Queens are Wild

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Mrs. Pina finds out five of her horrible students died under bizarre circumstances during detention with Mr. Ventana.

Chapter 9 (v.1) - Five Fallen Knights

Submitted: May 26, 2012

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Year: 1984
Place: Kingsbury, Nevada
Fernando Pina brought the front section of the Sunday newspaper into the bedroom and held it up for his wife to see.
“Marta, you better read this. You might’ve taught these kids,” said the short man with the kind brown eyes and neatly cropped graying mustache and beard.
Mrs. Pina rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, propped up the yellow pillow behind her small back and held out her right hand.
“Let me see,” she said, reaching for her eye glasses on the nightstand with her left hand and putting the newspaper on her blanket-covered lap.
The big bold headline said, “FIVE FALLEN KNIGHTS,” referring to Kingsbury High School’s nickname. The smaller headline below it said, “Kingsbury students found dead under mysterious circumstances, police say.”
“Dios Mio!” Mrs. Pina gasped as she saw the mug shots of the dead students -- her Spanish students, the same ones who had enjoyed tormenting her day after day in seventh period since September of 1983. Their angelic faces, suddenly silenced forever, now stared back at her -- Scott LaFrance, James Sherman, Sam Gray, Gerald DiFusco and Thomas Sorrentino. Tears flowed out of Mrs. Pina’s eyes and down her cheeks even though she had seen their demonic sides.
“I did teach them … I tried anyway … they were so horrible to me,” she said, sobbing. Fernando put a hand on his wife’s shoulder as he sat next to her in bed. He knew she had struggled with the switch from private to public school. The higher salary had come at a cost -- too much stress for his little wife of 22 years.
“They’re in a better place now … or perhaps not, based on what you’ve told me about them,” Fernando said.
Mrs. Pina certainly didn’t believe they deserved death. She shook her head, reading the story with tears in her eyes and a tissue in her hand:
Eight students -- all wearing swim caps, life vests and in possession of small cordless phones not manufactured anywhere in the world in 1984 -- were found in separate classrooms at Kingsbury High School on Saturday night. Five are dead, three survived and their Saturday detention monitor -- Louis Ventana -- is missing, police say.
Nevada State Police Lt. David Miller said a custodian discovered all eight students non-responsive in eight separate first-floor classrooms, all of which were locked.
“Five individuals were deceased, but there were no visible signs of foul play,” Miller said.
The dead, all seniors from Kingsbury, are Scott LaFrance, 17; Thomas Sorrentino, 17; James Sherman, 18; Gerald DiFusco, 17, and Sam Gray, 17. Autopsies will be scheduled this week to determine the cause of death. A memorial service for all five students will be planned in the coming days, school officials said. Grief counselors will be available at the school beginning Monday morning. Classes will be canceled until further notice, officials said.
The three surviving students, all seniors from Kingsbury, are Margeaux Quigley, 17; Daniel Capobianco, 18, and James Baker, 17. They were treated and released from Kingsbury Hospital on Saturday night and will be questioned by police after they’ve spent time recovering with their families, Miller said.
“The surviving students were just passed out and had virtually no memory of what happened to them other than they remember reporting for Saturday detention,” Miller said. “We will talk to them again as the investigation continues.”
Authorities, including the FBI, are actively looking for Louis Ventana, Miller said. Though he was identified as a gym teacher and discipline specialist by a school department source, his address and background were not made available Saturday night.
“We’d like to question Mr. Ventana,” Miller said, describing him as a 6-foot-3, 240-pound Caucasian with a muscular build and military-style haircut and clothing.
When asked if the students fell victim to some kind of cult activity, Miller said, “We’re not ruling anything out at this point. This is already the strangest case I’ve ever been involved with, and we’ve only just begun to probe it.”
Mrs. Pina sobbed and slumped over into her husband’s embrace.
“Maybe it’s all my fault. I trusted them with Lou and … and … Dios mio,” she mumbled as she wept on Fernando’s shoulders.
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Mrs. Pina and her husband attended the memorial service for her five deceased students at St. Jude Church. The individual funerals would come after that. Not only did Mrs. Pina have to endure nasty looks from parents, friends and relatives of the dead students, but she also had to sit through a sermon and five eulogies praising each student for his wonderful qualities, unselfishness, unforgettable smile, love of learning, etc.
Mrs. Pina knew the truth -- that all five were spoiled, disrespectful punks -- but she bit her tongue, frowned in silence and prayed for their wretched little souls anyway.
Outside the tall, long and narrow church, Marta and Fernando Pina practically bumped into Margeaux Quigley, her sullen mother and bored younger brother Michael.
“Sorry,” Mrs. Pina said, suddenly confronted by another withering look from a protective mother.
Margeaux, wearing a black dress and heels with her dark hair pulled back tightly into a ponytail, motioned Mrs. Pina over toward an open area to the left of the pack of mourners filtering out of the service. She wanted to nip the awkward encounter in the bud before her mother said anything. She also wanted to apologize.
“I’m the one who is sorry, Mrs. Pina,” Margeaux said with sad blue eyes. “We treated you so badly in Spanish class. I personally feel awful.
“Maybe we … they … deserved this,” Margeaux added, nodding toward the church in reference to the “Five Fallen Knights.”
“No, no, no,” Mrs. Pina told her, relieved over Margeaux’s apology and embracing her student warmly. Margeaux towered over her, especially in long black heels. “Nobody deserves to die. They were bad kids, but maybe they would’ve gotten better -- who knows? Now they won’t ever have the chance. It’s a shame and I feel just terrible.”
“Me, too,” Margeaux said with watery eyes. “I wish I could remember what happened on Saturday. It’s so frustrating not knowing -- not being able to help the police. I talked to Danny and Jimmy, and they don’t remember anything either.”
“Don’t worry Margeaux,” Mrs. Pina said, clasping her student’s right hand with both of hers. “Mr. Ventana tricked me, but they will find him and the truth will come out. It always does.”
Margeaux shook her head, looked the little Hispanic lady in her droopy brown eyes and felt sure about two things.
“No, I have a feeling Mr. Ventana is long gone and hard to find,” she said. “And I’m pretty sure there’s a part of me that’s gone, too.”
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Two days later, Mrs. Pina was rolling her shopping cart past the paper towels and toward the rack of newspapers beyond the end of an aisle at the local supermarket. A tabloid headline caught her eye.
“STUDENTS ABDUCTED BY ALIENS AT NEVADA SCHOOL,” the words screamed out to her.
Mrs. Pina left the cart on the side of the aisle and went to grab the small paper. She turned inside to the article and read it:
The five students who were found dead last Saturday at Kingsbury High School in Nevada died of electrocution from specially equipped swim caps that they wore during what was supposed to be detention, autopsy reports reveal.
Sources say the five also wore life vests with zippers that doubled as dog tags.
“There were very small engravings on each zipper that were only readable with a magnifying glass,” according to a source close to the investigation. “They each identified the victim by name and as having died bravely in the service of the United States. But the real baffling thing was it gave the date of March 15, 2036. That’s 52 years in the future.”
Equally puzzling, authorities say, is why the three surviving students have no memory of what happened during that Saturday detention session with their still at-large instructor, Louis Ventana.
But physics professor Dr. Mark Sumner of the University of Nevada-Las Vegas offered a theory.
“There’s a real chance these students were contacted by aliens or some form of higher intelligence from the future,” Sumner said, noting the bizarre, high-tech cordless phones they had in their possession. The FBI has forwarded all of the equipment to its crime lab in Virginia for testing.
“The big mystery is why those eight students -- and why five died and three lived? We’ve already got Area 51 in east Nevada. Now it looks like we better make room for Area 52 on the west side of the state.”
Mrs. Pina put the paper back on the rack, shook her head, felt dizzy, closed her eyes, opened them again after a few seconds and slowly exited the market. She abandoned her cart, half-filled with groceries, right where she left it -- in Aisle 5.


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