And again, even if I had got some answers, I was left in despair. And I desperately hoped he was lying about the “sleeping gas“ and my friends were all right. The math‘s teacher has always been a cheerful man, I always had fun during his lessons and never thought of something like this might come up.
Soon I heard some sirens outside and I knew it was the police. Probably the shots alerted people outside and that made them call the police. I was thinking about what these terrorists had wanted while invading our school. Probably they had planned to ask the government money for some reason. Maybe something really important had been hidden inside the school that they were looking for.
Suddenly, the math teacher came up to me and screamed at me in annoyance asking if I could somehow escape from there through the back door of the dining room and tell the police what was going on inside. For a moment I felt very confused and frightened. For the first time in my life, I saw my math teacher so furious and nervous, the same person that always used to be so fun and cheerful. I thought about this idea and realized that there was no other way out. The best way to escape would be to distract the terrorists and run quickly to the back door.
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