You disable the battery powered alarm clock on the second beep and waist no time getting ready. You wear the same get-up as usually: striped polo tee joined with a pair of jeans as over wide in the hips as they are overly narrow at the ankles. Mismatching socks are clearly visible rumpled above your anachronistic foot wear.
You slip your prized ray gun into your pocket and holster your back pack. Usually brimming with books, its now empty except for a roll of duct tape. You'll need all the space you can get in there if things go to plan.
Beyond the treeline the school looks to be functioning as per usual its heady students no doubt unaware of their destiny as her own personal play things. Your research into the gym schedules seems to have paid off -- not so much as a jogger on the athletic fields. The parking lot to is empty as you cross save for a couple of 'stoners' catching a buzz behind then dumpsters.
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