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Allen Carraway

"I'm not here to kiss booboos- come back when you actually need a medic."

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a character in “Black Out”, as played by usernamesareadrag

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Face Claim: Ben Whishaw

Name: Allen Carraway

Age: 17

Likes: Sleeping in, reading, and frozen yogurt of almost any flavor. There's really nothing he likes more than having the day off school and curling up in his bed with a good book(the taste being relative; he finds medical texts fascinating) or, given a lack of books or anything interesting on his electronic book-reader, his laptop open to the internet. Really, he's a fan of just about any day he has off school and can spend lazing about. He's also a fan of comedy and loves to laugh, even if his sense of humor can be a bit.. off.

Dislikes: He hates getting up early, having to do actual work, and asparagus(not that important, but he really does loathe it). Allen is also not a fan of big crowds- he's not incredibly popular and there's nothing worse than being alone while surrounded by people. Peppy people and extreme optimists make him gag and people with huge egos will irritate him to no end.

Fears: He's afraid of several normal things- drowning, extreme heights(well, more of falling from said heights), and being stuck in this God-forsaken school for much longer. On a more personal note, he'd terrified of letting people down and, so, doesn't try. You can't let people down if they don't have any expectations to begin with. However, he is most assuredly not afraid of the dark or what it might contain.
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Personality: Allen is the one person that (human)teachers hate most- the lazy smart kid. Oh, sure, he knows the answers on tests and in class activities, but Heaven forbid he actually do his work outside of class. He's not the most social person, having such a hard time striking up conversation that he's simply given up. Allen is also rather blunt, not one to sugar-coat things in most any situation and his sarcasm has been known to get on people's nerves. But he can be a nice guy when he gets off of his lazy butt and is genuinely dedicated to helping people, even if it doesn't seem like it.

History: Allen came from a relatively normal family- his parents are both incredibly smart, working to design the very robots that teach children the world over, and encouraged him from a young age to begin learning all that he could, spending a large chunk of his childhood parked in front of the computer, an educational show on television, or a book. This led to his social skills being a bit off and a lack of childhood friends. However, he does have an older brother who is absolutely well-adjusted, a young, popular police officer. They have a very close relationship with Max, his older brother, attempting to force him to socialize and be active and Allen likewise tempting his older brother to stay indoors and laze around. One major event that took place in his childhood was when his older brother caught a serious case of pneumonia. After seeing his brother be brought back from the brink of death, Allen decided on his life goal of becoming a doctor.
Highschool hasn't been kind to him- he has almost no friends, his social life is non-existant, and he's generally irritated by the students around him. Not that he's very upset about it- until now he's been perfectly content to sit by himself at lunch or read a book in lieu of socializing. Despite his innate awkwardness and complete lack of popularity, his lack of reaction and ability to stay closer to robot teachers during breaks has helped him keep from being bullied too terribly. But when he strayed from the relative safety of the classroom, it was a dangerous world out there. After all, most people like to pick on if not just gossip about the awkward gangly kid without any friends.

Crushes: N/A

Room: N/A

Other: Against all expectations, Allen is actually quite talented on the piano, but Heaven forbid you actually ask him to perform when he doesn't want to.

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So begins...

Allen Carraway's Story

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Tap, tap, tap tap, tappity tap... The sounds of fingers typing on a keyboard intermingled with the robotic teacher's monotone lecture. Added with the whispers in the back of the room as off-track students took advantage of class as a social time and the occasional beeps from where someone forgot to turn off their sound before browsing the web in lieu of listening to the lecture made the typical soundtrack of Allen's school day. His fingers were a blur over the keyboard, typing out his notes with practiced ease that all the children in this school had. There were no spiral notebooks, no mechanical pencils with shoddy erasers that squeaked when they touched paper- everyone in his class had a tablet or laptop open before them. Which was, he mused, for the best. Why use something as old fashioned as pens and paper? That's what his grandparents had used in school, thanks.

The first thing that Allen noticed when the lights flickered unsteadily into darkness was not the lack of light. No, it was the sound of their teacher's vocal programming disappearing from the usual orchestra of classroom noise. His typing faltered as some of the other students giggled, but he didn't let it worry him as the lights returned and the robot began to continue with the lesson. There were blackouts every once in a while- not very often, but they were unavoidable. It could have been faulty wiring or maybe a downed power line, maybe even a overload of power in the mainframe. Whatever it was, it was over now, he decided, eyes falling back onto his computer screen.

Which was when, of course, the lights went out again. However, this time, they stayed out, blanketing the school in darkness. His laptop, charged as it was, cast an eerie glow over his face, painting him like a beacon of light in the darkness as he waited. And waited. And then waited some more, but the power stubbornly refused to come back on. There were screams now- not from his classroom, but from the halls as students stuck outside panicked like small children. Well, there probably were some small children out there, but that was no excuse. No, inside his classroom, it was the nervous whispers of friends finding one another, grabbing onto familiar forms int he darkness to stave off the fear of the dark, but mostly of the electricity failing them. What could they do without electricity? Nothing.

But Allen had no one to grab onto, no friends to whisper anxiously to. Instead, he closed his laptop with a snap, eyes slowly adjusting from the sudden change of light from the glow of his computer screen to the darkness surrounding him. He could make out forms at first- the teacher paused mid-lecture, metal body frozen like an ancient statue. Then there were the shadowed forms of his classmates at their desks, some beginning to move around nervously in their seats, unsure as to what to do. He waited for another moment, but, as panic began to increase (he could hear someone beside him, a girl whose name he'd never bothered to learn, whispering to herself "Oh God, oh God...") the realization dawned on him that this wasn't a typical blackout. This was like a nightmare and everything was about ready to go to Hell.

He got to his feet, slipping his laptop into his schoolbag and hefting it over his shoulder. Time to exit stage right, he thought wryly, walking towards the door amidst the whispers, the growing hysteria. The best thing he could do right now, he rationalized, was to get the Hell out of this school. Surely they'd all be allowed to go home, given the circumstances, and he didn't really want to be stuck with a bunch of children and teenagers when they were freaking out. He had some sense of self-preservation, after all.

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Elise Fleane
Someone was getting up beside me. Who sat there again? A girl? No, the figure that was walking away was male. I could just barley make out the shapes of my fellow students but my eyes were adjusting. The boy (Alex? Austin?) was leaving the classroom. Quickly I scooped up her tablet and followed. It was a good idea to leave the classroom. I needed to find my brother and get out of the school. The only problem was the darkness that my eyes couldn't quite fully adjust to. This would make it difficult to find Cal.

So instead I pretty much stalked the boy who sat next to me. Finally I had the courage to call out. "Alex?" As soon as it left my mouth I knew it was wrong. I flushed and tried again "I mean, uh, Allen?" That sounded about right so I continued . "Do you happen to know which hallway we're in?" As I said it I ran into an object. A curse flew out of my mouth and my butt hit the cold floor. My tablet clattered somewhere next to me.

My hand felt around for it until finally I placed my fingers on its cool surface. There didn't seem to be any serious damage. I found a sigh of relief escaping my lips. Getting up I listened. Only silence greeted my ears. "Hello?" I tried. I dearly hoped the boy hadn't left me alone.

Caliber Fleane

A scream snapped me out of my almost hysteria and suddenly a warm, small hand was on my back. A female voice spoke to me in a calming tone and for a second I felt myself relaxing. What the hell was I doing? I smacked the hand away, gently but with enough force so that they wouldn't bother to touch me again, and stood. The voice had inquired my name and class but I didn't bother answering. I didn't want the whole freaking school to know I was afraid of the dark. Instead I said, " I'm fine, I don't need help. I was just taking a breather." My own voice was sharp and it cut through the darkness quickly reaching it's target. I was glad it was dark. That way they didn't know who I was or what I looked like. Then again I didn't know that about them either.

Suddenly a crash came from further down one of the hallways. After a lot of cursing an easily recognizable voice called out. My sisters voice. Oh crap. I hoped the boy and girl would stay quiet. Shut up, I willed, shut up shut up shut up!

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Allen was fine with not acknowledging the straggler he'd inadvertently picked up while exiting the classroom, carefully making his way down the darkened halls. Really, he'd just hoped that if he ignored her for long enough then she'd leave and he could be off on his merry way. That hope was, however, dashed, at her clumsy attempt to remember his name. Well, at least she knew it on the second guess- he had no idea what her name was even if they sat next to each other in class.

"Yes, it's Allen. And I've no id-" His response was cut off when she ran into...something? He couldn't quite make it out in the darkness, but whatever it was had obviously caused her to fall over and drop whatever she was carrying, a swear finding its way out.

"Still here," He said, prompted by her nervous 'Hello?'. That's when the screaming began. It was like an explosion of noise had hit the hallways and, even worse, it wasn't the entire school shrieking like banshees, oh, no. It was a select few people in the halls. There was someone shouting angrily, another shrieking for help.

"Oh, Lord," He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. But what else was he supposed to do? "Look, I'm going to check on whoever's asking for help. You can come or you can do whatever." With that small explanation to his classroom neighbor, he started to make his way towards the sound of the girl asking for help. Even in the dark, it wasn't very hard, her shouts drawing him towards her like a moth towards a flame.

"Calm down just a minute," He ordered with slight exasperation, raising his voice so she could hear him over the sound of her own voice. His eyes were adjusting now and he could see her- younger than he was, hopping like a madwoman on one leg as she guided herself against the wall. "I can't help if you're shouting and flailing around like that."

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Of course the kids weren’t quiet. The girl started screaming at me while the boy whimpered getting louder and louder and clinging to his… sister? I didn’t particularly care. I knew they were just trying to help but I didn’t want help. I rolled my eyes at the boy who was crying for dear life. Pretty immature. Ok so I was afraid of the dark too, but at least I wasn’t screaming. A small but welcoming light shone over us. I got up and looked over at the kids. They looked pretty young. I wondered what they were doing in the high school.
I looked over at the source of the light. There was a girl who looked about Elise’s age using her phone for light. Good idea I thought and produced my own phone from my jean pocket. The two kids were over there introducing themselves. I walked over to the small crowd holding my own light to help guide me over. “Hey,” I said. I tried to sound casual as if I hadn’t been deathly afraid just moments ago. The lights of the phones helped.
At the border of the two lights the darkness started again but I noticed three other shapes. One was my sister examining the object she had earlier bumped into. She didn’t seem to notice me. I hesitated. This was pretty serious so I wasn’t so sure about playing our little “game” of hide and go seek. Then she turned her head. “Cal?” She called. Great.
Elise Fleane.
I was relieved that Allen hadn’t left me behind. I could hear screams in pretty much all directions. It was scary to think about the darkness. The school sounded much like a horror film. At least someone has his head straight, I thought as Allen went to investigate a girl crying for help. I, meanwhile, examined the object I had run into. A light from some distance away helped me to determine that it was one of the robotic janitors. It was frozen as if someone had just pressed the pause button.
A little commotion to my right made me look to my right. There was a group of three, no four, people standing with their phones out. A familiar figure caught my eye. “Cal?” Yes it was Cal. Now we could get out of here. I started to walk to him until I met his icy glare. He didn’t want to go anywhere near me. “Hey Cal, we can get out of her now.” My voice softened. It was then that I realized there was a girl with two children practically hanging onto her. “Oh, uh, hey?” I said.

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Cara

I felt the young boy hold me. He was frightened. "Shh its gonna be okay." I said, giving the boy a reassuring hug. I guess the boy hated the dark... A lot. “Hi...I’m Nicole Johnson form class 21, and this is my brother Danny Johnson...from class 20...are there any other kids you’ve found?” the other young girl said. I shook my head. "I was on my way back to class when the lights came off... I didn't see anybody else..." I said. I watched as another boy produced light from his phone... He was closer to my age but still younger. “Hey.” The boy said. "Hello..." I said to him. “Cal?” a voice said. I turned and shoned some light on a girl. She looked about my age. “Hey Cal, we can get out of her now.” The girl asked. I watched as she saw the 2 children now. “Oh, uh, hey?” the girl said. "Escape would be nearly impossible... All of the exits are locked from the outside without the power... Were kind of stuck... I think we'll have to stay the night... We'll have to try and plan... I suggest we go see if there are any food supplies in the cafeteria and some people set up rooms for people to stay in." I say.

Samantha

"Calm down just a minute," a voice said, interrupting my calls for help. I felt relieved and continued hopping to where I heard footsteps. "My name is Samantha... I injured my foot when I tripped... It hurts badly." I call out into the darkness. Samantha could now make out a figure in the darkness. "I can't help if you're shouting and flailing around like that." A low voice said. It was a boy. "Oh I'm sorry... Its just the blackout... I didn't know if anyone would find me." I said, hopping over to the boy. I needed some crutches... I couldn't just hop around until my leg got better.

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Allen nodded slightly before, recalling that she probably couldn't see him, let out a little humming noise to say that, yes, he was listening. She seemed younger than him which wasn't all that surprising- he was in the older group of students, after all, in a school that even included eleven-year-olds. As she hopped closer- and, really, why was she still hopping? It wasn't like he was going to leave- he realized that she was shorter than him as well. Again, quelle surprise, he was taller than most people anyways.

"Oh I'm sorry... Its just the blackout... I didn't know if anyone would find me."

"Well, it's not like you're surrounded by rooms full of people," He said, the sarcasm slipping out as it tended to do when he was irritated, and this entire situation? It was beyond irritating. Lights out, panic on, doors probably locked. "Here, stop for a minute." He finally made the few steps towards her and took her by the arm to balance Samantha, acting as a human crutch. It was really more for his benefit than hers- if he was going to find out what was going on, find other people, or, better yet, find a way out, he couldn't very well do it as he waited for a girl hopping wobbly behind him.

"Hold onto me. We can find some other people and a place to look at your foot," He instructed bluntly, steadying her and helping her move towards the obvious group of people forming not far away.

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"Well, it's not like you're surrounded by rooms full of people," The boy said. I sensed his irritation. "Here, stop for a minute." he said and I did, Standing still next to the wall, leaning for support. I felt hands grab me, they felt rough, ones of a young man. He helped balance me and I used him as a sort of crutch, a support. "Hold onto me. We can find some other people and a place to look at your foot," he said. I nodded, although it probably didn't make a difference since he probably couldn't see me so I just said a quiet approval. We started to walk down the hall, towards voices.

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It was admittedly slow going, carting the younger girl around like a human crutch. His normally long stride was basically cut in half as he helped her hobble along, towards the voices. Allen had never been happier that the teenagers at this school were such chatterboxes- they never stopped talking the entire time he was making his way over to the growing group. There was a pair of cellphones as well which beaconed to him like a lighthouse, making the path clear. Even the girl from his class's soft attempt at an enthusiastic, "We’re over here" helped just a little bit.

As they got closer to the group, he could begin to make out people. There was that girl, of course, then another teenage girl, a boy probably a little younger than them, and two children( who were, in all likelihood, the ones who'd started the screaming). He wasn't quite sure what to say- a common problem for the socially awkward teen- as he stopped, still supporting the younger girl.

"She's hurt her foot," He said, more to the girl from his class, the only really familiar face, than to anyone else, nodding towards the girl he was supporting. "Is there some sort of plan?" It was by all means far from a friendly, 'How's everyone?' or even a sensible 'Is everyone all right?', but he didn't have the patience for shenanigans and small talk today. Well, he had even less patience than normal, and that was saying something.

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Nicole: i then turned back to the boy on the floor... "are you ready to accept a helping hand this time?" i ask holding my hand out, "i get it...youre trying to act tuff...but doing that..is only going to make things hard and youre goignm to get paranoid....trust me...if youre scared be scared....if youre happy be happy...it youre brave..be brave...dont pretend to be something youre not..."

Danny: i was still hiccuping, but i gently let go of the girl still clutching to her shirt but no longer hugging her...my eyes where open but i was staring at my feet, "thank you..." i whisper quietly. i then notice a group of kids is forming..

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Elise Fleane
I frowned when I saw Allen propping up the girl with his body. My brow furrowed and my lips dipped down in slight pout of concern. Was the girl injured? What if she had a broken leg or, even worse, was disabled? What if she needed a wheel chair? What if everyone else really WERE robots and this girl was short circuiting, or something? Or something, I told myself as I took a few deep breaths. I tended to have panic attacks and I hated myself for it. Usually I could control myself before anyone noticed, but sometimes I would actually start speaking allowed and, in bad cases, start screaming. My frown deepened when I realized my pills were still in my purse which was back in the classroom.

Allen’s voice brought me out of my thoughts when he told me the girl was injured and asked for a plan. I was glad for it since it brought my mind back around to the bigger problem; the Blackout, as I had deemed it in my head. I looked back at Allen, trying to look like I knew what I was doing. “Someone will have to care for her and if the injury is serious she should be taken to the hos- infirmary. I’m sure there are some bandages there.” I had almost said hospital before realizing that, one the injury probably wasn’t worthy of serious medical attention (Unless she had a broken bone) and two, the school was under lock down. Hoping everyone would ignore my slip up I continued with the “plan” that was more of Cara’s plan with me adding words.

“So far I think we’ve agreed to round all the students up. And I guess we have to stay overnight so we’ll need food and rooms. And the showers, if there are any, should still work, even without electricity.” I started to falter and finished with a lame, “So yeah.” I really wasn’t sure of the plan but it would all work out in the end, right?

Calliber Fleane
Now standing up the little girl seemed small and short. She turned to me and offered a hand which I supposed was figurative since I was already on my feet. “Are you ready to accept a helping hand this time?” She asked me. “I get it; your trying to act tough…” At that time my anger engulfed me and my hearing stopped for a moment. Who was she to tell me how I was trying to act? She was not me. She did not know me. She was not an aquatint, much less a friend. I did not need her little hand to help me up, figuratively or not. I much preferred my little shell, I lied to myself.
However she was still a little girl, even though I figured she probably didn’t want my pity. I remembered when I was younger, getting annoyed when an adult spoke to me as if I was a child. Okay, I was but still. Even so I forced a weak smile on my face. It probably turned out as more of a grimace, but whatever. “I’m fine.” I forced myself to speak “Thanks for the offer, though.” I walked casually away, closer to the group, as if nothing had ever happened.

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Nicole:

i just shook my head as the boy walked away from me...he may not be ready to accept help...but i can tell hes nice....when he wants to be...i walked over to Danny and wraped him in a hug my chin on his head...to tell you the truth....im actuly scared all the time....but...Danny freaks out enough when it comes to everything, so i need to stay strong..for him...

Danny: i was surprised when i felt arm whap around me, but i relaxed knowing it was Nicole....i was surprised she was hugging me...of course she can be nice, but most of the time...she gets mad at me for being so scared of things....i wish i could be more like her...so that im not alwaise scared, so that i can keep a clear mind when is tough situations...where realy young..in this group...i think..i just want to stick by Nicole....and Cara...she was realy nice to me..

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"Then what are we waiting for?" Asked Allen, biting back his own irritation. Plans were all well and good, but all he could see were children huddled together in the middle of the hall, half-heartedly coming up with ideas and standing around. So, really, as much as he hated taking a stab at authority(he was only sixty percent sure they'd listen to him since he was so far down on the popularity totem pole; really, he was just lucky that the group was small as it was), they weren't going to get anything done otherwise. The power may have only gone out a short while ago, but they really had no idea when the power would come back. It could be moments(and, if that was the case, Allen was going home early because he was just done with today. Just done) or it could be hours, or... Days. He pushed the idea out of his mind and hoped that it wouldn't come to that.

"Why don't we go to the auditorium or gym? They're probably big enough. Someone can go tell the classrooms and I can take a look at her foot," He continued. It wasn't a half-bad idea in his own mind. Just enough to prompt other to do something and just enough for him to carefully duck out of the leadership role. He had planned to take a look at the girl's foot anyways, so it was the perfect excuse.

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Elise Fleane
“Then what are we waiting for?” I blinked in mild surprise. Allen’s voice was slightly sharp and clipped, not too angry but not exactly patient either. Still I knew he had reason. I didn’t feel exactly peachy either. I scolded myself for being so depressed. I was supposed to be the one with the cheery attitude; the one that everyone was glad to be with. Not the one who was a downer. I mean, that’s how I gotten to be so popular. I sighed before putting on a smile.

In a cheery voice I said, “ It’ll be perfectly fine. I’d say the auditorium is good. Or the gym, whichever’s bigger. I can help round up the students.” My voice sounded fake to me. I wondered if the others sensed it. “We could all meet up after we do our jobs. I’m Elise Fleane. I suppose we should learn each other’s name.” “My brother over there,” I gestured in the direction he was in just as he interrupted with “STEP-brother.” “Uh, yeah step-brother. He’s Cal.” Once again I trailed off and smiled weakly. “And yeah, you can look at her foot.” My speech was stutter and strange. Not good. Just a few more minutes and I’d get my panic attack pills. I tensed my body and waited for Allen, who had seemed to become the leader, to issue a command.

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"The auditorium's bigger, so that would be the best," Allen trailed off, fighting the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose and stave off the coming stress-induced headache. Here he was making decisions again. Ugh, what he wouldn't give to just not be here, to blend back into the background like a chameleon.

Apparently it was time for introductions now, which was, in retrospect, probably a good thing. If they had to take care of things and be, however reluctantly, the people who got everyone at least in one place, "hey, you" or "them" wasn't going to cut it. That is, of course, until he realized he was talking to. Oh, yes, that headache was most definitely coming. He didn't know Elise, per say, but he knew of her. Lots of friends, disgustingly upbeat... What was there for a person like him, so further down on the totem pole, to like? He hadn't heard of her brother(step-brother, he mentally corrected with some amusement at the insistence) but that was probably by the younger boy's own accord.

"I'm Allen Carraway," he introduced, adjusting his grip on the girl with the hurt foot. Then, realizing that Elise was actually waiting for him to say something continued. "Why doesn't everyone go round up the other classes? I'll take her to the auditorium." He nodded towards the girl using him as a human crutch.

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Elise Fleane
“Why doesn’t everyone go round up the other classes? I’ll take her to the auditorium.” Allen gestured to the girl hanging onto him. Quickly I spoke. “I’ll go get the rest of our class! I forgot my pil- um, purse in there anyway.” It was stupid to keep on trying to hide my anxiety disorder to keep my popularity up but when this blackout was over I was sure we’d all go back to our usual lives. Besides it was my own personal issue. “I can take the hallway that our classroom is in and someone definitely needs to take the elementary and middle school division.” I continued and the said a good bye. “I’ll meet you guys in the auditorium.” I pressed the on button on my tablet and a small light washed over my face. I started off down the long hallway. I wasn’t exactly sure what part of the school I was in, but I had some idea; at least enough to find the classroom from before.

I opened the door and peered in. Kids had their phone, laptops, and tablets out for light. Everyone who was whispering excitedly and nervously looked up. I cleared my throat. “Hey, everyone. There’s a meeting going on in the auditorium. Yeah, everyone’s meeting there.” A few kid’s stood up abruptly then sat down again when no one else got up. I looked around helplessly before straightening up and speaking again, “Look, I don’t particularly care if you go or not. You can just stay here while we raid the cafeteria and eat to our hearts content.” Some people laughed and got up walking towards the door. They filed out slowly as if moving through Jell-O. I crossed the room, grabbed my purse, and dug through it. Taking out a few pills I sat and watched as more and more people moved towards the door. I smiled in satisfaction, swallowed my medication with the water bottle on my desk, and got up to leave and persuade other classrooms to exit the safety of the rooms.

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Character Portrait: Calliber Fleane Character Portrait: Cara Reese Character Portrait: Thomas Charton Character Portrait: Allen Carraway Character Portrait: Danny Johnson Character Portrait: Samantha James
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Cara

I smiled as the young boy, danny, pressed himself into my side. I patted his head and kept whispering to him that everything would be okay. "I was on my way back to class when the lights came off... I didn't see anybody else..." the girl said. I heard a voice, distant, calling out to see if anyone was here. I watched as Nicole basically insulted the new girl. "Stop Nicole.. Your being rude." I hushed her and I saw Elise's flushed face. "I'm sorry she made you feel this way." I whispered to the girl. I felt obligated to apologize. “We should round up everyone and get them to a room with a large cappacity. The cafetiria sounds good. Or the autotorium. If we’re gonna stay the night we need supplies and food. And if the gym has some showers we can use those too.” the girl said. I nodded in agreement. "I agree with Elise..." I said. “We’re over here.” Elise said to the voice in the hall.. It was probably meant to be a shout but it was soft... I looked at the boy glaring, wasn't he Elise's brother. I wanted to say something but I just stood there silently.

I watched as a boy and a girl hobbled over to us slowly. As they got closer I noticed the young girl was injured. "She's hurt her foot," the boy said. "Is there some sort of plan?" he asked. I nodded. “Someone will have to care for her and if the injury is serious she should be taken to the hos- infirmary. I’m sure there are some bandages there.” Elise said. “So far I think we’ve agreed to round all the students up. And I guess we have to stay overnight so we’ll need food and rooms. And the showers, if there are any, should still work, even without electricity.” Elise continued to explain... She was calm and sounded sure, a much better leader than Cara. "Then what are we waiting for?" the boy asked, clearly annoyed. I frowned. He needed to chill out. "Why don't we go to the auditorium or gym? They're probably big enough. Someone can go tell the classrooms and I can take a look at her foot," the boy said. "That sounds good." I commented. “It’ll be perfectly fine. I’d say the auditorium is good. Or the gym, whichever’s bigger. I can help round up the students.” Elise said. I watched as Elise introduced herself. "I'm Cara..." I said. She introduced her step brother then as Cal. "The auditorium's bigger, so that would be the best," the boy with the rude attitude said. He continued and said his name. Allen. "Why doesn't everyone go round up the other classes? I'll take her to the auditorium." Allen said. "That sounds good... We'll meet up later." I said.

“I’ll go get the rest of our class! I forgot my pil- um, purse in there anyway.” Elise said, slipping... I looked at her but didn't question anything. “I can take the hallway that our classroom is in and someone definitely needs to take the elementary and middle school division.” Elise continued. "I heard people wandering the halls so I'll go find them alone.." I said, looking down the hall. “I’ll meet you guys in the auditorium.” Elise continued and I watched her go. "Hey what are you guys gonna do?" I asked the rest of the group.

Samantha
The boy was nice to me... I was sure he'd much rather find help and get out rather than helping me around so I valued his care a lot. We hobbled through the hall, me clutching him as a human crutch. We slowly walked towards a group of voices, cellphone lights helping guide us to them. It took a minute or two though for us to get to them. "She's hurt her foot," I watched the boy tell one of the girls more than the rest of the group.. "Is there some sort of plan?" he asked and I looked at everybody expectantly. “Someone will have to care for her and if the injury is serious she should be taken to the hos- infirmary. I’m sure there are some bandages there.” The girl replied. “So far I think we’ve agreed to round all the students up. And I guess we have to stay overnight so we’ll need food and rooms. And the showers, if there are any, should still work, even without electricity.” the girl said... She sounded sure. "That sounds good." I winced, feeling the pain and nodded. "Then what are we waiting for?" the boy said. "Relax." I whispered. "We just got here and were still figuring things out." I sighed.

"Why don't we go to the auditorium or gym? They're probably big enough. Someone can go tell the classrooms and I can take a look at her foot," he said. "That sounds okay." I smiled through the pain. “It’ll be perfectly fine. I’d say the auditorium is good. Or the gym, whichever’s bigger. I can help round up the students.” the girl said. "That sounds good." I said. “We could all meet up after we do our jobs. I’m Elise Fleane. I suppose we should learn each other’s name.” the girl introduced herself. "I'm Samantha." I whispered. I saw her explain who her step brother was. Cal... "The auditorium's bigger, so that would be the best," my helper suggested. "I'm Allen Carraway," he continued. Allen... That was a nice name. He explained that Allen and I would go to the auditorium. "Why don't we go to the infirmary?" I asked him.

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He blinked at the girl he was holding up- no, her name was Samantha, not "the girl" anymore. Of course he was being a bit blunt, or rude, however you wanted to see it, and he really shouldn't inflict that on these people considering half of them were scared out of their wits. At least, he realized ruefully, he acted the same under pressure as he did in normal situations. Which, really, was mixed news since that particular personality trait wasn't actually sought out as a good thing.

Still, he wouldn't apologize. The sooner they got everything in order, the sooner people would start being rational again, and the sooner they could come up with a plan to get the- pardon his biblical reference- Hell out of here. He was about to continue on when the go- no, no, Samantha- asked, "Why don't we go to the infirmary?"

Allen hadn't thought about that before, too engrossed with the situation to even fathom going to the nurse's office. He paused, thinking it over. On the upside, the infirmary did have medical supplies. However, it was also manned by a robotic nurse who kept everything locked and sealed away from the students unless needed. It would take time to break open the storage and more muscle than the lanky teen or hurt girl could manage.

"Everything's locked up there and it'll take time and effort to get what we need," He summarized after his moment of thought. "Besides, I only really need to look at it right now. When we get to the auditorium, I won't have to move you anymore so we can just sit down and take a look, all right?" He really hoped she wouldn't argue, really he did. That would just be more taxing for all of them.