The phone was on silent, there was no way it should have gone off. No possible way, but it did. A sharp stick though the mostly silent air. Right in the middle of the classroom too. A song playing though the now dead silent room. I sighed and reached into my bag. I was about to answer it when I realized, this wasn't my ringtone. I knew the song, but still, it wasn't mine. I flipped open the phone. It wasn't a call, it was a text. Which made things even more weird. Even when my phone was on ring, the text feature was on vibrate. I opened the text, a picture suddenly jumped on the screen. My heart dropped. My voice stopped. I wanted to scream. Scrolling down, it said below, "Your next. Don't even bother hiding." I closed the phone and dropped it, and then let out a voice piercing shreak. There was no way this could be happening. Not here, not now, not physically possible.