"Where is everyone?"
"Did we check the wrong room?" A perplexed Flint asked Jake, "Pretty much sure we got the right class dude but that doesn't answer why it's empty tho." Jake responded, to which Flint just nodded and said "Let's check the other classes."
The two boys were more suspicious of what was happening the further they went through the hallway and checking for any sign of students nearby, finding nothing but empty classrooms, vacant chairs and tables.
When they checked the last classroom of this floor, Jake sighed and said "Just what is going?"
"Beats me." Flint decided to just sit down and opened the bottle of soda 'Might aswell drink this while I can', Flint soon felt a stare as he drank some of the soda, after he gulped a few mouthfuls he said "No." Much to Jake's dismay, he soon gave up after asking a few more times and said,
"Let's go back down first and find a teach or ask other students what's going on."
"Aight."
As the two went downstairs, they saw no student as they looked through each class's window, they still saw no one.
"We've been to two floors now yet we couldn't encounter a single teacher or student" sighed Flint.
"Well guess all thats left is the ground floor, which has the gym, the audit-" Jake sucked in a cold breath as a realization dawned on him,
"Fuck! everyone had to go to the auditorium because the principal has a speech for everyone since it's the first day of school!" Jake spoke with a hurried and panicked tone in his voice, the blondie then ran for the auditorium.
"Shit." Flint said his piece then booked it for the auditorium, the auditorium was located at the center of the school so it wasn't hard to find it, even with Jake's terrible sense of direction. 'It was no wonder that we only heard each other talk, why is my sense of surrounding so damn shitty. No use crying over spilled milk,' he thought.
When they reached the nearest entrance, "You open it," said Jake.
"Fuck no, you do it."
This went on for another 2 mins.
"No u- Argh fuck it," Flint said in defeat as he braced himself and opened the door, what greeted their eyes were...people sleeping?
Wait what?
The expected silence then eyes turning to look at who barged in did not happen, instead, they saw everyone in the auditorium laying on the floor, as if asleep or unconscious.
"Wha-"
Was the last thing Flint heard as he felt a strong feeling of drowsiness, leading to him collapsing and falling unconscious like everyone else in the room.
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A Sudden painful sensation in Flint's body jolted him awake, "Urgh, what?" He groaned.
'It hurts so damn much.' Flint was even more confused as to what caused his sudden collapse and lost of consciouness, 'Let's see if there are any clues to what caused this to everyone and also why did I wake up first?'
Looking at his surroundings, he realized that the door he came from closed. 'Strange, I don't think Jake had the time to close the door before fainting but even if he did, why? Too many damn questions unanswered ugh.' Flint scrunched up his eyebrows and just decided to see if any changes occured during their current state.
Now that he had the time to look at his surroundings, he noticed a peculiar sight, a faint light would glow around each unconscious person in the auditorium, their color ranged but what Flint found strange were that their rarity followed that of rpgs. (Atleast from what he could see)
Grey light is the most common, followed by green which are less but still a decent amount of people had it, then blue which were evidently more scarcer, then he found two people glowing in purple yet he found no one in a golden yellow glow like he expected.
'So, they are clearly unconscious, maybe they are evolving? Sorta explains the glow, but what about the outside world? Are they experiencing it too? Is a zombie apocalypse happening right now? Argh, should I leave the auditorium and check out what or if anything happened outside? Might aswell...' And with that thought, Flint decided to leave the auditorium.
Yet when he tried to open the door closest to him, he felt a sudden pain in his chest making him gasp for air. Flint clutched his chest as his legs weakened and so he fell down to the floor. As he was losing consciousness, he weakly mumbled "Not again dammit."