"You have 90 seconds to hide. If you are found, you die. Good luck."

Shocked whispers irrupted through the corridor

"90 seconds?"

"When has it ever been 90 seconds."

She slipped away from the panicking croud through a side door.

This was the third drill this week. With each one, the time they are given shortens.

She glimpsed a familiar figure skirting away to her right. Dillin gave her a quick nod as he vanished through another doorway. At least he had the sense to run.

The sound of the crowd faded behind her as she aimed straight for her regular hiding spot. So many people are going to die today. She could already smell the blood.

She spared the timer a glance as she rushed by.

28 seconds.

she kicked the trap door open with her foot and swung herself down the hole just as the timer ticked down to 10.

She crouched down in the dark, heart racing. She was certain this will be their last drill, because after this, there will be hardly any of them left. She closed her eyes, bracing for the enevetable.

A second later, the screams started. .