Breath. One, two. Deep, panting breaths. One, three, four.

  "What... what have I done?"Eric clutched Kasey's shoulders. "Hey! ... Hey!"She was not moving. Eric retreated, hesitating. Checking every corner. His tablet, on the ground, its screen intact. The hallway, empty. Through the windows, nobody to be seen. The cafeteria, deserted still.

  He gathered his belongings in a rush, and put himself to a sprint of complete fear.But he stopped, no more than a step into the getaway.

  "They'll find my fingerprints on her.""They'll notice I skipped class.""Someone will see me leave."

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  Eric froze in place, shivering, quivering, like a jumbling mess of gelatin. He pulled himself back to the table and flipped Kasey face up. Her eyes were closed. Her forehead was bloody, and her arms were limp.

  With a storm in his lungs, heart and ears, Eric held his breath to listen...

  She was breathing.

  "Oh, thank God. Thank all that's holy. Oh God. Oh Jesus Christ."Eric grabbed Kasey from the hips and sat her on the table, throwing her arms on his shoulders.

  "What do I...? What do I do now?"She was not waking up.

  Step. Step step. Step step step.

  OH GOD. Pure terror pierced Eric's body, from his spine to the bones in his toes.Someone was coming. Someone was coming! "I... I..." Need to do something! - he wanted to say, but he couldn't.

  "WHAT DO I...!?"