After hearing this, Seth decided that he had finally gone insane because only crazy people had conversations with voices that thought they were you. The voice said,"You're not crazy. Trust me I would know." After this comment Seth thought that this was too much and he began to walk towards the office door, but the hag once again said, "Mr. Drak! I. Said. The. Primcipal's. Office. Now!!" He turned to her and glared as he said, "No.'' His calmness scared him, but he decided to keep at it. She seemed to be the type of person who wanted him to speak and act like a delinquent so being calm and in control seemed to be the best option. The strange thing was that when he acted like this, the voice had gone mute.
After this, Seth guessed that the hag would try to call for help and since he now knew that not all the students were human, it was only natural to assume the same of the faculty. And God only knew what the freaking principal could do to be able to manage students with paranormal abilities. This caused Seth to begin to plan. If he went out the door, they would expect that and he wouldn't even make it to the stairs, let alone the front gate so with the corner of his eye, Seth looked out the window. He knew that the office was on the second floor and normally it would be sure to break a few bones, but he did have newfound super strength and rapid healing powers. With that thought he opened the nearest window and jumped before he thought long enough about it , chicken out and remember that he was supposed to be afraid of heights.
Seth was surprisingly able to land on his feet. Without looking back, he ran until he reached the gate. The very locked gate. He looked behind for the first time and found that as expected there were about three or four teachers running towards him so he did what anyone would do in this situation-he jumped the fence and ran faster than he ever thought he was capable of. And when he saw that they did not have any intention of giving up, even though they were off campus, he decided to keep running without looking back until he was sure that he had lost them. Normally after running for that long (they were really persistent) and that fast he would be out of breath, but he strangely felt almost relaxed.
Seth took a look around and found that he was in some alley. It occurred to him that for the first time in his life, he might actually be lost. It was while this problem presented itself that he remembered what James had told him. This was why he muttered, "Crap.'' He decided that the easiest way to deal with this problem was to try to find a phone or borrow one from a passerby on the street. Considering that even if there were any people in this alley, they wouldn't be the sort who would lend a phone, Seth made his way out of the alley... or at least attempted to.
"You have to be fucking kidding me! Each alley leads to another freaking alley that leads to an f-ing dead end! How the hell is anyone supposed to make it out of here," complained Seth at the third dead end that he had crossed. The voice whispered, "You could always try going up." Seth said, "Shut it! You're one of the reasons I'm stuck here so I don't want to hear anything out of you! And another thing, how the hell am I even supposed to get up if there isn't even any latter or rope to climb -and I am seriously resorting to having a conversation with a voice in my head. You're losing it Seth." The voice said, "Are you done with your temper tantrum because if you are, I would like to get out of here." Seth said,"Yeah, and how the hell am I-aah!!''
That last part was said at the sight of Seth's own feet going farther and farther away from the ground. The voice chuckled and said, "You know for a guy that's supposed to be me, you really don't know the meaning of the word relax." Realizing that the voice was goading him for a response, Seth decided to keep his mouth shut if for no other reason than to deny the voice satisfaction. Seth didn't know that he had been holding his breath until his feet touched the rooftop. The voice said, "And you call yourself a Drak? Whoever heard of a dragon afraid of heights?" Seth decided that he could keep ignoring the voice or risk losing whatever sanity he had left by replying to the voice.
Seth chose the latter and instead put all his efforts into figuring out where he was. He could see the familiar skyscrapers so he knew that they were not that far off. He estimated that they were only a couple of miles off so if he went by roof until he got to a main road and then followed that to downtown, he could get to a phone. It looked to be about noon so if he moved quickly enough and had enough luck, he could get there by three or four. With a destination in mind, he jumped to the roof that looked to be in the direction of the skyscrapers. It was at times like this that Seth was grateful for the architecture in Manhattan that put the buildings so close together.
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