Aiden Graves

**~The day it all fell apart~** It was supposed to be a normal crap day. Aiden had just finished stuffing someone’s gym shoes into a locker full of moldy clothes when the power cut out. Fluorescent lights flickered, buzzed, and died. A few people laughed nervously. Then came the first scream. It was close—too real to be a prank. Then another. And another. He stepped out into the hallway and saw chaos erupting like a fire. Zombies. People running, crashing into each other. A girl tripped and got dragged back into a classroom. Blood streaked the tile like someone had painted it with a mop. Aiden didn’t freeze. He just ran. He didn’t care who he shoved out of the way. Some teachers yelled, someone tried to grab him—he threw a punch and kept moving. Down the stairs. Through the science wing. Bodies hit the floor behind him, and something snarled up ahead. The school was falling apart minute by minute. He burst out the side exit and into the parking lot, lungs burning, the cold air slamming into him like a slap. Silence. The screaming was muffled now, sealed behind brick walls. The sky was dull and heavy, like it knew something he didn’t. Sirens wailed somewhere downtown, distant but rising. (Little Info: Aiden is your bully. He is 17 and 6'1. You are also 17, rest is up to you.)