and were mostly seen together because of the same activities they partake in

"Tanginamo! I can't move on from the other day. It was creepy you know! Ikaw ipa libot ko tas makakita student nga amo toh!" Sarcastically he said. Khyle hugged himself dramatically, slapping Keshel's arm for laughing

"Ouch, why am I to blame? Stop making things up Khyle, kulang lang na sa kape" Keshel pulls out his water bottle that contained the Coffee

"Love you so much Keshie!" Khyle automatically accepts, clinging on to his bestfriend

"Walang mainit na kape sa yakap mo, Khyle ko" Keshel's thoughts

As the both enter the SBM Room to attend a Journalism meeting

The SBM Room is located in the Administration Office of the school, those who are permitted are the ones to only enter

As they go inside the room Ma'am Betamor, the adviser of the Journalism members (Achievers) on the english department, was shocked and concerned holding her phone, almost squeezing it

"Hi Ma'am~" Khyle placed his chin on the teacher's shoulder, as she flinched

"Jusko Khyle!" She hit him on the head on accident "What are you doing! Mag ka heart-attack nalang gid ko saimo ba."

Khyle holding his head dramatically, looking at the shocked adviser offended

"Ma'am, mawalaan ko braincells! Why are you even so shaked up?" Khyle sits down

"Haven't you heard? May natabo daw dira sa admin office, where the printer printed on its own. It was caught by the CCTV" Ma'am Betamor scrolled on her phone looking for the video

All achievers gathered. As she said, the video contained solid proof that the printer was turned on and printed, on its own

Suddenly, the room was quiet. Goosebumps everywhere

The surveillance footage was blurry, but clear enough to portray what it printed

"Aurora, Aurora, Aurora" printed in red, red that seemed like blood

"What.. the fuck."

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