It's the usual sixth period at Kilingi-Nõmme Gymnasium when a low rumble in the sky shatters the classroom peace. A second later, a loud crashing sound and a drone swoops into the building. In the blink of an eye, the spacious lobby and stairwell on the first floor are buried in suffocating, gray smoke. Visibility dwindles to nothing: you can barely see an outstretched hand in front of you.
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It's the usual sixth period at Kilingi-Nõmme Gymnasium when a low rumble in the sky shatters the classroom peace. A second later, a loud crashing sound and a drone swoops into the building. In the blink of an eye, the spacious lobby and stairwell on the first floor are buried in suffocating, gray smoke. Visibility dwindles to nothing: you can barely see an outstretched hand in front of you.