The watch

Touch, part 8

As Jim and I panic at the sight of this watch, so many things came to mind. " If we can't touch anything here, how do we get back..?" This was the main question in my mind. I look at Jim who seems to be stuck with the same face and speechless. To snap him out of it, I yell "Jim, find a battery!" He begins to argue "B-But we can't touch any..", "I know!" I replied. In a calmer voice, I say " I know we can't, just try to find one...Tell me when you do." We split up, the watch completely shuts off, oddly. I look around the room, trying to open any drawers, looking under all the tables. I began to get irritated, aggressively grabbing and going through handles, til I came to the hallway, I somehow grabbed my locker handle as I passed. Realizing what happened, I step back, calmer, confused, and upset. I reached for the locker, but just before I grab it, Jim called, ironically, and he seemed to be close. I follow his voice down the hall as he calls again, this time slightly panicked, which seems to scare me a bit. He was in the janitor room, so as I turn the corner Jim is standing there. Jim had a shocked reaction, but in his hand, he was holding a battery.