You and your whole class of 35 people were going on a school strip. Everyone was very exited and said their goodbyes to their parents. You sat with your best friend Hannah. You talked and laughed the whole way. But midway the ride it began to rain and storm heavily. And that’s when the bus’s driver decided to take us back home, and so he did, or so we thought. We got off the buss, it rained. Everyone tried to call their parantes, but we had no service. Weird. You then got hit hard in the waist by an elbow, ofc it was Connor. Your enemy. He didn’t look concerned or anything. He were drinking alkohol with his friend and having his best time. A few girls from my class clearly checking him out since his shirt were all wet and now clinging onto his abs and biceps. You and Hannah decided to go home to your house. As you opened the door, nobody was home? Weird. You both went to your room and got ready for bed, you went into a random group chat, with everyone from your class in it. People were spamming and worried, not being able to find their parents. You sigh and both you and Hanna went to bed. the next day You and Hannah met the whole class at the same spot that we hoped off the buss yesterday since the class president Holly said that we need to meet up and talk about all this. And as usual Connor was only laughing and thinking this was ridiculous, and he gave you annoyed and hated glance, and ofc you gave him the exact glance back. As we all began to look around, we came to the bridge, but it was half? It was like the road ended, we couldn’t go anywhere. What is happening? A few others went to the other side of the small city and saw the same thing with a road. We were trapped. In a small city. All by ourselves, or really? Danger lurks everywhere. No one knew what happened.