''i think we should hide in the closet-''
Emma: no he'll check that, that's where I hid -she looked around hurryingly-
Amaya: we're all gonna dieEEEeeeEEe
Emma: -and I thought you said your friend was the scaredy cat -_- -
''UHH- what if we pretended to be dead in the closet??''
Emma: that wouldnt work he would still shoot you anyway, plus he'll shoot you twice -looking for somewhere, muttering to herself-
Amaya: :T
how are you so calm about this?!
Amaya: oh I'm not, talking would just make me panic more ^w^
''sometimes just thinking makes me panic''
Emma: behind here now, come -she pulls an teachers desk away from the wall so you can get under it-
speed walks aver there
Amaya: -already under the desk-
Emma: -pushes the desk against the wall slightly trapping you in there- now once you hear footsteps come in here dont breathe, dont blink, dont- in fact dont do a single thing at all. . . -she goes in the closet-
