Ash sat back in his chair and waited for the announcements when he heard the pops. The pops made by guns…by a lot of guns. But he wasn’t worried, because it couldn’t be guns. They had officers all over the school to help neutralize these situations.

In fact, it was only after the attackers reached the fourth floor when Ash really started to worry. He heard screams, a lot of them. But the scariest one was a scream being cried out to someone named Anthony, only to be cut off sharply…