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Joey's deathly tomes of death | 33 comments She rifled through her notes fevering over the pages, highlighted passage after highlighted passage and still it wasn't enough. With just 17 minutes left, no scratch that 14 minutes there just wasn't enough time left. The finals were upon her and even though she knew the materials and studied for hundreds of hours her confidence had tanked.
She sat there at her spot in the library elbows on the table head resting on her hands with her fingers intertwined through her hair. She let out a sigh and looked around it would take her five minutes to get to the lecture hall. She scooped up her notes and books then tossed them into her rucksack.
The doors never looked so far away, seven minutes, she burst out of the library at full speed and took a hard left into the halls. Luckily for her there were only a few people walking through the lonely corridors.
"Shit Así you've got to pull yourself together and hustle your ass off." She muttered under her breath and pressed on down the halls. Full speed down a staircase taking the steps two at a time there was no stopping her now, two minutes and the doors were in sight.
She flew through and came to a screeching hault.
"Nice of you to join us Ms. Ram-ear-ez, but I will tolerate not lateness, now please quietly find yourself out of this hall and take your zero." Mr. Sanders said in his pompous southern drawl.
"But sir I still have 30 seconds left until the test." She flashed her cell phone screen at him pointing to the time on her lock screen.
"Oh very well, take your seat before I change my mind."
She quickly walked up the stairs to the middle of the class where her seat waited for her and clambered in. Mr. Sanders glared at her the whole time.
Así found that twenty minutes had passed by in the blink of an eye, she knew the materials but Sanders had it out for her and he broke her down crushing her confidence. Never the less she flew through the questions one by one until she was finished.
The cold sterile desk where Sanders waited was a vast distance in her mind as she nervously walked. She placed her answer card on the table and turned to walk out the door when she heard a clatter. She slowly turned around to look, there was a lump in her throat and she saw him leg over his knee elbows resting on the arms of his chair his fingers linked together level with his clavicle.
"Oh would you look at that a bottle of ink appears to have blotted out your answer card, you'll have to take your zero after all." He said with a flippancy that immensely grated on her nerves.
Así stood there trembling, med school was bad enough without her professor having it out for her. Her teeth were clenched together and her vision was turning red.
"I do believe you are excused." He flicked his hand out waving her away.
Suddenly the other students began to shriek and run pushing for the doors. Mr. Sanders was crumpled on the floor only his head was gone burst like a balloon filled past the point of breaking. There was blood and brain matter on everything, Así was covered in gore but she did not seem to notice.


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