Danger Ahead
Xander looked around in confusion. How had his night gotten so screwed up? Dead guys, joyriding and hot Slayers? It made no sense. He wasn't the crazy, do something on a whim type. Not this kind of crazy, anyway.
Still, as he crept through the dark hallways of Sunnydale High, he couldn't help but feel something ominous brewing. Part of it felt like it was coming directly from the school but that was ridiculous. Or was it? They were on the Hellmouth. Still, another part knew it was something smaller, contained to this night, this place. Danger ahead.