Idea of the Day-The Greys

The Greys (Story Idea)
At Shepard Academy, one of the biggest middle schools in southern California, people are freezing up. Literally, they seem to stop moving through time and space. They just...stop.
But it only lasts for ten seconds at a time.
It all started when Tessa Seer was reading the safety procedures in Mrs. Belring's classroom. She went down the list:
Tornadoes
Fire
Gas Leak
Lockdown
Earthquake
Alien Invasion
When she hit the last one, she thought she was hallucinating. She pulled out the folder and opened it. The only words on the page read:

RUN. WHATEVER YOU DO, WHATEVER YOU THINK ABOUT DOING, JUST RUN. DON'T LOOK BACK. GET AS FAR AWAY AS YOU CAN. RUN.

She shakily put the folder back, leaving the classroom as the bell snapped her out of her thoughts. 
In the bustling hallways, she sped to her locker, avoiding eye contact with anyone. As she unlocked her combination, she took notice of Harold, the new kid, chasing his pen around the floor as it got kicked around by busy feet. He tried to dodge other people, but kept getting thrown around. And then he stood up and looked around, to make sure that no one was watching. Outstretching his arm, he took a deep breath in, and the pen flew from the floor into his hand. Like a tape of someone throwing it being rewound, it just leaped off the tiles into his fingers. Tessa, not caring if this was an invasion or not, ran. She ran hard. She threw her binder on the ground and pushed her way through the halls, down the stairs, and to the front doors. 
But they wouldn't budge. 
She slammed hard against them, feeling like she was going to die. No one came to see what was the matter, no one even seemed to hear her screams. All she knew was one thing:
They were locked in.

I will likely post small excerpts from this soon. It will be transferred to first person narrative.


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