We are dismissed for a ten minute break shortly after George leaves the room. I don't hesitate to follow him. I run through the halls, looking around, trying to locate him. He seems to have disappeared. I am worried about him. He is very upset right now and nobody knows what he is capable of doing in this state. I check the front gate through the window and it appears that the journalists outside have not seen him because if they did, they would be trying to interview him. This means he must have gone out the back. He could be in the parking lot where we were instructed to park. I turn around to go back down the hall when I am stopped by Trey. "Are you okay?" he asks me. I nod. "Yeah, I am fine. I just need to find him," I explain. "Let me help," he suggests. I shake my head. "No, it's oka
