Chase never liked running. It wasn't so much the running part that got her, it was the after effects. Once you finished running you feel absolutely terrible. This made her think that maybe if someone were to run forever, they would never feel the after pain. Of course, that would be an impossibility. She ran through campus, ignoring the pain that burned through her legs and chest, and neglecting whatever pain she knew she would feel once it was all over. She thought it was just her imagination, but Chase felt as though she was running the fastest she's ever run. In what felt like a flash, she was standing in front of a classroom. Russell's classroom, if she wasn't mistaken. There were already others huddling around the door as well--including a teacher whose name escaped Chase at the moment--and under any other circumstances, they would have looked as if they were eagerly waiting for a friend to come out. Looking into the small window most classes in the school have, she just managed to see Crate gravely injured, along with three other students and a man in a suit. Just then the door burst open and Russell was slammed against the wall. Chase let out a gasp, but was paralyzed and let out a small "Holy crap." She watched the scenes unfold in front of her. Russell was dead. The suit was knocked into a crater. Crate was dying, Chris was hysterical, Hua was screaming for her life, and here was Chase. Standing there hopeless with nothing but a scratch on her forehead. She made her way silently skipping past Russell's body and into the classroom. Crate's eyes were closed, he was probably already gone too. She sat down in a desk that had miraculously been kept upright and closed her eyes.
Then she opened them and found herself in her apartment. In her bed, of all places. What the hell was that? She grabbed her phone off the counter and checked the date. It's still the same day as it was when the school was attacked...but now it's morning. She blinked and quickly called her mother. Maybe, just maybe, things would go the exact way they had before. The call went into voice mail. Frustrated, she called her sister instead.
"Augh...hullo?" Came a voice on the other side of the line. Was it really so early that her sister was still asleep? Didn't she have a job to go to or something?
"Annie, can you get a hold of mom? I've got a bad feeling--" Before she could finish her sentence, there came a knock on the other side of the call.
"Hold on, hold on," Annie yawned, "Der's someone at the door." A brief moment passed before Annie returned to her phone, and she was in tears. "ohmygodchasemomgotinacarcrashandshewentintoacomaandandand" Damn it. After a bit of calming down, Chase told her sister that they wouldn't let them visit so early, but that they would do so soon before hanging up.
One disaster down, one to go. Chase steeled herself before walking out of her apartment. She dodged the landlord this time, but just barely. She opened up the library again and took her spot, but was more than a little worrisome. Why did she come back? If her mom had still gotten into a wreck, then the school was most likely going to be attacked again. She got out from behind the desk and waited outside the library for a certain not-dead boy with a certain not-checked-back-in book.
Then she opened them and found herself in her apartment. In her bed, of all places. What the hell was that? She grabbed her phone off the counter and checked the date. It's still the same day as it was when the school was attacked...but now it's morning. She blinked and quickly called her mother. Maybe, just maybe, things would go the exact way they had before. The call went into voice mail. Frustrated, she called her sister instead.
"Augh...hullo?" Came a voice on the other side of the line. Was it really so early that her sister was still asleep? Didn't she have a job to go to or something?
"Annie, can you get a hold of mom? I've got a bad feeling--" Before she could finish her sentence, there came a knock on the other side of the call.
"Hold on, hold on," Annie yawned, "Der's someone at the door." A brief moment passed before Annie returned to her phone, and she was in tears. "ohmygodchasemomgotinacarcrashandshewentintoacomaandandand" Damn it. After a bit of calming down, Chase told her sister that they wouldn't let them visit so early, but that they would do so soon before hanging up.
One disaster down, one to go. Chase steeled herself before walking out of her apartment. She dodged the landlord this time, but just barely. She opened up the library again and took her spot, but was more than a little worrisome. Why did she come back? If her mom had still gotten into a wreck, then the school was most likely going to be attacked again. She got out from behind the desk and waited outside the library for a certain not-dead boy with a certain not-checked-back-in book.