A few minutes later, the door flew open wildly and the principal ran in. He pushed the door closed and shouted :
" They're coming! They're coming!"

He grabbed the key and locked the door. It wasn't until the tables were back and he turned around, that everyone noticed his pure white shirt stained with blood and his left hand was torn ferociously. There was blood everywhere.

His wife ran up to him with shock and terror in her eyes. A million questions and statements formed in her mind, but instead of asking and announcing them, she went and fetched the first aid kit.

After his hand was properly bandaged up, he called all the teachers and leaders together for an escape plan meeting.