Late Night in School Ross Thomson It was 10pm and I had just finished a kick boxing club. I wanted to ask my coach if I could go to a tournament but he was nowhere to be found. I considered whether to risk looking for him alone or to leave safely with my friends who had already secured a place in the tournament. I decided to go looking for him. I was desperate to take part and knew the only way forward was to find the coach. I walked in the direction I had last seen the coach go. I felt sure I would find him soon enough. I walked along all the school corridors, dark and cold, wondering where on earth he could be. I heard a noise up ahead. It sounded like footsteps. It had to be the coach; there was no one else around. Why would anyone else be in a school after dark? I ran towards the sound. As I rounded the corner there was no sign of anyone and the corridors were silent again.
Outbreak!
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