Lockdown (Picture Day book 2; an II fanfic)

One Step

Fan woke up in a cold sweat.

Just a dream...

Fan hated dreams sometimes.

They just added on to the stress and sadness the majority of the time.

It's been years since Fan hasn't had a dream about...

...you know.

Fan took a deep breath. "Calm down. Deep breaths."

He sighed and stared at the floor for a moment before gazing around the room.

There was no sign of toilet.

Shouldn't he have been back by now?

Fan stood up and looked at the exit.

It was closed.

At this point, all Fan could feel was worry. Worry that something had happened to Toilet.

Fan contemplated whether he should leave the hideout and check to see if Toilet was anywhere near, but the last time he had done that, he almost died.

All that Fan could do was pace around an mumble to himself until finally, he came to the conclusion that he should check.

He slowly walked up to the exit and cautiously opened it, preparing for anything he might find on the other side.

He was relieved to find nothing.

Fan stepped over the broken desks and chairs, being careful not to fall and injure himself more, and peeked out of the door.

Still nothing.

Just silence.

It was nearly pitch black, making it difficult to know where he was going, but he was used to it at this point. His eyes had adjusted to the dark.

Slowly stepping out of the room, Fan walked through the hall, stepping softly to avoid making any noise.

Fan had somehow nearly forgotten about the crowbar he was holding, and only remembered he had it once his hands began to hurt from his tight grip.

He stopped in the middle of the hallway and stared at the crowbar for a bit before holding it up, preparing to swing in case he was attacked.

Soon, Fan found himself in the main hall, where most bake sales and other things were usually held before Cobs took over.

The main hall was right where the entrance was and where the doors should've been if they weren't covered.

Fan let out a sigh as he thought about how his friends were doing.

There's nothing I can really do right now...

...Unless...

...The crowbar!

Fan stared down at the crowbar in his hands and a wide smile spread across his face.

Maybe I can create an exit here first, then open the gym doors from the outside and get everyone out.

Without hesitation, he sprinted over to the iron doors and jammed the crowbar underneath.

There was a loud creak as the metal bent slightly, earning a small flinch from Fan, then lifted just enough for Fan to see small rays of light from the outside.

The light was dim, but it was there.

Fan gasped and nearly squealed from excitement, but stopped when he realized he had already made enough noise from opening the door in the first place.