Episode 59

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We went on a search for a new car since my dad's jeep... wasn't looking so good.


"Hey! Found one!" Aiden exclaimed as he started walking towards the red truck.
"Does it have the keys?"
"Yep." He smiled as he waved the keys in the air.


When I opened the driver's side door, the hesitation snuck in my mind as the last time we'd driven replayed in my head. After noticing my hesitance, Aiden stepped closer with his usual cocky smile.
"Want me to drive?"
"Didn't you say you've only driven go-karts?"
"Yeah, but it's basically the same thing, right?"


After what seemed like hours of Aiden's horrid driving, we arrived at the school. It's not that his driving was bad. It was better than I expected, at least.

As the doors started opening, I quickly spoke up, my voice mildly panicked, "-don't shut the doors when we get out. It might hear them slam."
Everybody nodded and we headed inside. We had a simple plan: get to the school, find the control room keys, cut off the power supply so the generator turns on the football field's lights. If we could get that far, hopefully we'd be safe. 

"How much further?"
"Down this hallway and a couple more classrooms down."


The halls went dark, just like that – vision all hazy. Silence dropped, heavy, with shadows playing tricks in the corners of your eyes. The air felt thick, wrong. Every step felt like walking into a trap. Something's out there, close. You can feel it.

In sync, everyone glanced out the window to our right, and were met with the horror of the centipede creature mere feet away. My breath hitched, a silent scream trapped in my throat as I stumbled backward, slamming into Aiden.

His hands gripped my arms, a solid anchor in the swirling chaos. For a heartbeat, the world narrowed to just us, his eyes searching mine. Fear, yes, but something else too – a flicker of fierce protectiveness that sent a jolt through me. He didn't let go, and God, I didn't want him to. Not when the world outside those windows was turning into a living nightmare, and his touch was the only thing that felt real.

I take up the courage and yell at the top of my lungs "RUUN!"I saw Logan yank out his gun, hand shaking so bad he nearly ate it. 
There was a screech, then a scream, then "Its left eye is out!"


Fear was the gasoline, pumping through us all in this crazy life-or-death sprint. Suddenly it was all boiled down to one brutal question: 
Were we gonna make it out of this breathing, or not?



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