Tuesday, June 3, 2014

“Woah. Last time I checked, schools aren’t supposed to be empty.” The school was empty and I thought that no one had woken me up when everyone left for next period. “Wait this is my 3rd period and it’s 2:00 in the afternoon and why are all these desks turned over. I got up and pushed some desks out of the way. There was an SRT truck, police units, and EMS everywhere. Not a soul occupied one. I left the room and began to walk up the hall. As I passed the teacher lounge, I heard the TV.
“BREAKING NEWS! Kannapolis Middle School has been evacuated due to an unknown threat. The whole campus is under close watch by the National Gaurd, Cabarrus County Sheriff SRT (Special Response Team) and Kannapolis Police Department SWAT Team but no one is being allowed on campus at this time. All security, SWAT, SRT, Police, and Medical Personnel were ordered to drop everything and leave the campus for safety reasons. Updates on this situation will be given as we get information.”
I looked out of the window to see if I could spot anything or anyone besides SRT, SWAT, and Police units. Nothing. My heart began to race as I thought about the TV broadcast. “…due to an unknown threat.”
I tried thinking about what this “unknown threat” could be for a while. Then, as I walked out of the lounge, I caught a glimpse of it. It was a tall, white figure with long and skinny arms and a completely white, blank face. It never made a sound. So silent. When I saw it, I shot back into the room trying to be as quiet as possible. BOOM! I threw my self to the floor as the thunderous noise echoed. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! My ears rang like a bell getting struck. Then I figured it out.
“.50 cal. There shooting at him with .50 calibers!”
I peered into the hallway. It was gone. Those shots must have scared it off. I grabbed a pair of scissors and broke them in half to create 2 makeshift knives. I crept down the hall. As I made it to the middle of the school, I saw a body. It looked like he was breathing but it was hard to tell. I got closer and noticed that he was with the SRT.
“Go! You need to leave now! Go!” he said.
“I’m not going to leave you here sir. I might not know you but I’m not gonna let you die here!”
I grabbed him by his vest and dragged him to a restroom. I grabbed a ton of paper towels and began applying pressure to his wound.
“Do you have a radio?” I asked him.
“Yeah it’s lying on the ground over near where you found me.” He replied with great pain in his voice.
I grabbed his Sig Sauer P226 and went for the radio. As I quietly walked towards the radio I saw the figure. He was coming this way. I ran back to the bathroom and grabbed the man again and pulled him farther into the restroom. The creature almost came to doorway.
“Get down!”I said to him.
BOOM! BOOM! The shots rang out again. The creature seemed to be reaching for something. He pulled out some kind of weapon and started shooting. It didn’t look like any weapon a human had made. The gun looked like a modified blunderbuss but more modern. Almost alien. As is shot one last time, if began to run. After telling this story to many people, they have asked me if this looked like the mythical video game creature, Slenderman. No, this was far worse.
When it left I was able to get up and go after the radio. I proceeded with caution and silence. I grabbed the radio and made my way back to the bathroom. I was then able to make the radio call to the outside. He told me his teams call sign and his call sign.
“Bravo-Charlie 1. This is Delta 6.” I said into the radio.
I waited a couple seconds for the return message.
“Delta 6. This is Bravo-Charlie 1, copy?”
They heard it!
“Copy Bravo-Charlie 1. I’m here with one of your men on the north point of the building facing east. We have taken shelter in the bathroom right in front of the doors exiting to the parking lot. Your officer has sustained wounds and is losing blood quickly. I have applied pressure to the wound and made a tourniquet out of my belt and one of my shirts.”
“Copy Delta 6. We will have a team come and extract both of you. Copy?”
“Copy Bravo-Charlie. We’ll be waiting.”
At this moment, all was quiet. Nothing made a sound except for the hard breathing and moans of the officer. Then the shots rang out again but not as loud. They must have caught it near the west end of the school. I heard a terrible cry, almost like a scream and saw the creature. He was running but almost floating at the same time. Kind of like someone running on the moon. He turned around and started shooting again. It was also holding its stomach or where his stomach should be. I wasn’t sure if he was actually hurt or not. I started hearing more and more gunshots. They had the school surrounded so that every time he went to one part, he was shot.
“Delta 6, this is Bravo-Charlie 1. We have set up a rescue mission to extract you and our officer but there will be an attack from the outside to try and distract the creature. ” the radio said.
“Copy Bravo-Charlie 1. Bring the rain.” I called back.
Out of no where, shots began. So many I couldn’t tell where they came from. I also heard the creatures weapon firing. After about a minute or so from the start of the shoot out, the SRT is pulling us out of the building. As soon as they get the officer on the EMS truck, they had to leave do to the blood loss. That officer did end up surviving with but will permanent wounds and he had lost 60% of his blood. Once the truck had left I grabbed an idle rifle on the ground and slipped inside. I saw him. As soon as I aimed, 2 shots rang out. My rifle and a SWAT member’s rifle. Due to the double headshot, he fell. I guess the saying “The bigger they are, the harder they fall” is true.
After the thing had hit the ground, I shot it once more. It was dead. No blood. Nothing but a white and black body laying on the floor. I was immediently escorted out and debriefed by the National Guard. I don’t know what happened to the body of that thing. Not much was ever released to the press. There was also a giant coverup saying all this was some guy that walked in with a rifle and started shooting up the school. No one really fully knows what happened…except me.

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