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THUD! THUD! THUTHUD! THUD, THUD, THUD! The doors had shut, and the teachers hadn’t had enough time to stop. The rhythmic thudding of crashing teachers against the metal doors was music to Sarah’s ears. She imagined what the sight of teachers tumbling one after another into the elevator doors must have look liked. Sarah wondered if they were all in a big pile. She chuckled to herself as the elevator took her back to the first floor. |
