Mundane II: School

Isaac was terrified the moment before his teacher called his name.

Hesitantly, he shuffled along the aisles, bolted to the ground, towards center stage.

Mrs. Adams set perched at her desk, beady eyes glaring over the rim of her glasses.

"Isaac...", her nasally voice droned, "recite the lesson-plan for today."

It was a trap and she knew it. Having to take care of his sick siblings the day before, Isaac wasn't prepared. Oh good God in heaven, he hadn't finished his homework!

"I-I-"

"You what?"

"I didn't finish..."

"You. WHAT!"

A hatch opened, Isaac was no more.