Oh no! My mind starts to panic as we hear the scream coming from down the hall. We run down it and the guy follows us. The whole class is in a big circle surrounding something and I hope it's not what I think it is, but as I push passed them I see it, my body reacts before my mind and I curse under my breathe. I look around and see that Mr. Connor isn't here yet and I snap.

"Everyone!" They all look at me as if I'm crazy. "We all know something isn't right, but most of us choose to ignore it because it's not bothering us, but the students in our class are dying and the one to blame is none other then our teacher Mr. Connor. Please for the love of everything you care about. Help us put a stop to him before he kills another one of us." They look at each other confused, scared, and even lost in their own thoughts. Their minds not grasping the situation at hand. Some of them nods and other still don't know what to do.

"Please help." Mary stands forward tears in her eyes. "I'm tired of seeing people die. I never thought I would see it first hand and I know that I don't want my life to end yet. I want to continue and make something of myself, but with your help I won't get that chance. None of you will. You won't be able to see your families or friends ever again. People you love, people you want to apologize to for doing something wrong to them. We'll never get the chance to make it right or fix things because we'll all be killed unless we stop it from happening. So once again PLEASE help." 

Everyone slowly lets it sink in and finally it hits them. They start whispering things like "I don't want to die here" or "How could someone like a teacher, but so cold-hearted to kill their students. Then we all here footsteps behind us. Some of them look up and their eyes widen and the rest of us look back and see Mr. Connor standing a few feet from us.

"What's wrong children? You all look like you've seen a ghost or something?" He begins walking forward. I caught a glimpse of something shining at his side when lighting strikes outside causing it to quickly light up the room. I see that it's a knife still covered in blood, small wet spots still tinted red from blood that he tried to wash off his clothes as quick as he could. 

"Everyone run!" One of the student's who also saw the knife yelled and everyone starts running down the hallway behind us then they split up going in different directions. Mary, Alice, and I run down the same hall with two other people behind us. We see the restroom door is open and head inside not caring if it's the boy's or the girl's. It's dark and someone's hyperventilating, I'm not sure who it is, but I quickly feel around for something and find a plastic bag in a small trash bin. I quickly take it out glad that there's nothing in it yet and give it to the person. I heard a click on a lighter and it lights up the small space around us.

I see who was hyperventilating and I see that it's Adam, the first guy we gave the letter to. Over on his right is Nick, the jerk who thought we were giving him a love letter. Nick looks at me fear in his eyes.

"So it's true then... that our teacher is a psychopathic killer." I nod not able to get the words out. "Fuck! This can't be happening. This can't possibility be real, it's just so damn." He yells frustrated.

"Hey dumb shit. Stop yelling and talking so loud or you'll get us killed." Alice practically growls at him. He gives her a hateful look, but keeps quiet. Mary is rubbing Adam's back as he calms down slowly.

"So what are we going to do now Jessica?" Mary looks at me. Her big eyes, scared and worried for the others. I look at everyone here with me and think of something and then it hits me.

"We need weapons of our own."