I just wanted to say thanks for the favorites, follows, and reviews! I really appreciate it, I love you guys!^^ School is apparently keeping me busy, so I'm afraid I can only update when I have time to, feel like it, or if I finish my homework pretty quickly. Maybe even if I think of a really good idea and that motivates me to write it before I forget it. I will definitely try to do 2-3 chapters on weekends, so look forward to it! I do kind of wake up late on weekends, so I'll try my best to do 3 chapters, but each chapter gets me thinking, so they take about 2-4 hours... But enough of this, enjoy the story!

Five minutes was enough to know what time it was, but it didn't matter what time it was, we just needed to know it almost wasn't enough time. I hurried over to Scott. "Scott, give me the key."

"No!"

"Scott, you incredibly dimwitted imbecile! Give me. That key."

"Make me!" Scott almost ran off until Geoff grabbed him, "Woah, buddy. We need that key, dude." I stepped over and attempted to grab the key about five times. Geoff tried his best to hold him down, but I couldn't get the key from the guy. Pissing. Me. Off. And then I spotted Geoff's grenade. "Geoff... YOU HAVE A GRENADE?!"

"Yeah, dude, why?"

"Moron! Why else?!"

"Woah, dude, calm down." I rolled my eyes and told him to pass them over quickly. I wanted them to run as far as possible and to hide behind something, because this was going to get dangerous. I told the others behind the door to get behind tables, create a quick fort, and all I could do was hope that they would do it with enough haste. Thoughts started to form in my head; thoughts like how I got myself in this situation like an idiot, how they were going to be killed in that room and by what, how everyone was going to get out safely... How much I've changed just by entering the school... Just how much the world seemed to change when I woke up, how I thought everything felt wrong... So very wrong. As if everything... disappeared. Where were all the cars on my way to school? Empty...

I paused and hesitated, and for a second my mind would not comprehend what was going on around me. Contemplating what was in front of me, I saw nothing but black darkness. I felt like my blood coagulated inside me and I was actually afraid, feeling as if the world isolated me from everyone and everything. I jumped when Cody touched my arm.

"Is... Something wrong...? Throw the grenade, Noah. Time isn't waiting, and it never will." Hearing this, I remembered where I was, so I backed away from the door as far as I could and threw the grenade. A big explosion heard in the distance and an announcement came on,

"Congratulations, you've freed them. The ones in the room, that is. However, now that you have the key to the exit, you will now have to fight to get out. This is Heads Up, Seven Up. Only seven can make it out." He laughed like a maniac.

Oh, so it was definitely one of those creeps. Heather and Scott ran with the case that had the key and the key that opened the case. As if they'd let us have that key, those stubborn- No, I'll refrain from profanity. Still, who was the one who freed her- Ugh. Everyone chased her, a rather primitive human response, yet I was a still tree, feeling absolutely blank, and I could not move. Cody touched me again, panicking.

"N-Noah... You look so blank... Are you okay?" I gave an absent blink, "I'm fine, Cody. We should go, huh?" My body felt like it was coming together again, though I still felt lightheaded, but I could at least pay attention. It was a battle to get to the last seven, now. Our work was almost for nothing, I realized. I wanted to either escape with Cody, or die trying with him. I grabbed the knife and Cody held his gun.