Runner – Part 10

This is Part 10 of my serial narrative, “Runner.”

You can enter the adventure two ways:

  1. Download a PDF from the link here. The PDF will contain Parts 1-10. Or …
  2. Read the post below. (Here’s a link to Runner – Part I if you haven’t read that yet.

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Part 10

Our president wasn’t in Ohio. A news article about the closing of the school claimed that the university president wasn’t in Ohio anymore. [name redacted] had probably been gone since Friday. The story quoted an anonymous trustee who said the president had been conducting conference calls from out-of-state.

The mood on Monday was ugly.

I joined Deacon and Evan at the House, and we walked across the campus to see the second demonstration. The mood was darker, more desperate. I saw more and more students joining us. It was going to be bigger than the first demonstration. At first, I saw some students carrying signs. As we got closer to President’s Hall, I saw a few students brandishing empty beer bottles. One huge guy was carrying a sledgehammer over his meaty shoulder. The air tasted like a schoolyard fight.

We stood at the edge of the crowd.

Evan leaned toward me and said, “This is a powder keg, man. One spark and it all goes up.”

A student started chanting: “No more lies, no more lies!”

Someone hurled a glass bottle and it shattered against the building. It was a signal. The crowd surged forward, shouting. They beat against the glass doors and threw rocks against the building.

Dozens of students ran away from the demonstration when the violence started. They scattered towards the surrounding buildings.

A few cars were parked in the president’s Hall parking lot. Some students attempted to flip them.

The giant with the sledgehammer shouted, “Get back!” A space opened around him. He swung the hammer and smashed in one of the headlights. The crowd roared. He lifted the sledgehammer again and shattered the driver’s window with one blow.

Across the roiling crowd, I saw a campus security car. A man stood beside it. He wore the campus security uniform. But he only watched, eyes hidden by Aviator sunglasses.

I grabbed Evan and pointed. He shook his head.

“He can’t stop 100 rioting students, bro, he doesn’t have any backup,” Evan said.

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