Blaine stopped short the locker room outside the shower room had
changed. The hallway was gone. To his right was a solid wall of
lockers, to his left was a solid wall of lockers and behind him was
the shower room. Blaine shook his head and laughed after his
momentary freak out.
"Oh, this must be an old team locker room," he said slapping his head,
"There's got to be more than one entrance to the shower room, and I
took the wrong exit."
He spun around on his feet to re-enter the shower room and banged into
another wall of lockers.
"What the hell?" he asked rubbing his nose which he had banged against
the metal wall of lockers.
He tried the locker right in front of him and stared into the empty
locker. He hit the back metal wall thinking it might be false, but it
was solid. He closed the locker and saw that each locker had a little
cardboard tag inserted in a slot under the locker number. This locker
read "UNASSIGNED". Trying to stay calm he decided to read the locker
tags, maybe one would read EXIT. He didn't want Malcolm to rescue
him, if he could find another way out. Each locker either read VACANT,
UNASSIGNED, WRESTLING TEAM, WATER POLO TEAM, FOOTBALL TEAM, GYMNASTICS
TEAM, BASEBALL TEAM, LACROSSE TEAM, SWIM TEAM, CHEER SQUAD, BASKETBALL
TEAM, BOWLING TEAM, GOLF, ARCHERY, FENCING, KARATE, JUDO, BADMINTON,
TENNIS, and so on. finally, he decided he'd open another one of the
lockers.
This time Blaine got a surprise. Something reached out from the locker
grabbed him and pulled him in. The last thing he heard was the locker
door clanging shut behind him.