A boy and I were downstairs at the school working on a project. There was a concert going on upstairs. Music seeped faintly through the floorboards. Upstairs was full of life but downstairs was quiet and lonely with just the two of us. The boy called me over and sent me to copy a couple papers. "As you wish kind sir." I winked at him and his sweet laughter filled the room. Maybe louder than ones laugh should be, but I didnt mind. It made me shiver with happiness and laugh myself. I snatched the papers and walked out of the room trying not to blush.
A strange smell drafted in the air.The hallway seemed to be longer than usual. The dark made it an optical illusion and made me nervous. Somewhere gas was leaking. I stopped walking when I heard a crack. I looked up, but before I could move, the entire ceiling fell. The light bulbs turned red and hung on their cords. The devils eyes swung back and forth. I tried to scream for the boys help, but the air turned thick and it made it hard to breathe. I started to army crawl in the red hallway underneath all the debris. Smoke started to fill my lungs. I looked behind me to see a trail of fire spilling towards me, getting closer by the second. I lost all ability to move and my body grew unconscious.
I felt my body sway slightly as he struggled to carry the both of us up the stairs. His strong arms wrapped around me. Both of us gasped for even one precious breath of clean air.
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