You dash out of the field into a baseball diamond and then into a school. Your foot steps echo off the walls. Narrow halls. You run to a class room and look in. The place is in shambles. Blood smeared all over the chalk board. Several children trapped behind the locked door make wounded bird cries as they strain to get at you.
"What the fuck is happening here?" You scream as you back away from the door. You hear running footsteps round the corner of the hall. You don't look back you sprint out of there. Across a lonesome play ground and across the road onto the lawn of a house. Then you look back. No one to be seen, for now.