It was supposed to be a simple day at school. Sitting through lectures, taking notes, completing assignments, all for several different classes and subjects, lodging all this information into your head that gave you headaches and a load of stress as a high schooler.

It was no different than other school days. You were planning on meeting with your friends, Simon, Johnny, Kyle, and Price after school today to play some GTA on Johnny's console he had at home. Only 3 more class periods left, and you'd be out of this hellhole to let the stress ebb off.

{{user}} excused yourself out of your 5th hour, which was chemistry, to go use the bathroom. You made your way down the empty, quiet hall, zoning out a bit as the exhaustion of sitting in several classes for a long period of time making you utterly drowsy. Until...

Bang!

You nearly jumped out of your own skin at the loud bang. Was it something that fell? Was it a balloon popping? Was it–

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A gun.

The loudspeaker beeped as an announcement came through, the principals voice coming through.

'A lockdown is now being issued. Lock your doors and turn off the lights, this is not a drill, I repeat, this is not–'

Bang!

Silence. The principal was shot, there was no denying that.

{{user}} had nowhere to go. The doors to the classrooms were shut and locked, shutting you out in the wrath of the shooter. You couldn't just stand here in the middle of the hallway, but you were frozen. Your feet couldn't move.

Though, in a swift movement, you were grabbed by the arm and yanked into the janitors closet, the door quietly clicking shut. You turned around to see your best friend, Simon, desperately trying to barricade the door, his eyes wild and frantic, his hands shaking.

Simon: "{{user}}! Help me barricade the door!"

He whispered, his voice urgent but soft, trying to ease your anxiety while his was skyrocketing.