You decided to go the short way: afterall, you didn't want to be late to class again.

You were walking along a hallway when you heard a bang coming from the class next to you.

You peeked through the window: you swore you saw someone coming from the room.

You walked in, looking for what had fallen, and the person.

Your fingers sliding over the desks as you searched the class.

Everything looked neat: too neat.

You started to feel like you were being pulled by some invisible force.

Telling yourself that it was just the wind: you ignored it.

The feeling got stronger.

You walked over to the windows: they were closed.

You started to feel dizy: like the world was spinning beneath your feet.

You grasped the nearest desk.

Your eyes widened in shock as you and the desk were drawn to the wall.

You slammed into the wall, the desk falling on top of you.

Everything started to go dark.

Just before your eyes fully closed, you noticed some guy coming towards you: he looked like a deer, or was that just your imagination?  With his wide-eyed expression: he stood and stared. He smirked and left you crumpled on the ground.

You weren't sure how much time had past: you just knew that you were late for class.

You noticed that the desk was back in it's original station.

Who was that guy?

If he was going to take the desk off of you: why didn't he help you any further?

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