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trigger warning: attempted murder, gun, school shooting
                          
also i was planning on writing a future Tommyinnit one shot of him saying he doesn't want to be one of the top dogs anymore because it's time for the new generation but i could not do it because i started crying. would yall like me to make that so you can share my sadness?
                          
There was a shooter.
                          
A fucking shooter with a fucking gun.
                          
In college.
                          
There was a sixteen year old girl, his classmate Elle, with a gun.
                          
He was hiding in the janitor's closet.
                          
The most obvious hiding spot, but the only one available. As far as he knew, she was gathering people and forcing them into the auditorium with the threat of 'If you leave this room, I will shoot whoever is with me.'
                          
He was going to die today.
                          
No time to call the police. He only had thirty seconds, tops, before she found him.
                          
Tommy opened his phone. He has to say goodbye.
                          
He opened the dream smp chat.
                          
SMPenis
                          
I am Speed (Kachow)
LOL SAPNAP
                          
Hey mama texas howdy cowboy
Don't make fun of me, i was five!

Woolly Shoplifter
Please change my name, it doesn't even make sense

practically a sleepy boi because he sleeps so much
No

MuM aM i AdOpTeD
Hey everyone. I... I love you and I'm sorry. 
Goodbye.

                          
Tommy closed his phone. He stuffed it in his pocket as he heard footsteps.
                          
Elle was here.
                          
He was trying not to panic.
                          
"Tom." She said as the door opened. "Come with me, please! You're the last one, you know." She smiled as her gun pressed against his stomach.
                          
There. Was. A. Gun. Right. There.
                          
"We're going to the auditorium! There's a school announcement, you know! Everyone else is there, just waiting for you!"
                          
So he's going to be the one responsible for their deaths. For when they all die.
                          
He couldn't breathe as he stood on shaky legs. Elle moved behind him, her gun poking his back as she steered him down the hallway. Their progress was slow as Elle kept her hand on his back to steady him.
                          
He was going to die today.
                          
Elle made him keep his hands on the back of his head. 
                          
She 'wants the world to know why she is doing this.' She was going to tell the police herself.
                          
"I don't have very many things against the students here, Tom." Elle said in a typical villain monologue.
                          
"In fact, most of you are quite nice. Or, poggers, as you would say. It's this building, it's the schoolteachers, the principal, the rules and guidelines. It's the government, really, but one woman can't shoot all of those people."
                          
They were here.
                          
Elle shoved him through the door.
                          
He was going to die today.
                          
Everyone looked up at him, any last hope in their eyes disappearing when they saw he'd been caught.
                          
"Okay! Everyone's here now! Tom, give me your phone, won't you?"
                          
Another push. He fell, catching himself with his hands.
                          
He pulled his phone out of his pocket as he rolled over, unlocking it as she gestured.