>>5919560>>5919962>>5919448>mixing hiding and runningYour mind racing for what to do in this tense situation, in the end you settle for just trying to escape. And to secure that escape, you feel that relying on your powers for a better hiding spot will provide you for the best opportunity. So then, while hiding in the back room you try to regain at least a little calm so you can act clearly, and steadying your breathing you get up from behind a desk.
Seeing the guard's flashlight through the upper windows to the hallway, you creep along and find a pretty decent hiding spot near to the door. Ideally you would have hidden right behind the door but unfortunately it opens outwards. As a decent alternative however, there are a pair of filing cabinets next to the door which, any normal person would not be able to fit behind but with your powers you can squeeze yourself between them and the wall. Uncomfortably squished flat and having a difficult time pulling your baggy clothes into such a tight space whereas your body has no difficulty, but eventually you're hidden in such a way that no one would be able to find you unless they specifically moved the cabinets from against the wall to search behind them.
Hiding in place to where you grow impatient, you lure the guard into the room by making a loud cough. Soon enough he's into the room and scanning about with his light, expecting to find some normal person. He does even look around the side of the cabinets just in case but not behind them, so that you can carefully watch and wait till you think the time is right.
<span class="mu-s">"You're cornered buddy, nowhere to run now... come out slow and- hey!?"</span>
When such a time comes then, after he's checked everywhere except the backroom, you carefully try to squeeze yourself back out from behind the cabinets without making too much noise. Unfortunately your shoes get snagged and shake the metal cabinets, immediately drawing his attention. But by then you're already on your feet and out the door. Sprinting as best you can through the dark and empty hallways of the high school in search of escape. Though the guard is hot on your heels, his yelling and stomping always close behind, it serves to drive you onward out of fear.
