Chapter 3: Target Acquired

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-Gabriel-

I expected to find her, and I did but what I didn't expect, was for her to find me. I had to sneak into the building at the sound of school bell to avoid detection. Once inside, I followed Crane's map to find Crane another test subject. It wasn't too hard to find the younger children, due to the sound difference in the kids it was easy to find the younger ones. I quickly found out through the map that the higher grade level children were on the second floor, while the younger graded children were on the first floor. I remember Crane asking for a child that was younger than usual, so that meant for me to stick to the first floor. I followed the map until it lead me to the first kindergarten classroom. I pull out my gun and go to knock on the door, but am stopped by the door opening for me. I feel a small figure bump into my legs and I did the polite thing and caught the child before they fell. I remember feeling my eyes widening at the child I was holding in my hand. It was the girl I wanted to search for in the school.

I was flabbergasted and found myself lifting her up higher to meet my gaze. As I stared into her crystal blue eyes, I found innocence, purity, and helplessness behind them, but there seemed to be something else hidden among them. Curious as to why she was trying to leave in such a hurry, I look behind her to see a bruised and bloody girl hiding behind a chair in the back of the classroom. I feel my eyebrows raise in question to this as I look back to the child in my hands to find her own hands bloody and bruised. Then everything clicked into place, "She started a fist fight and won." I realize. Slowly I feel a smile form on my face which makes the child shake in fear in my arms. "You're even more interesting than I thought. He will definitely like you." I chuckle.

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Here I was thinking that capturing this little girl would be a piece of cake, boy was I wrong. She ended up breaking my nose, setting off the alarm, saving her classmates, biting my right hand, and finally clawing my arms to shreds before falling to unconsciousness. She was a true warrior at heart, I'll give her that. Even though she lost the fight, she won my respect and the spot for being Crane's next test subject. "Finally," I sigh as I released her from my hold, "I thought she'd never give up." Slowly, I pick up the unconscious child bridle style and stand to my feet.

As I began to make my escape to the back door, the police arrive with their sirens blaring and the other teachers outside, somehow developed the courage to start attempting to break into the classroom through the front door. "Time to go." I thought as I pull my gun back out. I put the girl over my left shoulder and open fire on the classroom door. Screams of pain and fear fill the hallways as I fired. A sinister smile creeps across my face at the sight of a bloody hand smearing across the classroom's window. "I forget how much I love the sight of blood." I chuckle to myself. Knowing that walking out the front or back door were no longer an option, I decide to create a distraction. I quickly pull out my lighter and start the bean bags on fire as well as any other cloth like items. With the fire now raging throughout the classroom, I didn't have to worry about my blood/DNA getting discovered or the fight that took place in this room. With my job done, I jump out a nearby window with the girl still in my arms.

Thank God that the classroom was only on the first floor, otherwise we'd have a problem. I land in the bushes with a crunch, and sprint into the woods with the child like a madman. Once I reached the safety of the woods, I hide in the bushes with the child and check my current situation. Surprisingly nobody spotted us in the long run. If anything, everyone else was too busy concerned about the smoke coming from the classroom. "Good, as long as they are distracted, I can escape." I sigh in relief as I put my gun away. As the firefighters arrived on the scene, I stand to my feet with the child in my arms, and begin to make my way back to the cabin.

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