10
The door crashed, smacking against the cement block wall of his dorm room and ripping him from a dreamless sleep. His heart thudded in his ears as he jolted up, his eyes wide.
“What?”
“Silence!” a male voice snapped.
Three figures entered Austin’s dorm room. They thrust a thick fabric over his face. The garment blocked out light from the hallway. He took deep breaths, the fabric clinging to his mouth every time he inhaled. He sensed the three figures standing in front of him as he sat at the edge of his bed. His fingers gripped the mattress, balling the blankets into his fists. It had happened. These men were removing him from campus. He had failed.
“Good,” a deep voice broke the silence. “You were smart enough not to speak. Well done.”
Two pairs of hands gripped him under the arm
