People shouted as it happened. Apparently he was attacked-that's what I could gather, I wasn't looking anyway.
I left my food there, I didn't have the time to clean it up when something like that was happening in front of me.
So I ran away. As fast as I could.
Why was I even running? A guy like me would die anyway.
Some people ran with me. We ran up the main stairs to get to our classrooms, but someone closed the gate on us.
"Someone open this damn gate!" I kicked the gate, trying to force it open, but no luck. I ran back and checked the cafeteria. People running, blood.
"T-the backstairs!" I ran as fast as I could. The people who got blocked off followed me.
We ran like hell and we hid.
Anywhere. Just as long as we wouldn't get found.
Maybe then, I realized...
We were never, ever going to be safe again.
I hid in the bathroom. Someone else also came in there. He was in the other stall.
"Damn it!" He said. "I should've grabbed him! I shouldn't have left him!" I heard him bang his head against the door. He groaned. I even heard him slap himself, and then he collapsed.
"..." Then he was silent.
"Are you done whining?" I broke the ice. A part of me wondered why I said it; it seems I just hated the silence. "W-who's there!?"
"Does it matter?" I remarked.
I heard him stand up on his feet.
"W-what do you think that was...? Back there at the cafeteria?" He asked.
"...it reminded me of a... zombie," I said.
I wasn't even sure what that was. I don't know what I saw.
"Who was that, anyway?" I asked him.
"I think it was the guard. Maybe he got beat up?"
"No way. If it were, he'd go to the clinic, not the cafeteria."
There was a loud booming sound right after I said that.
"S-shit! What was that!?" He was surprised.
I opened the door slowly and walked out.
"Shhhhh..." I told him to quiet down. I looked around and I ran to the window. There was a building on fire, and there was so much smoke, but it was so far away.
"Seems like an explosion. It caused a fire over there." I shouted to him in the stall.
He came out and walked over to me. "H-huh..." Then, I recognized him. He was the Student Council Representative for our grade. "Hey... Aren't you Nico Cruz?" I asked. "Y-yeah... What's your name?" He asked me.
"It's Lucio Reyes. Nice to meet you."
It was silent after that.