Paris had taken the shotgun that shot Yco. A Remington 870. Using said shotgun to defend Yco.
They were going to bring him to the medical office. Well, at least try to.
Iya had taken a rag and pressed it against the wounds. Yco was trying not to cry. Jerald had put his hat on and was looking down at the back every few seconds, gun in hand.
They didn't know what they would meet on their way.
Bodies and blood where everywhere. Ruined classrooms, turned over cases, burn marks. Shell casings. It was relatively quiet.
They stepped over a couple of bodies. They recognized one. It was Sir Mark, a teacher.
"Poor bastard.", whispered Jerald. "What happened this time?"
A knife through the chest.
Iya looked like she wanted to barf, and Jerald just looked away.
Suddenly, they heard a noise.
3 men.
One holding a knife.
Another holding an AR-15.
Another holding a grenade.
Throwing the grenade....
Falling
Falling
Falling
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The Purge: School Time.
ActionFor 12 hours, shit hits the fan. Some kids. I'm not sure how many hours. Death and mayhem. ANNOUNCEMENT: MAKING REVISED EDITION. CHECK OUT MY PROFILE. based off xxxjeus214's work and the movie 'The Purge.' So anyways there are a bunch of kids...
