- KATE -
I am laying on my bed in my dorm. It wasn’t until I heard a loud explosion that my senses beca alert.
My heart begins to pump violently in my chest at the noise. It is just morning. I check the date on my phone. My eyes widens with realisation.
Not just any morning, it’s a Wednesday morning, the sa day that mystery lady inford not to be at school. And not to let Hazel know too.
I swallow, coming down my bed as I try to sneak a peak of the outside environnt from my room windows. It’s useless. I can’t see a thing past the yard talk less of finding what the source of that noise was. I’m the only one in my room too.
I quickly put on my night ti slippers, grab my phone and open the door. Everything in my dorm seed to be going on smoothly as usual. Everyone is doing the usual thing that goes on during this exam period daily, just carrying on with their business. Maybe I’m just letting what I heard on Monday get to way more than it should. Maybe the explosion was all in my head. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
I should not believe anything random people just tell or I’d go ntal. I shrug, stepping back inside. I’m about to close my door when I notice multiple black vans pull up in front of our dorm. My room is not too far from the open entrance so it gives a decent view of the happenings outside to a certain degree. Ard n with glass, see-through shields barge out of the vans and make their way inside my dorm.
Each of them bang on the doors of each room, screaming the sa words loudly. “EVERYONE OUT, OUT, OUT!!”
“OPEN UP!!”
“OUT AND INTO THE VAN, NOW!!”
My heart skips a beat at the scene. These n seem worried. But of what? What could possibly be the cause of this? I scan the protective gear each of them have on. From their badges, I can tell they are working for the school.
The sound of sothing weighty collapsing on the ground bursts into my ears, making shiver with fright. What was that?! It sounded so near and horrific.
My ears suddenly beco keen to the noises around . It’s distant, but nothing in the world would make mistake those clangour for anything else. I hear the sounds of guns being fired, multiple guns from how consistent the clatter is and it doesn’t seem to be coming to an end soon.
“LEAVE EVERYTHING YOU OWN AND GO OUTSIDE, INTO THE VANS, NOW!!” The n begin the scream louder, going from the end of the dorm to the start, covering every single door.
I run to et one of the n there. “Excuse sir, but what’s happening?” I ask.
He looks at . Despite the worry that oozes out of him, his facial expression changed. A smile ford on his face. “There has been a raid. The school has authorised us to get every student who aren’t at the scene to safety before this escalates.”
I try to think but I can’t. A raid? And today of all days? This doesn’t seem like a coincidence.
“Now get in the van. You’re safer there.”
I don’t need to be told twice.
“Where’s this riot going on?” I ask, trying to maintain my composure.
“In the school premises. In one of the faculties. Look, kid, I’d really love to chat, but that’s not important, in the van, now!” His tone is serious. This sounds really dire.
I make my way forward, running, while trying to dial Hazel’s number. She’s not picking up. My heart skips. Where is she?
I’m outside. Now that I am here, I can hear the raid louder even more. I swallow, seating by the window in the van, not the best place to be but it’ll give insight on the happenings in the environnt. Worry plagues my mind as I keep keep ringing her line only to get the sa electronic ssage over and over.
My feet are tapping the ground of the van impatiently and my hands clench around my phone, squeezing tightly while between my thighs which traps them there.
For the love of God, I hope she’s not where I think she is.
The van is getting filled up with students. Chaos is breaking out within the dorm and everyone is running out, filling the buses and vans. The mont each bus or van gets full, so of these n make their way in, shutting the doors while driving. I don’t think any of these are enough to take every student in. But I do hope more are coming.
I let out an exhale, shaking in my seat while trying to convince myself that everything will be okay. I drop my phone on my thighs, raising my hands to my face and puffing air into them. I feel uneasy. It’s hard not to in this case. My eyes dart to my phone again. I try my luck again.
Irritation and anger bubble within at the automatic send the voicemail. Co on Hazel, where are you? And I hope you’re safe or getting to safety like I am.
Please, be safe. Please. I can’t afford to lose you. . . .
My eyes begin to water as I recall that interaction with that lady. If what she said ended up being true, then I consider myself a fool for not taking it as such. I should’ve spoken to Hazel about it. I should’ve told her not to be at the school premises today too.
I let out a sigh, agitated in my seat. Let just hope that she’s in her apartnt and not where I think she is. It would be easier to think that way. I look out the window.
A shroud feeling runs down my spine. I’ve never been this terrified in my life.
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