[ He can't hear anything and he can't ask her if she can. Adam's deaf ear rings with fear as he holds himself still. The light illuminates the classroom and he finds himself pulling his feet closer to his body to avoid the pool of it. It looks so sinister in the light, tables and chairs casting shadows over the floor. He can see a piece of note paper Ronan flicked at him in Latin earlier, a crude picture of a dog drawn on it.
And then just like that the classroom is dark again. Adam shuffles to his knees and leans up to peer out. He can see the shape of someone out there but from the jacket and the baseball cap he's fairly certain it isn't a cop. ]
Okay. So, there's someone out there. [ Whispering. ] Not a cop. Or a student.
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And then just like that the classroom is dark again. Adam shuffles to his knees and leans up to peer out. He can see the shape of someone out there but from the jacket and the baseball cap he's fairly certain it isn't a cop. ]
Okay. So, there's someone out there. [ Whispering. ] Not a cop. Or a student.