Day 2,102

We finally had a summer dry enough to show the outlines of an old Roman fort in the field behind our school. The board thought that digging it up would give enough publicity to fund the school for years to come but they never stopped to consider exactly what they'd uncover.

Initial ground scans showed that there might be a chamber or two sealed shut and possibly perfectly preserved. That was their focus when the excavations began while we all crowded at the fences and watched them ignore carved warnings and break through ancient concrete.

At first only one person went down, just to have a quick peek. One soon turned to three and ten and soon the site was all but empty. Sooner still, it went silent and when we came back after classes had ended we realised that they'd been down there for well over three hours.

It was hard to see in the summer's harsh light but all the blood pouring out of the entryway left a pretty clear message that something had been disturbed and it was not happy. Over the next few days students would go missing and blood would continue to pour up the slope and onto the ground.

In the end it was easier for them to close the whole school down and relocate us all than try to bury it again.