The Lockdown • 𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔢𝔡𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤

11~ Actions •

Everyone was crying when the police showed up, dragging many an ambulance as well as parents and family members appeared on site. Through the large crowd I began my search for Robbie. Unfortunately so far the past few minutes of searching were unsuccessful. "Simon!" Jack called, coming towards me, "It's John."

"Let's go." I shut him down before he could say anything. Please don't be dead, Johnnie, please. I thought as Jack carved a way through the crowd to one of the ambulances.

I saw it, lights flashing as the paramedics looked sullen, yet trying to keep it as unnoticeable as possible. "Si," he whispered breathlessly, immediately I took his hand in mine, it was cold, chilly with the feeling of death.

"No, no, no, no, no, no. Please don't go, please. You're my best friend, don't leave me, please don't leave." Sobs breached my throat as I pleaded, salted water brushed my lips and I couldn't help but cry more. Slowly, his hand came up to grasp mine back, his grip was weak and continued to slack.

Despair hit me like a truck as I was pushed away by one of the paramedics, "He's gone, son. I'm sorry."

Jack just smiled sadly at me, offering out an arm for a hug, only to withdraw it to wipe away his own tears, his other arm was desperately clutching onto Amalia as she held back tears by looking up and blinking rapidly.

I began to ask about other people I was worried for, there was no time to sit an mourn my friend when I have so many others to look out for. "What about Anna? Or Robbie? Anna, she was with a boy around 13, a few scratches and unconscious. Is she okay? Where's the bo- my brother?"

"She was one of the first taken in, the boy though, no idea. Think he mighta stayed here." The paramedic replied, draping a sheet over John's body and hauling it up into the back of the ambulance.

Oh no, a growl ripped itself from my throat as once again, I was running to the hole in the fence. Just seconds before I was able to go back through, I was grabbed.

"Listen kid. I don't know what crazy, suicidal shit you're into but there's no way in hell am I letting you back through there."

"No, you got to let me go! Please, my brother's in there!"

"You're not thinking straight. Sit down, we can talk about this. My name is sergeant Alan Orwell."

"I'm Simon Grenwick." My voice was raising with a panicky tone. Still I changed the concept back to what I wanted, to save my brother. "Please, though, officer, you have to let me in there. That guy has already killed John, Malia, Mary, Connor, Matt and many more, I can't let him get my brother too."

"Kid, no."

"Yes. Listen to me please. He's already targeting me, if I can draw him out you can catch him."

We walked into another classroom, full of my classmates and others I had seen around school, they said that the killer had escaped, but they think that he went towards the Junior High.

The police officer ran down to the junior high school. While we're told to stay in the back corner of the classroom and to get away from any of the windows. Me and Julie put part 3 of our plan into action. We walked to the front of the school and got into the police car a drove to the police station.

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Police Station

We walk in and it is jam packed with angry family members. They were so relieved when we walked In, they rushed up to us and asked how we got out. But then the murderer must followed us to the police station.

He waltzed in right after us. He had a gun held high up in the air, the psychopath hit the trigger, BANG! Everyone in the room dove to the ground as the bullet soared right up in the roof of police station too, I wonder how much repairs would cost, several officers dived at him, although the man had shot most of them.

He backed all of us into a corner of the police station. He locked the policemen in a cell, "I don't know what he wants! Oh my God this is frustrating! I glared at the ground and clambered up onto my feet and asked, "What do you want?"

The murderer grinned insanely, his bright blue eyes glistening with sadistic pleasure, spoke in reply, "I want the people who've wronged me to suffer, and you're near the top of that list!" Then, he shot me, pain radiated through out my leg, and it all went dark.

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School

The officer walked into the junior school, he glanced around for the murderer, but he couldn't see him anywhere. The stereotypical cop lazily ran back to the classroom and said he was getting everyone out of the school.

He went to the abandoned and bloodstained principal's office and made an announcement, the speakers crackled, they were never the best quality anyways, "Attention! Everyone evacuate the school! It's safe for now, so we have to get out now, proceed as calmly as possibly to the emergency exits."

Officer Davies was a hero, he had led every last person in the school out safely, Davies made sure he was the last, living, person to make it out of the school.