Yelping, as a rabid girl came over and tried to bite him, he pushed himself out his desk and pushed her away; trying to get to the door, but before he could make it there she jumped on his back and began pounding his head in with her meat cleavers. Screaming Steve fell to the ground with the thing on top of him. Rolling he tried to get away again, only to be hit with a 5lb history book.

Eyes rolling back, he lost conciseness. Spiraling in his dream he saw disturbing images of that made him snap back awake drenched in sweat. Shaking he rose to his feet, feeling something hard in his hand; he unclenched it, instantly reeling back and throwing the bloody stump of an ear away. Crying he realized that he had blood all over his hands and chest. Back pedaling, in a daze he tripped over himself, and landed hard against the wall at the back of the class room.

The girl that attacked him was lying unconscious with no ear; heaving, he threw up on his pants and hands as he tried to stifle his puking. Sobbing he curled into a ball, his eyes burning horrendously. Heaving one more time, he passed out at the sight of his own teeth falling out in the spew. Going into shock he laid still quivering slightly as his eyes rolled back into his head, eyelids closing.

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