C1P7 - 0n3 to the 1eft... *reworked*

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Imagine the ringing of school-bells, after hours. No students. It's shot at until it's silenced.

Fetch POV-

One to the left, two to the right, 3rd exit, pause, open, run, escape.

One to the left, two to the right, 3rd exit, pause, open, run, escape.

One to the left, two to the right, 3rd exit, pause, open, run, escape.

"One to the left," I mumbled and I sprinted to the left. I heard the echoes of Mike and his thug-cult behind streaming out from the hallways behind me. Pick up the pace.

"HEY!" I heard Mike's left-hand fur, Jordan point a finger at me with a bark up ahead of me. I knew him from geography back when high school began, but sex-obsessions had turned him to the dark-side of Mike's little gang. I ran at him full force then threw myself onto the floor and slid between his legs, pelting him in the nuts with my paws on the way through. I heard his footsteps following mine shortly after, shit.

"Two to the right," I remembered and made a right turn then dove into the janitors closet to my right, closing the door to a crack where I could see Jordan run past.

"Wait, er - oh yeah: 3rd exit" I leapt out from the closet and kept sprinting. My agile hind paws like lightning under me. 

You've done a lot of running, haven't you Fetch? Don't think about that now.

"Pause" I heard the thugs bust through the other two doors, all screaming death threats directed towards me. I heard the door next to me creak a little, making the fur on the back of my... well, everywhere stand up slightly.

I heard a few voices say "fuck, this door is locked from this side" and then I waited a full minute until...

I busted out of that door "open", and straight into another fur, who was a wolf, and was covered in bandages. He whimpered slightly and stood up.

"Fetch, I it's always good to see you; but we really need to stop running into each other like this." Dusk groaned as I stood up as well.

I felt suddenly itchy. Forces unknown to be vomiting through the knots of my deepest veins. It felt good. It felt slow...

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I reached out, as though I were flinching, and caught some behind Dusk's ear. Like a magic trick. Him locked in place. Time locked in place.

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Things sped up. My paw opened. A bullet lay in the middle, condensation dripping down it from the impossible speeds I just pulled it through. Me and Dusk watched it fall to the floor, hit the ground, dripping micro drops of water onto greasy floor tiles.

"Wha-" he breathed.

My eyebrows furrowed as I realised, "Wait, they're shooting at us now?" I looked at him.

"YOU CAUGHT THAT?!"

"Er," My ears flicked down. "Can this be a later thing we talk about?"

"I mean, sure, but h-how the fuck-"

I grabbed a flabbergasted Dusk by the collar of his jacket and yanked him into a head-start run away from the ringing gunfire that was slapping shrapnel into nearby lockers. Paperwork exploded, and stashes cans of soda fizzed ruin into forgotten study notes.

"KEEP GOING!" I yelled.

"What do you think I'm doing!!" He yelled back from ahead of me, his eyes searching wildly for escape signs.

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