Gunshots erupted in the hallways during the transition from 1st to 2nd period. Just as the first few shots echoed, the principal's shaky voice declared lockdown over the intercom. This was not a drill. Students dropped their backpacks and sprinted for their lives, diving into classrooms, whilst all teachers locked their doors and turned off the lights, ushering students under the desks. Being teenagers, the students had naturally believed themselves to be immortal; now they all held back tears. This was the first time they've ever truly feared for their lives.
Two panicked students barreled around a corner, then slid to a stop, a teacher's urgent whisper grabbing their attention.
“Annie! Melissa! Get in here!” Mr. Anderson called to them.
The students rushed into the room with Mr. Anderson, the drama teacher, crying and trembling with fear. "It's gonna be okay, don't worry." Mr. Anderson said. It appeared he'd been shot, for he was clutching his leg as it bled. He let go of his leg to hold Annie tightly, trying console her. Melissa joined the hug, clinging to him tightly.
"Everything's gonna be okay." Mr. Anderson repeated to them. "You'll be fine." The girls almost believed him, until he let go of them and took some steps back. They looked at him, confused; but then, Melissa's jaw slowly dropped, unable to scream. Annie's eyes widened, tears slowly escaping her eyes and moving down her face. Mr. Anderson smiled at the girls as he pulled a pistol from his pocket.
His leg was fine; it was covered in fake blood.
His smile never left his face as he racked the slide back.
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Credits
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