Lockdown

Gunshots echoed throughout the corridors. Panicked, my classmates and I stacked desks up against the doorway and armed ourselves with hole punches and staplers. It was then that the inercome clicked to life. Air hissed into the mic, making everyone's hair stand on end. "..I don't want to kill anyone else while I'm here today. Just give me Rebecca Hunns, and we will be on our way." I took in a sharp breath, hair on end, panic rushinng through me. The shooter wanted me.