Chapter 3
Escape
Thankfully, we managed to get all of the operatives into the building without too much trouble. It was a miracle. Of course we did run into one problem, which was that one of the four lines to the ground broke. Once again we were lucky that the man was almost on the ground, so there were no injuries.
The men, once inside, hid behind the bleachers to await orders. The ropes were quickly pulled up and out of sight by men on the roof.
The orders came quickly.
"Panda, we will surround the building, on the next transmission launch phase two of the plan." We had just barely made out the words with all the fuzz.
The men cheeked their guns, made sure everyone was clear that as soon as the signal was given they would run behind the bleachers to safety, and then the men stood in position and out of sight. In the mean time we were to act normal.
After a couple of minutes the signal was given and we all ran to safety. A series of gunshots were heard, followed by some screams and the sound of breaking glass. For several minutes gunshots could be heard echoing down the halls and into the gymnasium. The noise stopped and silence quickly engulfed the vicinity. I wanted to go see what had happened but I knew that I had to act as normal as possible and pretend to be scared out of my wits. At the same time though, I was supposed to be watching everyone.
The doors opened and nobody moved. Two men in suits said it was safe to leave but we would be escorted out for safety. The halls quickly filled with students and the sound of hundreds of tired feet. I could tell many were glad the ordeal was over, but a new ordeal had just begun. Many would face the aftershock and fear, they might be afraid to leave home; some might even go the brink of insanity or suicide. I knew MI6 and the government would send them all to therapists, keep an eye on them and make sure their parents were aware of what had happened. I also knew that everyone would make it through because they were all strong. Most of them would probably go home and climb into bed and/or their parents arms and cry themselves to sleep. I felt sorry for them because they had to go thorough this. We soon broke into sunlight. The day seemed to cheerful for what had just happened. Everyone was cheeked for injuries. I was happy that all the plans went well without any major flaws. I then noticed a student approached me.
"Hi, I am glad you are okay." I said hoping to make him feel better.
"I was wondering how did you put the plan together and know who to call?"
At that question it seemed like everybody heard and they all turned towards me expectantly.
"My father and uncle worked in the army for a couple years. After my dad died, one particular sergeant helped my uncle out and they soon became close friends. Then when my uncle died, he told me that if I needed anything to call. When I called he helped me figure out a plan and he talked to his superiors and that was that."
Everyone believed it and went back to whatever they were doing. Soon after all of protocol was followed many went home. Soon I as the only one left.
"Why isn't Jack here?" I asked Mrs. Jones who was talking to Mr. Blunt.
"Oh, Alex I see you the only one left. Well then I guess that means you can come with us."