The Book by Jessica T.
The gunshot rings out in the air. I hear his footsteps and realize he is just two floors away. The footsteps come closer and closer. I know I need to get out of here but the door he is heading towards is the only exit. I frantically look around the dark, empty room and see an old bookcase built into the wall. It’s a long shot, but it’s my only option.
I immediately start pulling books off the shelves. I’m down to the last several when I hear the door handle turn. I look around desperately for something to defend myself with. My eyes land on a knife. I quickly grab it just as the door opens. He walks in, weaponless, and closes the door. For a moment I am stuck, and confused. I think to myself: ‘where did the gunshot come from?’
Then I see his hand slowly reaching down into his pocket, where the faint outline of an object lies. I fling the knife in my hand towards him. He looks at me as the knife speeds towards him. The knife comes down, missing him by inches, and he takes off.
My team and I spend a while looking for him. How far could he have gone? A figure darts across the road adjacent to us, and into an alley. I motion for my team to follow me and slowly creep towards where the figure dashed into. At the end of the alley where he turns the corner, I split my team in half and direct one to go around the street while I get the other to follow me to the other end of the alley. We meet in the middle realizing he must have gone into one of the buildings. We stand there for a moment wondering what we should do when I see the slightest movement out of the corner of my eye.
I motion for my team to slowly follow me, and after slowly creeping towards him, we finally get a good look at him for the first time…
It’s my best friend Mark.
Amongst the shock, he quickly explains how he was trying to get a book from the shelf in the room and thought I was trying to stop him. Sometimes things aren’t always as they seem.