Tyler sat down outside the room while doctors did some tests. He held his phone in his hand, debating. He called the school and told them where he was and what had happened. After a few sympathetic words, he hung up and sighed.
Michael couldn't help but agree. It seemed that everyone needed to get steam out - but that also was the best thing either. No doubt people would be hurt, people would start taking sides...he'd seen enough horror movies to know how this went...
Someone's got to step up, he thought to himself. Someone needs to lead, someone has to get everyone's respect. "I don't know..." He said quietly. "Try to calm everyone down?"
He shook his head. "Yeah. It's...pretty bad. But if the adults are gone then I know that it didn't flatten anybody." He tried to put the 'happiness' into his voice.
The doctor came back in. He talked to Tyler about numbers, figures, probabilities, stuff to worry about, stuff to be hopeful for. He should plan ahead, prepare or the worst. At his age, he could legally live by himself, yadayadayada. Tyler came in and out of the conversation. He didn't want to...
Dahlia smirked, her eyes narrowing in a mischievous way. "We shall." She began to walk with him.
The sides of Michael's mouth twitched into into a smile. "If only it weren't this tragic..." He said, looking around. "Everything is just so...chaotic."
"So, far yes." Dahlia began to walk out of the classroom but stopped in front of Bryce. "But someone has got to step up and take control - that's us. And we'll take control there, too." She said gesturing towards Perdido. "But first we must assemble the forces, and see what we can do." (Not...
"I tried that with a rock." Michael retorted. "And it's not a rock anymore - it's dust. Actually, not even that. It's nothing. It's just gone." He looked at the wall yet again, marveling at its enormous size. "How the heck does this get here in under a second..."
Dahlia made an in satisfied...
Tyler was led into the ICU, where he went into the recovery room. He sat down on a chair and took his moms hand from where she was laying. "Don't do this to me now, mom...." He whispered.
Footsteps slowed towards him and he finally looked up and stood. The doctor murmured something slowly to him and he tried to understand. A huge wave of relief went over him as he was told that everything had gone ok - but dread filled his heart again at the next thing the doctor said.
Dahlia opened the window in the classroom, hearing yelling from Perdido. She looked around, noticing a wall that seemed to envelop the entire area. She then turned back to the class, examining the few people that were left besides Jesse. "You," she said to a boy who had been sitting there...
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Tyler was sitting in a chair in the waiting room. His hands were clasped together tightly, and he was biting his lip. They had been there for hours, longer then his mom would say it would take. Every time he heard footsteps he'd look up, but the person would only walk by. He stared down at the...
Tyler stood still for a second but nodded slowly. "Right, yes of course." He shook his head. "See you tomorrow." He exited, grabbing his skateboard on the way. "Thank you, Mrs. Kay!"