Name: Hanna Hagarson
Hanna was not the brightest girl in the class, but she was an amazing swimmer. Her first reaction was to hold her breath in the toilets, but she soon figured out she was unable to due to her size. She whipped her wet hair back and forth like a dog, and laughed. She understood that Jacques was hunting them all like fox and geese, but Hanna knew better. Death wasn’t going to be avoided.
They would all die one day.
Hanna smiled, and skipped across the hallway, and into the 4A classroom, but quickly shut it when she saw smoke trying to fight it’s way through the door and into innocent lungs. Hanna then decided to go into the next classroom, and sat under the teachers desk.
She explored through the desks, and stopped moving whenever she heard a noise. Paranoia gets to everyone sometimes. Hanna found some gum, and chewed it, but realized it was stale and spit it out. She placed her head to the ground, and heard voices.
“How’d you get in here?” A loud voice yelled.
A tiny voice squeaked back, “Dunno?”
He shoved her against the wall, she could tell by the thud.
“I thought it was clear not to go in here.”
“If you let me go, I promise I’ll leave, and never come back!”
He laughed, and Hanna heard a shotgun ring through her ears.