Escape of the Cryptids

[DragonMasterX]

"Holy shiiiit!" Rogan shouted as the principal turned into something straight out from an alien film. He was so stunned that he didn't see the tail coming and it slammed right into him, sending him flying into a locker.

"Oww, that fucking... hurt..." Rogan groaned from his postion sitting against a locker, rubbing his sore shoulder. He didn't have time to waste though, as the cryptid had already made for Jessica. "Gah, I don't have any artillery on me..." he groaned, desperately looking left and right, struggling to get up quick before he noticed the fire alarm on the wall. If he pulled it, then everyone would come out running, and they'd notice the cryptid, but how would he be able to link him to Mr. Smith? No that wasn't good enough...

Not far away from the panic lever, however, Rogan noticed the bright red fire extinguisher tank holstered against the wall. That'd have to do. Dropping the tire iron, he fetched the fire extinguisher, ran for the cryptid's side, and then aimed it to his face. "Eat foam, motherfucker!" and with that, he pulled the trigger, blasting the creature with the extinguisher.