Another Day - Chapter 5

Nobody moved. The gun pointed at each of their faces was enough to stop them all in their tracks. Looking at the policeman, the terror on the people's faces was enough to convey the sense that he was now in control.

"Listen up! You all do what I say, when I say it. I don't care if you don't think you can't do it, because if fail, you there will be consequences." He said, his voice stern and strict.

"Now you listen to me mister, I don't care who you think you are; we've all just been through hell. We had to set up his place ourselves so if other people arrived then we could help them. What makes you think you can come in here and do what you like?" Pamela said.

*BANG!*

Pamela fell to the floor, her eyes wide and her face in shock. That was the expression she died with. The policeman had shot her point blank in the temple.

"The bitch was stupid enough to disobey me. Anybody else want to die or have you all learnt a lesson?"

An incomprehensible atmosphere entered the room. It was a mixture of hatred, terror and confusion. No one was quite sure what they were supposed to do. Some wanted attack the officer but sense took over. If they did, they'd end up just like Pamela.

Daniel took the chance to hide the crowbar whilst the officer was nudging Pamela's body, checking to see if she was really dead or just fatally wounded. They might need it sometime later.

"Now here are the rules, if I ask for food, you bring me food. If I ask for a drink, you bring me a drink. And ladies, if I ask for "special time", you damn sure better give me something good." He said in a demanding tone. He wasn't messing around, the man knew what wanted and he was going to get it.

One girl started to cry, she wanted no part of what the policeman was demanding she and the other girls give him. The officer approached her.

"In fact, you're rather pretty. You can be the first to give me some sugar when I want some." His laugh signed that he was truly a devil in human form.

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It was now sometime during the night, the exact time wasn't easy specify, the blast had stopped all the clocks at 11:27 AM. The day was a hard one. The policeman had forced the other survivors to prepare a room for him to sleep in. When he was told that they were having trouble finding something for him to sleep on, he punched the boy who told him and replied "Then look harder".

While the officer took a trip to the toilet, taking a survivor with him in case the others tried to do anything, Shannon went over to talk to Daniel, whose face still remain struck with a great sadness.

"Daniel, we need to talk." She said, her voice indicating she meant business.

"Oh, ok... what about?" he answered.

"It's about your brother; you need to talk to me about him."

Daniel said nothing, his mind stopping him once again.

"Daniel, you can't blame yourself for what happened. If you hadn't been there, he would have died alone. At least with you there he got to see a friendly face again and he got a proper burial. At the moment, I'd say he got a luxury compared to most other people in this god forsaken world."

"It's not that... I just want to see him again" Daniel replied, his eyes watering. Shannon started to hug him, comforting him. He had finally come to terms with his demons. Now that he finally felt that his brother was at peace, Daniel could become more focused on the task at hand.

Meanwhile, Shaun and Jasmine were talking.

"Shaun?" Jasmine asked.

"Yes Jas?" Shaun replied, confusion in his tone. Though they were friends, Shaun and Jasmine had never really had extended interaction between each other. The only time they really had was when Jasmine had pinned Shaun's head to a table in this very room for calling Yu Kanda from D.Gray-Man a gay. Other than that, the two really didn't talk to each other.

"Do you think we'll ever get through this?"

"... I don't know... I hope so."

"... Do you think we'll ever see our families again?"

"... One day, after all this is over, we'll see them again."

"... Damn, I thought I might have got rid of them!" she replied, laughing for the first time since this ordeal.

"Yeah! Me too!" Shaun joked, the both of them now laughing like hyenas.

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It was now morning, the policeman came out of his room, holding the same hostage he had took with him into the bathroom. He released him from the handcuffs he had put on him to make sure that he didn't try to do anything to him during the night. He went into the backroom of the student, got two pans that the staff used for making toasties when the toaster was broken and started hitting them together, waking everybody up. Chris awoke, hoping that everything that happened yesterday was all a dream and that he was still in the men toilets in the science block where he had been during the blast. Unfortunately, the policeman standing behind the counter indicated it wasn't.

"Listen up, I want something to drink" he barked.

"There are drinks right there" Sarah said "What's wrong with those?"

"I'll tell you what wrong with them" He replied, walking over to her and grabbing her by the hair "THEIR NOT WHAT I FUCKING WANT! YOU HEAR ME! DO YOU!?!?!"

"LEAVE HER ALONE!" Shouted Craig, trying to take command over the situation.

"Or what? What are you going to do about? Huh?"

Noticing Craig's arm was in a sling, he let go of Sarah and threw Craig into the wall, his left arm sending what felt like an inferno of pain up to his shoulder. Craig screamed in agony.

"Now I want a bottle of orange juice. I hope to god you have a real canteen in this place because if I don't get that orange juice, I'm gonna be really pissed off. And you all know what happens when I'm pissed off."

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It took the group ten minutes to decide who would go to the canteen. No one wanted to stay in the room with the psycho. Deciding by games of rock, paper, scissors, the group turned into Kassi, Chris and the crying girl, who everyone had purposely lost against knowing that five minutes more with the man would drive her to insanity. As they approached the canteen, Kassi started to announce a plan of action.

"If we're going to the canteen, we should try and find a knife. Something that we can conceal up our sleeves so he doesn't see it till the last second!"

"Ok, you too try and find a bottle of orange juice and I'll take it to him. When I get close enough, I'll grab the knife from sleeve and stab him in the neck." Chris replied "The vest he's wearing is a stab-proof vest; I've seen them in public services lessons."

"Sounds like a good idea."

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As the trio returned from the canteen, Chris and Kassi's plan was in action. They were walking along the corridor, checking all the pieces were good. The knife, five and a half inches long, was up Chris' sleeve. The bottle of orange juice was in hand.

"So far, so good" Chris thought as they entered the student centre. The policeman was sitting on a chair directly facing the entrance.

"Well I see you found my OJ then. Good. Bring it over here" he said.

As Chris started to walk, he felt the knife slip out of his sleeve and clatter on the floor.

"You little shit!" The policeman remarked, shooting Chris in the side of the leg, making him fall the ground.  Chris screamed in pain. "I'll make you regret trying to kill me you piece of crap!"

The policeman took aim at his head. It was just then that Craig jumped in the way, grabbing the pistol and the officer's wrist. A second gunshot was fired. The bullet hit Craig directly in the chest. After the gunshot had fired, the officer screamed in pain. Daniel had him in the eye with the curved end of the crowbar. His screams of pain were soon silenced when Daniel started to repeatedly hit him in the head until he was silent.

Daniel turned around, everyone was crowded around Craig. Sarah had lent him against the wall. He knew he was going to die; the wound was too fatal for even the strongest of men to survive. Craig stopped squirming in pain, accepting his fate.

"What a way to go. I always knew it would be something dramatic but I never thought I would be shot" he said, his voice calm and accepting. Craig then close his eyes, Shaun checked his pulse. He was at rest.

"What do we do now?" Shannon asked Daniel.

"We give them a proper burial. Pamela, Jake and Craig. Then we throw that policeman's into the skip outside."

"And after that?"

"We try and survive, wait and see if anybody else has survived."