Ch 2: 1 Hour
Truthfully, I'm not entirely sure what happened after that last hour of panic. The school was wiped out almost immediately. Apparently, the virus doesn't take too long to kick in, or at least, that's what I've determined so far. If you're scratched, you're screwed. If you're spit on, you're screwed. If you're bit, you're screwed.
It's just all very complicated.
I was one of the last who survived. I don't know how I did it – mainly I just hopped hallways, running to wherever I didn't hear any noise. I was fortunate Easthampton had such a small, public highschool, or I don't think I could have made it out alive.
Everyone eventually deserted the building as far as I could tell. Even Perrone did, though I couldn't really blame him. If I hadn't been so petrified of what awaited me at home, I would have left as fast as I could. I'm not sure that I could bear the thought of being left alone in this world.
When I came to my senses, I began up the steps of the main stairway and listened to see if the third floor was quiet. It was – and so I quickly headed towards Ms. Guerra's room. I didn't expect her to be in there, and so when she wasn't, I didn't quite panic as I thought I might have.
However, I headed towards the windows and saw that no cars were left in the parking lot, except for a few and…
Well, I suppose that Ms. Guerra still wasaround.
My brain started to think of where she could be, though whether as a human or not, I didn't know. I didn't know a lot of things, like how to react, or what to do, or if I should attempt to go home, or what I would do if I found it empty or worse…
So, I sank into a ball against her bookcase and rocked myself back and forth, waiting for the end to take me. Maybe I would be better off that way.
I stayed like that for a long time, I think. I just rocked and rocked… letting the tears slide down my cheeks in silence as I didn't know how else to cope with this. It didn't seem real. It couldn't be real.
It just couldn't be.
