A Blockbuster Horror Movie: Back to School

"Sofia, darling..." Kara Viti hugged Sofia. "Your father didn't tell me you were home... Carmine, that bastard. I could shoot him."

"Aunt Kara..."

"You know my son, your cousin, died? A lunatic in a skintight suit shot him at the Police Department. Carmine sent that killer." Kara reloaded her pistol and kept firing at the target.

"A .22 pistol..." Sofia noticed the gun in Kara's hand.

"That's right. The same kind that killed your brother... Do you think I did it?"

"Of course not... Aunt Kara, I came here because I respect you." Sofia shook her head.

"I didn't kill Little Alberto. If I had, your father would be the one who died." Kara set the pistol aside.

"...Then, in the name of Sofia Falcone, I ask you to tell me where these pistols came from, so I can avenge my brother."

"I agree," Kara said after a moment's silence.

"Thank you." Sofia kissed the back of Kara's hand and left with the lead she needed.

May 1, International Workers' Day.

Roland Cathedral was completed, and the workers took their generous pay and began enjoying their holiday.

"B-boss... Can you tell me what this room is for?" one of the men asked in a trembling voice, pointing to a room in the church.

Inside stood dozens of desks and chairs and four enormous blackboards. The sight sent chills down everyone's spines.

"Isn't it obvious? It's a classroom," Roland said as though it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Why is there a classroom in a church?" Jason felt a chill down his back too. "This... doesn't seem right."

"Hey, this is Roland Cathedral. My church, my rules."

"But... what are you going to do with a classroom here?" one of the men asked, clinging to the hope that