Strange Trip ( 2 )

          It started off just like any other spring morning,  when I was still in school.  Woke up at 5:30, took a shower, ate breakfast, got a cup of coffee, took my morning meditations. Not exactly in that order. I catch the bus at 5 minutes till 7, like I did every school day. Another boring weekday, 8 hours at the
"wonderful" Meadow Bridge High School. Getting off the bus, heading into school it's a miserabe 20 something degrees, and everything is covered in a thick layer of frost. Nothing out of the ordinary.  But when I get inside, everything is deathly silent, the 300 something people in the halls all around me are not talking or anything. As the bell rings to signal the start of 1st period, I go to my locker to get my books, o see a hooded figure out of the corner of my eye, but it's too late, before I can even get a better look, the hooded figure is right there, behind me. I turn around, and try to identify the mysterious person, but I can see nothing under it's hood. It laughs at me. for a second before pulling an ice-pick out of a pocket and stabbing me in the stomach, and casually slips into the crowd.  In excruciating pain, I try to scream out, to someone, anyone, but nobody seems to notice me, and when I open my mouth, I can't make a sound. I wander the halls, among people who seem completely oblivious to my suffering, until everything eventually turns black, by body goes completely limp. Then I awake, drenched in sweat, with tears on my face, confused.