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[color=indianred]Becker[/color][/h2][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/3fde3f2372a8f556f6d9b845533cfd7b/tumblr_inline_pmhiz02Frr1snxgfy_400.gif[/img]

[i]Location: School
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Becker gave a quick nod at Dave's response on her phone, appreciating his effort to keep her in the loop. She followed Kaitlyn into the school, taking in the chaotic scene of discarded belongings and papers scattered everywhere. The sight made her uneasy; it was like something out of a disaster movie.

[color=indianred]"Sounds like a plan,"[/color] Becker replied to Kaitlyn, trying to focus on the task at hand. [color=indianred]"We'll cover more ground that way."[/color]

As they moved down the hallway, Becker's ears caught a faint groaning sound coming from one of the nearby classrooms. Her instincts kicked in, and she slowed her pace, stopping in front of the classroom door.

[color=indianred]"Hold up,"[/color] Becker said quietly, gesturing to Kaitlyn to stop. She took a cautious step closer to the door, peering through the window to assess the situation inside. Her heart pounded in her chest, knowing they needed to be ready for anything. [color=indianred]"I hear something in here. Let's be careful."[/color]

She reached for the doorknob, her hand steady despite the adrenaline coursing through her veins, and glanced at Kaitlyn, signaling that she was about to open the door. With a deep breath, she slowly pushed it open, ready to deal with whatever—or whoever—was inside.