Then we both just stood frozen to the spot to watch as ceiling collapsed under the weight of the damaged second floor, which kind of gave me the impression of dominoes for some strange reason.

Soon all the concrete that held the school up will come crumbling on us. Any last words from me? Not that I could think of.

This is gonna hurt. Seth thought as the chunks finally began burying us.

And I quite frankly thought we were all dead.

Dead.

But instead I began coughing dust out. “Seth?” I rasped, “Seth?”

I’m here. You okay?

I evaluated my condition. Everything was fine except for the fact my head was in some pain. “I’m fine.”

I am too. Survived thanks to a pocket-like thing here. I’m gonna crawl over to you.

“N-” I tried protesting, but he was already beginning to crawl. I felt slighty dizzy.

“So how’s my head?” I asked. He looked back and all I heard was, Oh shit, this doesn’t look good.

The dizziness was getting worse, “Seth? What’s wrong?”

Then darkness took me.