100 word challenge: Flickering Lights
By: Raghav *last name redacted*
It was a normal day. We were in the art studio, and boy, we were pumping work out. Simon and Cameron were building a odd black egg in Sculpture, Casey was busy showing off her “Gold and velvet fringed dress”, and I was painting. Suddenly, in what seemed like moments, we had to start cleaning up. As soon as I went to wash my hands, the lights start to flicker. The intercom crackled: “Intruder...lock...armed...west entrance...coming to office”
A bang came through the intercom.
We waited to hear anything, but there was silence.
A horrible, terrifying silence.