Gun shots. Screams. That was all you could possibly hear right now. Our class was one by one jumping out. We had this extra part on the side of our window outside, kinda like a platform, so thats were we had to go first. We locked the door in class and closed the window behind us. Our homeroom class was actually pretty close to the sandpits so we had chances...and we had to take them.

I jumped.

I blacked out.

I thought I was dead.

I opened my eyes to see Skylar.

Skylar is my best friend. She was in another homeroom, the one beside ours. She was lucky, because she knew she had to come to our class to escape. She knew I would jump.

"Hey Ash" she said. I groaned. My leg had to be broken, I could feel it. Then, the black figure appeared. The same one as in my dreams.
"Hey Sky... we need to get out of here" I whispered. She turned to see the figure. She helped me get up, and we exchanged glances.

"Thats the guy who keeps appearing in our dreams, isn't it" she said, a worried look on her face. It changed as he fell down.
"Come on girls, one shot wont keep him down for long said my teacher. She was holding  a pistol in her left hand.

"How the -" Skylar got cut off.
"I said lets go" Ms.Carson tempted to leave.
"We need to get away, we need to -" Skylar got cut off again.
"RUN" I screamed.

The man in black had recovered and was heading straight for them.