Basically, SoloNite is an event where we participants have to pit ourselves into a test of ultimate courage and guts. Do we have the courage to explore the deep depths of our school (well not really)? Do we have the guts to walk into the silent corners of doom? Do we have the determination to press on to the end?
Ghost stories. That is how the event was kicked off with. Rather standard, but a good way nonetheless. I would tell the stories, I really would, but I forgot... I was not really concentrating on the stories... One at a time, groups of two left the lecture theatre. One at a time, the queue shortened. One at a time, the seconds ticked away as both me and my partner's dooms were about to be sealed...
Our first destination: The hall. Our task: to walk backstage and back. Actually, it is rather hard for me to make this sound scary because of the simple fact that this is not scary at all. So I shall continue to try and make this as scary as possible... As we entered the hall, darkness enveloped us. The surrounding darkness wrapped us in its deathly arms, blinding us, trapping us, forcing us to see nothing save its dark black shadows. Every step we took echoed for for eternity, and time seemed nonexistent in the pitch dark hall. Light did not exist, and we felt around in the dark, blind and lost. As we kept on walking ahead of us, after what seemed to be like eternity, my foot hit the step to the stairs that led backstage. Making our way up the steps, we saw naught but lights that lit up two flights of stairs. The stairs were locked, yet the lights were the only ones in the hall. It was eerie. Pure black terror. We dashed out of the stage and headed for the entrance, with a million hurried footsteps crashing in our wake. As we breathed the cool air outside the hall, it was relief I felt. One down, more to go.
Our second destination: The Tan Kah Kee statue. This is............ not scary at all. All we had to do was to go 4 rounds around the statue and... that's it. Not much to talk about here so we will move on.
Our third destination: The library. This would have been a terrifying destination, that is, if the station master had done a better job. When we arrived, the library, like the hall, was pitch black, door slightly ajar, the place dead silent. When we entered, the darkness seemed to close in. Every corner we passed seemed to have a shadow lurking. Terror, pure terror. We turned. We saw. A window, a round window at the top of the library, with dim yellow light spilling out of it. The moon. That was what it symbolised. A shadow at the stairs caught my eye... It turned... slowly... looked at us... then I realised that it was just my dear councilor. It would have been creepy if he could get serious once we arrived but sigh... Still lots more to the night, but I think I have enough for day 1...