The room seemed to be getting tighter, but in reality it was just coach getting bigger and bigger. Hi head brushed up against the sealing and you heard a creaking sound, he was going to take the whole room out at this rate!
Just as you finished your thought, chunks of ceiling came crashing down on you from all side; a chunk hit you dead on the head, knocking you to the floor. You were trapted as you watched Coach continue to grow, seemingly reaching the sky. His muscular legs stretched out as he stepped out of the now ruined lockeroom. A smirk played on his lips as he stretched his now gigantic form into the open area behind the school.
His smirk now turned into a frown as he began to search for something; you. Kicking some of the debre around, he smirked that damn powerful smirk as his eyes locked on his treat hidden beneath the rubble. Crushing the rubble above you easily within his hand, his hands encircled your frail form, lifting you up out into the open. His warm and sickening breath rolled over you as he spoke through gritted teeth
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