The next five minutes were the most surreal minutes of my life.
The whole once silent room filled with neatly arranged books and tables was now turned to debris.
In the five minutes, every self in there was lying on one another like dominos, books littering around with pages torn.
The girls once so proud and full of smiles were lying unconscious in the corners of the room, being thrown to the wall, each sporting broken limbs and arms, they are alive that's all I managed to limit myself.
I was panting with hot tears rushing to my eyes, my body shaking at the sight in front of me.
Dahlia wanted their blood, wanted them dead so bad and I'm trying so hard not to let her.
The door behind me slammed open and people burst in, gasping at the scene in front of them.
Damien, Nat, Tate and Tit
