Ten breaths into the wait, someone finally arrived to get the trampled dog out of the classroom.
They were stiff and walked in measured steps. At one glance, it was not hard for me to determine that these were soulless bastards.
The crew of five came and went without any repercussions on my part which shocked my classmates even further.
When the tin cans left, the silence was broken once more as the stupid f***s whispered amongst themselves.
"Who is that boy?"
"I don't know, man. Teacher Salem is a level 3 evolver already. And he was killed just like that! The better question would be, who is that girl?"
"He's not dead."
"What?!"
"Our teach is not dead yet."
"That can't be! I witnessed him b..." I perceived them communicating with their voices and voiceless smart gadgets.
And fro
