The windows glisten, as the sunlight seeps through. Tree’s outside stretch to large heights as their arms scatter into streaks, giving the illusion of wooden lightning. No one turns to notice them.

Everyone’s eyes stare straight ahead as they walk in endless circles on the plain nude flooring that their feet have all grown accustomed to but they stare at it like it’s been unseen.

Teachers stand guard near a gate, while they watch the students pass. Their backs straight and their chins positioned to the sky. As each student passes in their repetitious cycle the teachers look at each other in amazement that chaos has not yet broken out.

Voices of different tones and levels flood in, and conversations erupt quickly. The voices create paths in the air that ears seek out, while sounds echo and bounce down the hallway making a cacophony of noises.

A group of girls stop their walking cycles as their eyes become fixated on a cold dark gate that stands in their path. The girls faces begin to crack as their eyebrows raise with confusion

“Why, why, why,” the group of girls cry out to the teachers who stand guard. But no response is given. Some students sneak their way through the gates as they smirk about their subversive actions.

Everyone is speaking to each other so quickly that it creates a tongue twister of words. They speak about their days and complain to one another

“I feel dead,” a blonde girl says in a whisper to her friends as she sits patiently with her legs crossed, watching the clock cautiously.

Feet eventually began to disperse frantically as they fling themselves in motion. People move in packs, the same direction and the same endpoint, like cattle herds being rounded up.

As they venture down the hallway back to the gate the teachers began unravelling the gates to set the students all free.

With one sound of a bell, desolation takes over the hallways and all that’s left is a repellent smell of school lunch. The air becomes stiff as the movement within the hallways comes to an end. No traces of life can be found as this once full area becomes almost uninhabitable.

Cafeteria four is inscribed onto the top of the wide doors, The only sound left is a constant ticking of an exit sign that hangs from the ceiling. The only sight left, the trees in the window that sit still left unseen in a room now unspoken.