As the dial button was hit the phone clicked before an automated message began. "We're sorry but your call cannot be completed at this time. Please hang up and try your call again. If this is an emergency then please hang up and dial 9-1-1."<br/><br/>The message repeated twice before clicking to a busy signal. The power in the building suddenly went out, the daylight filling the windows the only form of light. This would probably make it harder to identify the undead from the drowsy.<br/><br/>Inside the kendo hall the weapons and other such things that were used for practice were still there. The armor could do good against blunt damage but tearing, and other such wouldn't be helpful. The wooden swords on the far wall were ready, as if practice were to begin any second.<br/><br/>Meanwhile at the gate, the remaining bolts shake but still hold firm in place. At least for a moment. One other bolt flys into the courtyard. The gate would last only so much longer. There was ONE bus in the parking lot. There were other cars and such but only one bus. But to get to them the students were going to have to go through a few obstacles.<br/><br/>All hell was breaking loose. A woman smiled as she ran with her best friend. They held hands as they ran through the halls.<br/><br/>"We'll get somewhere save and wait it out! We'll be the best of friends!" one said.<br/><br/>"Forever and ever!" the other said.<br/><br/>They ran into the courtyard but the infection had already spread quite a ways through the school. Several students, that had been skipping class out back came from around the building. The girls were grabbed as they ran past, heading for the bus, one of them being eaten alive.<br/><br/>"LET ME GO!" the other shouted, pulling. "LET ME GO YOU BITCH!"<br/><br/>It didn't take long for the others to grab the screaming girl and tear her to shreds as well.