<div style="text-align: center"><a class="link link--external" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ggx35bmG9Pw/TjCfhkx-R6I/AAAAAAAAAps/FQzJmXEkPIk/s400/08-Oga.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#32cd32"><u>Drake T. Wardell</u></span></a>​</div><br/>Drake, scared out of his mind, has found himself inside the ventilation shaft connecting the chemistry building to the university gymnasium looking down into the men's bathroom.  "What the fuck is happening...." he keeps repeating through his head as he simultaneously worked to devise a plan of where he should go.  From his position in the ventilation shaft, he could hear the groans of these monsters, and the screams of innocent people less fortunate than himself.  The terrifying sounds throughout the campus were driving him insane.  Drake rolled over onto his back, and cupped his ears shut, as he closed his eyes remembering the past events that lead up to now.<br/><br/>.....It was Monday morning, and he had been anticipating the exam in his bio-chemistry course to be easily aced as he had studied more than anyone would really need to.  In fact, at this point, he was reading his text books for entertainment and fun, being the odd one that he is.  After eating breakfast, and showering himself he sat off for class.  The exam was easier than he expected, and he finished within 10 minutes acting insulted at the difficulty.  He felt that the material contained within the course's syllabus was non-challenging, and that his time was being wasted.  However, this was a course he must take to satisfy the requirements for his program.<br/><br/>What he did not expect, was that after the exam, his life as well as everyone else's, would change forever.  Being done so early, most other classes in this particular building were still in session, as he was walking down a lonely hallway making his way toward the cafeteria.  Suddenly the silence was broken by a scream.  A girl running out of the women's bathroom being chased by a staggering mess of a person, that did not look like a person at all anymore, but something more sinister and even decayed.  He started to run toward them to break the fight up, but before he could get to the scene, the unfortunate young girl screamed her last breath as the strange person held her down and preceded to make a gory meal of her at the neck.  "WHAT THE..." he half yelled, as he slapped his hand over his mouth holding himself back from becoming sick, and making a mad dash for the men's bathroom across the hall.  As his first instinct was to get to a safe place, he locked himself in a stall.  Soon there were more screams outside, as he realized more and more people were falling victim to these horrible creatures.  Looking up, he noticed that the ventilation shaft was accessible, and stood on top of the toilet, to remove the cover.  Crawling inside, Drake hid until he could collect himself and comprehend what the hell was happening.<i>Was this all just a horrible dream?  Was he going to be alone?</i><br/><br/>After collecting himself for a few moments after the flash back of recent events, he decides to crawl through the duct work, in an attempt to find a place to take refuge in, or possibly find someone and try to assess the situation and figure out what's happening.