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Chapter 4 by NPC041188 NPC041188

Where to hide?

School Basement!

Ducking down several corridors, running as hard as you could you fled to the one place you could think of, a place students weren't normally allowed so it must've been safe, at least from them.

Skidding to a halt outside of the door, as you twisted the doorhandle you rammed your shoulder into it, to your surprise the door easily opened. Normally it was locked but the locks themselves were old so even someone like you should've been able to **** it open after a couple of shoulder checks.

Slamming the door closed and locking it from the inside, you leant against it as you caught your breath, giving yourself a moment before slowly walknig down the stairs.

You'd never been in the basement before, but you knew it was used to store some old things that weren't used any more or were simply pulled out once or twice a year.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs you walk through the shelves full of disty crap and boxes of decorations, just trying to put more distance between you and the door.

You stopped in your tracks as you saw a small set up you weren't expecting. A large wooden box flipped upside down to act as a coffee table with a ton of ducktape on it, empty beer cans and food containers on it, a small old TV sitting on an old school chair facing an old and dirty sofa, the cushions lost all of their oomph and needing replacing, and a clean.

You gulped silently as you prayed you hadn't just stumbled upon some students secret hangout and quickly looked aorund for a place to hide or escape. In the back you saw some stairs leading to some metal doors that would lead outside, obviously they were used to bring things up and down out of the basementm but as you ran over to them you could see a heavy chain and padlock on the two handles. Fruitlessly you gave the chain and lock a tug, then tried to push the doors open only to be stopped by the chain and lock.

As you let the doors slam shut with a metallic ring you sighed, but then froze you as you heard the distinct sound of a can of a carbinated drink being opened behind you

"Well wel well, look what we got here" a voice said before taking a loud slurp of the drink.

who is it?

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