While they made their way through the hall, Delilah couldn't help but chuckle nervously at Aaron. At least he was staying positive. 

It wasn't long before they reached the office door. Again, Aaron spoke up, and Delilah turned to him. She placed her hand on his shoulder and squeezed it, reassuringly. [color=ec008c]"You're not going to die. You're going to make it out."[/color] She then looked at Eugene. [color=ec008c]"We all are."[/color]

With that being said, Delilah took a deep breath and reached for the handle. Turning it, she raised her knife up, then pushed the door open. She gasped suddenly and stepped back, right into Eugene. He was in there.

Sitting in the principles chair was the killer. What appeared to be a man in some crazy clown mask. There was blood splattered on it. He just sat there, staring at the three of them. Then, he lifted his knife and tapped the top of it on Delilah's phone. 

She couldn't move. Delilah just stared, wide eyed and terrified. Suddenly, he stood up. So quick it knocked the chair over. It scared Delilah and made her jump, gasping again. It knocked he out of her daze. [color=ec008c]"Run, run, run."[/color] She whispered harshly as she pushed the two guys backwards.

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