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    you thought about it for a second and thought that there was to much light in the front row and he would definetly see you. you put jackson on the floor and reached into you pack. you pulled out the gun and shook it. you had no idea how to check if there was even any bullets in it but you just had to try. you looked at the crazed man with white hair and wished that he would just stand still for a moment. you held the gun with both of your hands and aimed it. the darkness of the backrow was not helping you with this. he suddenly stood still and held his arms out like he was soaking up praise. the kids were crying more then ever and you felt like you needed to shoot him quick. you aimed it the best you could and pulled the trigger. the bullet flew and you heard the man scream in pain. you ended up shooting in the chest. you could not see where but he was down and you had to move quick. you ran to where the kids were and they started to beg you to help them when they saw you. you pulled your knife out of your pack as fast as you could and atempted to the rope holding a little girl down. you got got the girls right arm free but when you started to cut the rope holding the girls left arm in place a bullet wizzed past you ear and him the little girls head. 

   you jumped back in surprise and the kids wailed. you looked at the crazed man and heard him inasely laughing and saw him shooting the kids in a row. you were about to throw up but you had to get out of there. you swallowed your bile and picked up both of you weapons and ran to the door you called jackson and he jumped up and ran out of the auditorium with you. once you got to the court yard you colapsed on a patch of grass that had an oak tree in the middle if it. you took your backpack off put you weapons in it and layed on the grass. you looked at jackson and saw he was also laying down, panting heavily. you were so tired and just wanted to be in your bed. you wished that you could go to sleep and when you woke up you were in your old bed with no monsters trying to eat you. you wanted the comfort of any bed now. you relised that this was a school and school nurses offices usually had beds in them. you looked around and saw there was a window with the word nurse painted on it. you took a deep breath and put you backpack on. you steped back onto the hard concreet and took afew steps. you feet ached and you felt like you were going to fall. you looked back and saw that jackson was limping twords you. his little paws hurt also and he needed a soft place to lay down more then you did.

you walked to the window and opened the door next to it. you saw a zombie inside an office next to the nurses office but it couldnt get out so you dicided to worry about it later. one you got inside you opened another door that had a room with two beds in it. you sighed with relife and took off your backpack letting it fall to the floor. you picked up jackson and set him on one off the beds. he was still panting but laid down on his side. you saw that his paw pads were red and blistered and you wanted to do something about it now but you were just so tired. you dragged your pack near the bed you were going to lay on and colapsed on the bed. you reached into to pack and pulled out a bottle of water and took a big drink. you then relised that jackson had not had an water in days. you looked around the room and saw that there were some cups on a shelf. you stood up and took one of the cups down and filled it up with water from the bottle you were drinking from. you set the bottle down on the shelf and walked over to jackson. you sat next to him and put him in a position to drink the water. he laped up the water and you felt bad for not giveing him any sooner. once he was done you let him lay on his side again.

you walked over to you bed and colapsed on it. you took your shoes off and gave your feet some freedom. you layed there for a moment but then slowly closed your eyes and fell asleep.

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