66 Impostors 4 (1/2)
6:30 a.m
Gymnasium (M.I.T. campus)
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A little less than 50 people were sleeping on the parquet of the basketball court in the gymnasium, most of them were students and the rest were professors or staff members.
Some had the luxury of resting their heads on their backpacks or purses, but of course, they weren't numerous to have burdened themselves with them while fleeing when the Draugur came out of nowhere and began slaughtering everyone they came across just a few minutes after the Apocalypse had begun.
Francis, for instance, was part of the people who had the parquet as a pillow.
Although he was initially paralyzed with fear when he saw them, he didn't hesitate to throw his bag on the ground and sprinted to the nearest shelter as soon as he saw one of those sadistic skeletons rip a student's throat out with his rotten teeth as if she was a wrapper of ketchup sauce.
Fortunately for him, his fear of ending up like this student was stronger than his fear of taking action at that time.
Through the windows above the bleachers on the left of the basketball court, the first rays of sunshine of the day were passing.
Those rays were starting to tickle the faces of several sleepers and even waking up a few of them, however, they went back to sleep right afterwards with the intent of staying like that for another several hours.
In this ordeal, laziness was a friend; they all knew it. Their only mission of the day beeing to save their strength, sleeping a lot was the best way to achieve it.
*CLICK*
The sound of the opening of a door resonated throughout the gymnasium, causing people who weren't completely asleep to violently straighten up from the floor as soon as they heard it.
Why such a nervous behaviour?
Because the sound was coming from a door opening to the outside, in other words, a door that they were supposed to have barricaded.
*CLACK*
Before they saw who had just passed through the door they were expecting the worst, they were thinking that those creepy skeletons were going to barge in the gymnasium, that they were going to surround them in a corner and that they would kill them one after the other in the cruellest possible way...
...But they realized that their trembling of fears were unjustified when they saw that it was a young blond man who had just entered the gymnasium, not the skeletons.
He was undoubtedly a student and when a teacher made the link between his blond hair, his morphology and the dagger he had in his right hand, she even managed to recognize him.
”Trevor, what the hell were you doing outside?” She shouted with legitimate indignation considering that this student had barricaded himself with them since the beginning and was then without a doubt the person who had removed the barricades from that door to get out.
When he finally found them and managed to put them on not without difficulty because of his shaking hands, what he saw was certainly much less horrible than the skeletons but nevertheless worrying.