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- "Run!"
Collin screamed.
- He held
Morgan's hand tightly,
Morgan grabbed Courtney's wrist, and the three charged down
the hallway toward the bright light beaming through the windows
of the double doors at the far end of the school.
- Collin
heard screaming behind him. He wanted to look back to see if
his other friends had gotten out of the classroom safely, but
he couldn't worry about them now. He had to worry about Courtney
and Morgan -- and himself.
- The exit
loomed up ahead, but behind him he heard a thundering noise
like stampeding horses. He twisted around quickly to look over
his shoulder before elbowing through the door -- and he didn't
like what he saw.
- A dense
black cloud rolled down the hallway, inching closer -- closer.
The walls were disappearing. The ceilings. The light fixtures.
Almost the only thing remaining was the door in front of him
-- and the light on the other side.
- He slammed
a shoulder into one of the doors, holding it open for Courtney
and Morgan to run through. When they were safe outside, he shut
it quickly. He wanted to catch his breath. He wanted to quit
running. But he was scared, really scared, and this wasn't the
time to whimp out. He had to protect Morgan and Courtney.
- He spun
around, ready to run again.
- He saw
Courtney.
- He saw
Morgan.
- He saw
blinding white light surrounding them.
- And nothing
else.
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