Chapter Nine: Escape Artist Can Escape But A Group Of Students Can't Even Escape From Their School
Everyone was ready for the escape plan the اگلے night. If it was up to me we would have had everything ready within an گھنٹہ but tracking teacher schedules was harder then it looked. We were all set and ready to take off that night. I had learned that the school kept two emergency vans in the back. I nabbed the keys from the office when no one was around. I wonder how long it will take them to notice that a set of keys are missing. It was about midnight when our team assembled. Everyone was ready to go. Charles had to tag along since he had his license and had مزید experienced. Even though Raven concluded that Darrell was only here because I wanted him around. She argued that Charles یا her could drive and that they technically didn't need him.
"Is everyone ready?" I asked. It was decided that Darrell and Charles would go to the boys dorm and sneak out through the back door of the dorm Lounge. They would be able to reach the vans and come gather Courtney and I سے طرف کی the office. Raven had chosen the worse job and that was to create a diversion so when we started the engine no one could hear it. Raven would have to pull the آگ کے, آگ alarm and then dash towards the nearest exit and towards the wood where we would be waiting. "Then let's go."
Charles and Darrell were already off in the other direction. Courtney and I creeped to the office hoping the other teachers would be in بستر but, of course, our luck wasn't that dependable. The secretary, Mr. Dasher, was sitting at his ڈیسک typing. We needed to پار, صلیب the office into the back door یا our plan wouldn't work.
"What are we going to do?" hiss-whispered Courtney as we squatted to the ground.
"If we're lucky," which is something we shouldn't be counting on at the moment. "then Raven's diversion will happen soon and we won't have to do anything." I کہا to her.
"Raven isn't suppose to pull the alarm until she hears the engine roaring," whispered Courtney. Courtney is a bundle of chatter but when the time comes she can be really helpful to the nerves. There weren't any signs of worrying یا nervousness which was something I should learning from her. Unlike me, she has been going to a top-notch school where they teach آپ everything.
"Then let's create our own diversion," I said. It was risky. This operation was risky. This school spent millions of dollars on security. In the dark corners are guard lurking around. Security systems are installed to not only keep enemies out but to keep آپ in. If آپ just step. He entrance door then آپ just sent off millions of signals to weapons that are set up to shoot. آپ had to be carefully. I had disabled some but disabling all would sends off warning signs to the staff.
In moments, Courtney and I were pulling آگ کے, آگ alarms and setting off numerous of alarms. Mr. Dasher leaped from his chair and searched the hallways. We were cunning enough to hide in a nearby corner where he wouldn't find us. We were under the stairwell.
"Look," کہا Courtney. "There is a small door here. Obviously, a door is not suppose to be under the stairwell. Even though every ounce of me wanted to investigate, I had a mission to do.
"Come one Court, we have to finish this before he comes back." She sighed as we rushed off to the back door of the office. Everything was going smoothly until we arrived at the وین parked outside.
A man in all black out a sack over Courtney and me. Before my survivor skills could kick in, he threw us into the وین we drove off. He was much stronger then he looked. He had a black ski mask over his face. In the car in a flash, we were off. My initial instinct was to throw a few punches but he ripped the mask off of his face.
"Before آپ kill me, hear me out," he begged. Courtney and I was free from the sack and was able to see the concern on his face.
"What the heck are آپ thinking!" screamed Courtney. "Are آپ mentally retarded? Do آپ not know that sacking people on your side is insane?"
"I'm sorry," he said. "Some guys were coming and I had to cover your faces before they realized who McKenna was. They seemed like some average criminals just looking for an adrenaline rush and if they realized who آپ were well, it could stir up some up some trouble."
"Where is Charles and Raven?" I questioned.
"They took the other van," he replied.
"That was not apart of the plan," کہا Courtney.
"That was the back up plan just in case trouble came," کہا Derek. "There were some much worse things happening before آپ came."
"Like what," I کہا tense.
Darrell made a sudden jerk off the road and onto a cobblestone path. "Someone's following us."
Everyone was ready for the escape plan the اگلے night. If it was up to me we would have had everything ready within an گھنٹہ but tracking teacher schedules was harder then it looked. We were all set and ready to take off that night. I had learned that the school kept two emergency vans in the back. I nabbed the keys from the office when no one was around. I wonder how long it will take them to notice that a set of keys are missing. It was about midnight when our team assembled. Everyone was ready to go. Charles had to tag along since he had his license and had مزید experienced. Even though Raven concluded that Darrell was only here because I wanted him around. She argued that Charles یا her could drive and that they technically didn't need him.
"Is everyone ready?" I asked. It was decided that Darrell and Charles would go to the boys dorm and sneak out through the back door of the dorm Lounge. They would be able to reach the vans and come gather Courtney and I سے طرف کی the office. Raven had chosen the worse job and that was to create a diversion so when we started the engine no one could hear it. Raven would have to pull the آگ کے, آگ alarm and then dash towards the nearest exit and towards the wood where we would be waiting. "Then let's go."
Charles and Darrell were already off in the other direction. Courtney and I creeped to the office hoping the other teachers would be in بستر but, of course, our luck wasn't that dependable. The secretary, Mr. Dasher, was sitting at his ڈیسک typing. We needed to پار, صلیب the office into the back door یا our plan wouldn't work.
"What are we going to do?" hiss-whispered Courtney as we squatted to the ground.
"If we're lucky," which is something we shouldn't be counting on at the moment. "then Raven's diversion will happen soon and we won't have to do anything." I کہا to her.
"Raven isn't suppose to pull the alarm until she hears the engine roaring," whispered Courtney. Courtney is a bundle of chatter but when the time comes she can be really helpful to the nerves. There weren't any signs of worrying یا nervousness which was something I should learning from her. Unlike me, she has been going to a top-notch school where they teach آپ everything.
"Then let's create our own diversion," I said. It was risky. This operation was risky. This school spent millions of dollars on security. In the dark corners are guard lurking around. Security systems are installed to not only keep enemies out but to keep آپ in. If آپ just step. He entrance door then آپ just sent off millions of signals to weapons that are set up to shoot. آپ had to be carefully. I had disabled some but disabling all would sends off warning signs to the staff.
In moments, Courtney and I were pulling آگ کے, آگ alarms and setting off numerous of alarms. Mr. Dasher leaped from his chair and searched the hallways. We were cunning enough to hide in a nearby corner where he wouldn't find us. We were under the stairwell.
"Look," کہا Courtney. "There is a small door here. Obviously, a door is not suppose to be under the stairwell. Even though every ounce of me wanted to investigate, I had a mission to do.
"Come one Court, we have to finish this before he comes back." She sighed as we rushed off to the back door of the office. Everything was going smoothly until we arrived at the وین parked outside.
A man in all black out a sack over Courtney and me. Before my survivor skills could kick in, he threw us into the وین we drove off. He was much stronger then he looked. He had a black ski mask over his face. In the car in a flash, we were off. My initial instinct was to throw a few punches but he ripped the mask off of his face.
"Before آپ kill me, hear me out," he begged. Courtney and I was free from the sack and was able to see the concern on his face.
"What the heck are آپ thinking!" screamed Courtney. "Are آپ mentally retarded? Do آپ not know that sacking people on your side is insane?"
"I'm sorry," he said. "Some guys were coming and I had to cover your faces before they realized who McKenna was. They seemed like some average criminals just looking for an adrenaline rush and if they realized who آپ were well, it could stir up some up some trouble."
"Where is Charles and Raven?" I questioned.
"They took the other van," he replied.
"That was not apart of the plan," کہا Courtney.
"That was the back up plan just in case trouble came," کہا Derek. "There were some much worse things happening before آپ came."
"Like what," I کہا tense.
Darrell made a sudden jerk off the road and onto a cobblestone path. "Someone's following us."
I will not be under your tyranny
Your cruel and oppressive force
Yes, maybe آپ should be my leader
But that doesn't mean I should follow آپ all the time
Do آپ know he's got آپ bound
Under ropes and chains of cruelty
Well, I don't wanna be a follower
If it means I have to be a killer
No, I'm not exactly kind-hearted
But that doesn't mean I have to kill, kill, kill
I don't wanna be just a senseless follower
I have a heart, I have a soul, so I don't follow you
I don't just wanna be a follower
So I don't give a fuck bout what آپ do, do, do
But I myself will not give in to the tyranny
So you'll watch me leave
No one's gonna stop me
Look, I'm walking out the doors of tyranny
And I'm not gonna be a senseless follower
Ever again in my life.
Your cruel and oppressive force
Yes, maybe آپ should be my leader
But that doesn't mean I should follow آپ all the time
Do آپ know he's got آپ bound
Under ropes and chains of cruelty
Well, I don't wanna be a follower
If it means I have to be a killer
No, I'm not exactly kind-hearted
But that doesn't mean I have to kill, kill, kill
I don't wanna be just a senseless follower
I have a heart, I have a soul, so I don't follow you
I don't just wanna be a follower
So I don't give a fuck bout what آپ do, do, do
But I myself will not give in to the tyranny
So you'll watch me leave
No one's gonna stop me
Look, I'm walking out the doors of tyranny
And I'm not gonna be a senseless follower
Ever again in my life.