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"Lindsey, you scared the crap out of me!" I exclaimed, recognizing the glow-in-the-dark alien t-shirt. "Sorry," she half-heartedly apologized. "Hey, let's head up to Mr. Schwartz's room and see what's going on. "Uh-uh," I said. "I will not, under any circumstances set foot in that room until the pheasant is DEAD!" "And how's it going to die if we don't kill it?" "No way, I am NOT going up there!" "Fine, then," she said. "It's your funeral." She started walking away. I began to think about my chances alone in the dark hallways filled with possessed people and an un-dead pheasant flying around. Besides, Lindsey needed someone to make sure she didn't get herself killed. "Fine, then," she said. "It's your funeral." She started walking away. I began to think about my chances alone in the dark hallways filled with possessed people and an un-dead pheasant flying around. Besides, Lindsey needed someone to make sure she didn't get herself killed. "Oh, all right, I'll go, but you're REALLY starting to sound like Hannah," I said as I ran to catch up to her. "Yeah, whatever, let's just get up there and kill the pheasant. "I managed to persuade Lindsey to go to my locker first and grab my flashlight. She consented, after a debate over whether my flashlight or Lindsey's candles would be better, and after that we cautiously made our way to Mr. Schwartz's classroom. As we approached, I noticed the door was now unlocked, and there was a faint light coming from it, like the glow of candles. "Turn off the flashlight," Lindsey said. "Why?" "So we're inconspicuous," she said matter-of-factly. Then she tripped over somebody's Spanish book, shouted out a few profanities, and almost fell. "Inconspicuous, huh?" "Well, if we would've brought a candle, then we would've fit in better," Lindsey said, making her blunder appear to be my fault. I glared at her. She got the message. "Sorry... Hey, has my shirt stopped glowing?" she asked. "Yeah." "Okay, let's go." We peeked into the room. About thirty people were sitting in the candlelit room, staring at the pheasant and chanting, apparently worshipping it or something. It was definitely the weirdest, and scariest thing I had ever seen in my life. "Okay, Lindsey, how about we just go find Amber and them, and then come back?" She agreed quickly, it was obvious she was just as scared as I was. So we went off and found Amber, Hannah, Lacy, Kristin, and a few dozen people packed in the bathroom, Martine in the commons area, trying to convince Megan she would live to see tomorrow, Travis and Matt (the two most psychotic and caffeine and sugar dependent guys in the ninth grade) desperately trying to dig a tunnel to Video Vault, and most of the rest of the school just sitting out in the lobby, waiting for the lights to come back on. Lindsey told everybody about the pheasant, but the general attitude was one of disbelief. Most of them just figured that she had seen a bird that had somehow flown into the school and immediately jumped to the conclusion that it was a being of pure evil, as it seemed like something she'd do. And a few people doubted that there even was a pheasant involved at all, but maybe a few illegal drugs. However, we did manage to convince a few people, namely Amber, Hannah, Martine, Kristin, and Matt.

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