--- Chapter Twelve ---
"Wheee, oooh, wheee, oooh…"
Miss Molson glanced around from where she sat behind her steering wheel. Instinctively, she pulled over to make room for the approaching ambulance.
"Wheee, oooh, wheeEE, OOOH…"
As the large white vehicle passed by, a feeling of dread clutched Molson's heart…
"WHEEE, OOOH, WHEEee, oooh…"
Meanwhile…
"Wheee, oooh, wheee, oooh…"
As he walked out of the high school doors, Neller glanced up. He had let Donson go home early, as the stress of the code seemed to be getting to the poor English teacher. That, and he had eaten all the Peeps…
"Wheee, oooh, wheeEE, OOOH…"
Neller waited calmly as the ambulance passed by before he crossed the street. 'Poor soul,' he thought vaguely as he watched the vehicle speed off into the distance.
"WHEEE, OOOH, WHEEee, oooh…"
Meanwhile…
"Wheee, oooh, wheee, oooh…"
Veterson blinked sleepily as he lay in the hospital bed. "What on earth…?" he muttered as he pulled the pillow over his head. "How's a guy supposed to get some sleep around here?"
Just then, he heard the sound of footsteps, plenty of them, dashing down the hall outside as the sound of the siren got louder and louder. "Wheee, oooh, wheeEE, OOOH…"
"What is that?" Veterson wondered out loud. It sounded almost like the 'chaos' section from last year's marching show, the way the feet were thudding on the floor like hail on tubas. Oh, wait, there went another one of his bad analogies. Veterson shook his head. As long as he was lying here, he might as well figure out some better ones…
"WHEEE, OOOH, WHEEE, OOOH!"
At that moment, Veterson glanced through the door just in time to see a crowd of hospital staff pushing a rolling stretcher down the hallway, upon which was laid MRS. DONSON.
"OMIGOSH!" shrieked Veterson as he jumped upright, knocking over the IV, his side table, and dinner plates. Unfortunately, he was unable to gain his balance quickly enough and accidentally fell off the side of the bed.
"WHEEE, OOOH, WHEEee, oooh…" one of the staff yelled as they dashed down the hall.
Veterson gaped from where he lay on the floor. As the sound faded into the distance, he could vaguely hear the next room over, where they were watching "Star Wars"… Darth Vader's theme.
The saga had already begun.