Snippet #2301158

Seagus found out, fortunately, he had crashed through the south door to the school, which meant the crowds were in the north part. All he had to do was find his stuff and make his way to the dorms. Once the coast was clear, he threw away the highly toxic ruined shirt and walked into the hall way. Thank God fate had spared his pants and shoes. He walked with a slight limp towards the door to find the bi......scratch that, now it was junk. Seagus sighed. This is what happens when you borrow your cousin's bike. He found his suit case and looked through it and found a spare shirt. He put it on and decided not to leave the 80lb pile of scrap. He had a little mechanical know how, so he could repair it with the right materials. He hefted the suitcase ove his shoulder and lifted the "bike" under his free arm.

After walking down the halls of this sholastic labrynth, Seagus decided stealth wasn't important. "Hello!" He called in a deep tenor voice. "Hello? Is there anyone in this part of the school?" Suddenly, a piece of jagged metal from the bike stabbed into his side. Seagus cursed loudly before flinging the bike 20 feet out of anger. Good thing no one was in the way of the bike as it hit the floor. Now it was even more hideous. Sighing again, Seagus picked up the bike and went further down the hall. "Hello? Can anyone help me out here?" That's when he heard voices. Male and female. Seagus started increasing his pace and suddenly stumbled upon two girls, one laying on top of the other. "Um....hi?"