Walking through the corridor, Desmond stuffed his hands in his pockets and whistled. Nothing like a lonely walk down another deserted corridor. Its all he seemed to be doing now a days. It almost surprised him when he heard voices in a classroom up ahead.

Getting curious, Desmond walked a little faster. When he got close, he slowed down and stuck his head around the corner. "Um... hey?" he said in more of a question then a statement. This was one of the abandoned classrooms. What were these students doing in here?