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I bit my lower lip as I hid deeper into the darkness of the table, hiding from the Bullies who were roaming the school, heads turning this way and that clearly trying to find me.
Even from the awkward position I was in under the table, I could see the little terrors of the school running around, beating the shit out of each other or throwing food at each other. Just being assholes in general.
I struggled hard to suppress whimpers of terrors within my throat and tears in my eyes as I watched the Bullies carefully, searching for an easy escape. There were windows and doors no doubt about it, however they were blocked off by Bullies from all sides with no easy escape. If I attempted to get to either of those, I would be fucked. My only options were going back the way I came or go through them.
Neither option were that appealing to me, much like a lot of choices I had made in previous cycles such as having to kill a man made of candy with his own shit and many others I don't talk about.
However hiding beneath a table with sudden death surrounding me on all sides wasn't the best idea either, I could feel my legs starting to fall asleep as the position wasn't very comfortable.
I knew I couldn't keep stalling, if I did, then escaping would become near impossible. I scanned the rows of Bullies that were crashing out like a tidal wave, searching and praying for an easy escape to be in sight.
I gasped in horror when my cover was suddenly blown by two Bullies, both laughing and jeering at me as they approached me. Around me, more Bullies began approaching me, their expressions matching the first two.
Panic set in like my showdown with the Candyman and I began to flip out, much worse than usual to be honest. I wasn't entirely what had snapped inside me when the Bullies approached me and when the trauma induced panic turned into trauma filled rage, but regardless I had enough.
I stood on my feet and with strength and speed that I never knew I possessed, I threw my lollipop back like I was handling a hammer, I brought it down on one of those little shits' heads, breaking it instantly.
The Bullies' let out noises of surprises at the sudden attack upon them, but I didn't stop there. "HERE WE GOOOOOO!" I screamed for some reason as I got high on adrenaline and blind rage, smashing through the Bullies' heads like I was smashing through candy on a sugar rush.
Bullies dropped like flies as I busted through them, it was so surreal, I felt like I was in a dream. My lollipop became cracked and my body was deleted of most of the energy I had gotten from the candy I had snagged from the candy store by the time I was done.
I was panting heavily like I had finished a race or something like that, my limbs were shaking and my face was covered in sweat yet I somehow had enough energy to drag myself over to the nearest window and get out, escaping into the night, thank God. I was safe, safe at least.