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Chapter 2
The dust is so thick, and feels like trying to breathe chalk.
The coughing continued for a long time while we're drowning on what feels like chalk dust in the air. It was completely dark all around us. I felt around even while trying to cover my mouth with the lapel of my school uniform jacket to cough into and breathe better. But the air was terrible and made you feel like you were suffocating. I held my breath as long as I could and covered my mouth with my shirt. It was hard to not take in any and then after I exhaled I had to only take in small amounts slowly while filtering it as much as possible.
Slowly it started to improve.
After a long time the dust seemed to keep settling but only slowly. But the suffering had lasted so long while everyone was also coughing and trying to adapt. Around me I knew the other students were still alive, because I could hear everyone else still coughing too.
I remained calm in my heart, though I knew this was a bad situation to be in. We'd just gone through something like a disaster!
I needed to keep a clear head and be logical. Then I can lead others to safety. But if this is as big as I think it is, I won't be able to save everyone.
"Poor Jin..." someone said, in a heartbroken voice, another boy in our class. It was one of the kids who hung out with him, but I didn't know his name. Our school had a lot of kids after all, and sometimes at the start of the school's new year people came in and out from other schools nearby.
"Screw Jin, what about us?!" yelled someone else, a boy student.
"I agree, we need like help and stuff," some airhead girl said. Because we can't see I don't know who it was.
"What...cough...cough...do you ...mean? He brought it ...cough...on himself...cough..," said boy #3. I also didn't know him; after all they were the wrong crowd to hang out with. Nor did I want to get to know them.
"Are we going to die?" Someone said pitifully, in a hoarse choke.
"Everybody stay calm," I said, but then I wasn't just ignored but someone elbowed me so hard I couldn't breathe.
Others were also mumbling weird despaired comments. Things like, "we're going to die aren't we?" and, "Mommy!" were just the tip of the iceberg.
"Pull it together. Jeez your parents work at the city hospital. That's the best place to be in some ways. You should have more guts," said Tanagawa, the teacher's assistant. Her tone of voice was cold as usual. She was sort of tough in her attitude, but she wasn't trying to be mean...I think.
"Ugh...I don't feel good."
"Mom..."
People are still coughing.
"I need my mom too," someone else said.
There were all kinds of people all saying stuff and some of it was a blur with too much despair because of people being afraid. I didn't catch all of it, but felt around me.
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