Pinwheel RemasteredChapter 6 All Hands
We were awoken by blaring alarms, the emergency lighting in the dorm glowing red. We climbed out of bed, sticky and covered in stale sweat. Raz kissed the back of my neck, and I rubbed my eyes, wondering what time it was. “What is it?” she asked, “a drill?” “I don’t think so,” I replied, concern replacing my grogginess. “Let’s get our uniforms on, I think something serious might be happening.” We got dressed and opened the door to the hall, poking our heads out to see that the other...