The staticky voice on the PA was wrong - you should have sheltered in place. Moving your students wasn’t easy, even before Jude yelled “Mr. Bunny!”, dropped Samir’s hand, and went scrambling back down the hallway. You slipped up and swore, but no one heard it in the chaos.
Overhead, the inbound planes were unleashing chaos of their own. There were seals against airbornes in most of the installation, but not in the school. Emily was ahead of you, so the toxin hit her first. She doubled over retching and then fell down. You inhaled to call out to your students, but then the toxin was in your lungs.
Burning in your lungs. Throwing up as if you would never stop. Children screaming, scattering.
The ground shaking. You wrenched your head up to see the wall collapse. A wave of heat and light. Wasn’t the gas enough? Why did they need incendiaries too?
Adam must be up there somewhere, scrambling to respond. As above, so below - unless he was puking his guts out too, unless he couldn’t breathe either -
It was a good time to pass out, so you did.
You open your eyes. Everything aches, but the hallway eventually comes into focus.
3rd place (out of 35) in the 19th Annual Interactive Fiction Competition.
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