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Chapter Three

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  Mr. Pfennig turned around and asked, “what are you doing out here instead of in a classroom?”

  “See any nearby rooms. Sides we need a crowbar from here.” Said Travis.

  “Why” Asked Mr. Pfennig

  “His friend is stuck in a locker.” Said Travis.

  “What?” Mr. Pfennig said shocked. “How did that even happen?”

  “She locked herself in her locker when she heard the alarm.” Said Mike.

  “Well let’s get her out of their.” Mr. Pfennig said as he pulled out his keys and put one into the hole in the lock to the janitors closet. He jiggled it a little before it opened.

   “Who is that outside?” Asked mike.

   “I don’t know.” Said Mr. Pfenning “He just came out of nowhere”

Mr. Pfennig stepped into the closet motioning to the boys to stay put they heard shuffling from in the closet. Mr. Pfennig held out a crowbar through the door.

   He kept it there for a moment before saying “Take it.”

   Travis took it and then mike began walking closer to the door with the strange man on the other side. Mr. Pfennig stepped out of the closet holding a mallet. Mike placed his hand on the handle of the door. He looked at Travis. “Where's Mike?” Pfenning looked over at the door. “MIKE STAY AWAY FROM THEIR!”

  Mike jerked his hand away and turned around. “Shouldn’t we let him in? He looks like he needs help.” He said. “And what could he do anyway? Just look at him.

   “NO. Don’t you know why we're on lock down?” Said Mr. Pfenning.

   Mike shrugged.

  “Let’s just go get your friend.” He said as he turned around and started walking down the hall towards the lockers.

  The boys followed behind. They finally reached the lockers.

   “Who’s this?” Asked Carly.

   “Oh this is the band teacher Mr. Pfennig.” Said Travis.

   “Which locker?” Asked Mr. Pfennig grabbing the crowbar.

    Travis pointed. Mr. Pfennig placed the end of the crowbar on the latch of the locker.

   “Hey Mr. Music teacher. You know that won’t work right?” Said Ceara. “You gotta jam it into the side.”

   “Quiet I know what I’m doing.” Said Mr. Pfennig. “What’s their name in the locker.”.

  “Hayley.” Said Mike.

  “Hayley? Can you hear me?” Mr. Pfennig asked. there was no answer. He lightly knocked on the door. “Hayley? You in their.”

   “Of course she is. She didn’t up and leave.” Snapped Ceara.

    Pfennig lowered the crowbar then turned and glared at her. He knocked again. There was no response.

    “HAY!” Mr. Pfenning yelled as he pounded on the door.

   All of a sudden they all heard a snort like the sound of someone waking up and a bang.

   “OW!What the!” Hayley said jumpy. “What? You gonna get me out yet?”

  “Yea. Hayley I need you to cover your ears. This is going to be loud. Let me know when your ready ok?”

   “Ok.” Hayley said. “Ready.”

  Mr. Pfennig lined the crowbar up with the latch. He held the mallet in the other hand and slammed it into the front of the crowbar. He pulled it away revealing a large dent in the locker.

   “Wow you hit it so hard the latch is stuck in the locker.” Said Travis.

   “He didn’t just hit it in.” Said Hayley. “It broke in two. The other pice hit me in the gut.”

   “Ok Hayley, try pushing the door open.” Said Mr. Pfennig.

  She did and the door flew open slamming into the locker next to it. “Freedom!” Hayley yelled. “Freedom at last.”

  “Hayley?” Mike asked. “Did you fall asleep in their?”

  “Maybe.” Said Hayley with a smile.

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