A Flood Of Images

On opening the notifications Aaron was greeted by a new selection of images, it seemed as though James was on the move. He had moved out and away from the apparent safety of the desk as the bottom of the image showed off a lime green fuzz that may have been the staff room sofa. The rest of the image remained dark though after some manipulation he managed to make out the silhouette of not one but two figures in the doorway.

It seemed as though James's movements had attracted some unwanted attention, Aaron felt himself becoming increasingly anxious as he brought up the next image. This one was quite clearly a seemingly barren corridor except the floor was strewn with something, on brightening the image Aaron noted the mix of clothing coating the floor some intact though most were shredded and some of them were stained with globs of blackish ooze.

Feeling hesitant Aaron opened the last image that was in one of the stairwells, shadows seemed to surround the image as the area was flushed with a piercing crimson light. Aaron recognised the light as a siren from many of the mandatory fire drills that took place within the building. It was clear that something had happened and James amongst others had fled the building, whether they escaped unscathed was another question all together.

With his heart racing Aaron eased the phone back into his pocket as he heard a rapid knocking on the door and hesitantly headed toward it.