Miss Noel: Well according to my watch its 7 o clock now.
Jack: Great just how I pictured today going, me crawling through an air vent at my destroyed school by 7 o clock at night.
Sarah: When does this vent end?
Thomas: When discrimination to gingers ends no doubt.
Sarah: Knowing our luck you're probably right.
Gordon: (Ultimate Camp Fan Boy moment) OH MY GAWD GUYS YOU KNOW LIKE SECRETLY I ALWAYS LIKE WANTED TO CRAWL INTO AN AIR VENT LIKE THEY DO IN ALL THOSE ROMANTIC COMEDY FILMS I USED TO WATCH AND WE CAN GET CLOSE TO EACH OTHER AND SNUGGLE UP AND CONFESS OUR FEELINGS WHILE ESCAPING THE ENEMY, IT'S JUST LIKE AN OH MY GAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M HERE SITUATION!
(You may now proceed to WTF the whole situation)
Aaron: Gordon what the fuck was that?
Gordon: Err, I was high, didn't know what I was saying.
Mrs Conrad: And yet you're clean and sober again in seconds.
Gordon: It's err… a fast working drug.
Mrs Conrad: Of course it is *note the sarcasm*
Thomas: And where on earth would you find a romantic comedy movie where people are cramped in an air vent?
Gordon: What? I don't really watch Romantic comedies god are you high or something?
Sarah: Does the Word Hypocrite ring a bell?
Lucy: Guys let's save our breath I'm exhausted.
George: I have a stitch.
Chelsea: I think… I have a cramp…
Thomas: Well there's a shock… considering it though I do too…
Mrs Conrad: Seriously how long is this accursed air vent!
Thomas: Hang on Sanjay is your phone working?
Sanjay: No all our phones are broken, destroyed in the explosion, or else we would have been able to contact our families and tell them were safe.
Thomas: Okay so we don't have the phone calculator.
Chantelle: There's a calculator on a phone!
Thomas: Yes, although I expect you've never seen it.
Chantelle: I was busy on other things.
Asif: I'll bet.
Thomas: So I'm doing the math, were injured, weary we have been in the vent for hours but the school can't be that long, so hang on.... that's it!
Mr Redwood: What's-it?
Thomas: We have been crawling in circles for hours.
Everyone: OH GREAT!
Lucy: So how do we get out of this duct?
Thomas: That's it; the Black Crest's must have seen us crawl into the vent and blocked all the exits with rubble no wonder we can't find a way out.
George: OH MY GOD!
Thomas: I know it's terrible.
George: Not that, I'm shocked the Black Crest's have actually thought that far ahead.
Rhys: Me too.
Dean: Now what?
Thomas: We go back to where we started get out and then re-route find a way to the car park.
Florence: You know it's a good thing they didn't follow us into the vent on the one way in, or else we would have been so screwed.
Florence: What? (They suddenly hear voices)
Black Crest Girl: THEY WENT DOWN HERE!
Rhys: WELL DONE!
Florence: What did I do!?
George: You jinxed us.
Mrs Conrad: Somebody better think of something and think fast.
(All eyes find Thomas)
Thomas: We could bang on the floor of the duct and since the school is already destroyed we may collapse into an empty classroom.
Mrs Conrad: EVERYONE BANG NOW!
Chantelle: Ryan get over here!
Sanjay: NOT LIKE THAT!
Ryan: Were still banging the floor aren't we? I doe see the problem.
Thomas: EVERYONE BANG HARDER!
Gordon: WERE ALL GONNA DIE!
Aaron: YA DIZZY FAM! GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!
Thomas: THERE HERE!
(The Black Crest’s grab Dean and Elliot and drag them away, just as the vent collapses into a room full of seriously hard members of the Crestor Crew)
Jack: Oh this is spectacular *Note the sarcasm*
Miss Noel: EVERYONE RUN!
(They all do and they all escape and hide underneath an empty staircase, Caroline is caught after trying to fight the fat red headed black crest girl that killed Charlie, Charmaine is also caught after trying the same thing and Sanjay is dragged away after trying to flee).
Miss Noel: Whose still here?
(Mrs Conrad, Miss Noel, Mr Redwood, George, Lucy, Thomas, Rhys, Sarah, Asif, Aaron, Gordon, Ryan, Chantelle and Chelsea remain)
Mrs Conrad: Great only 14 of us left.
Chelsea: 14 is after 13 right.
(Everyone is in shock to say the very least)
Sarah: Chelsea you just… just… COUNTED!
Chelsea: I know and I feel a weird feeling near to this red stuff, I don't like it.
George: Oh my God, Chelsea can now feel pain!
(Gasps all round)
Mrs Conrad: Great, we have now lost our human shield of immortality.
Jack: The day just gets better and better…
Florence: At least were not…
Everyone: DON'T EVEN SAY IT!
Florence: God, not allowed to say anything.
Sarah: You've said enough.
Mrs Conrad: Well the Black Crestor's are blocking the way, their not moving.
Chelsea: I'm tired (yawns)
George: You've learnt to feel that as well.
Mrs Conrad: Fine we'll take turns keeping guard and then tomorrow we'll get to the Car Park and get out of here.
Miss Noel: I hope tomorrow is not too late.
Mrs Conrad: It won't be, they need us first, we keep hidden they stay alive; get ready for a bumpy night my inferior beings.
Gordon: (whimpering) But... I don't like the dark…