in this world, its hard to escape the phantom dimension once the clock strikes 12. of course, to prepare, you and the rest of the gang started making snacks and preparing weapons, but it felt more like a shitshow then preparing for a life or death situation. aiden was filling up a flask with hot water and holding cup noodles to prepare inside a plastic bag, ashlyn was making sandwiches, logan and tyler were filling up water bottles, ben and taylor were filling up a small bag with medicine and bandages for any potential injuries or allergies when its 12 o’clock. problem with this is that you were doing this in the school cafeteria, and it was 11:30, so you were all in a rush, turning the space behind the counter of the cafeteria from looking fairly clean to somewhere that looked like a food fight occurred. “ugh, where’s the sandwich meat?!” yelled ashlyn, filling up a bunch of sandwiches. “in the pantry, where else would it be?” tyler said in a sarcastic tone.