Just another short story

Today was just another normal day. Until I died. I was standing in the hall, being cool, keeping my image up, Etc., when a man came in the hall. Suddenly, the hallway was empty. A second, maybe even a millisecond earlier, the hallway had been was completely full, and now, almost a second later, it's empty. I immediately knew something was up. I half-heartedly noticed a sword lying on the ground. I picked it up and it set on fire. "Okay..." I mutter. I started sprinting towards the strange man. As I got close I noticed a strange change in temperature and air quality. When I was about a foot and a half away from him when he pulled an extremely short dagger, a mere two inches long, from his pocket and blocked my flaming sword with one hand. "Really man. Really." I mutter. He shoves me off of himself and drops the dagger. He reaches into his pocket and pulls a gun out. "Oh yeah, a gun. Totally fair. You little cheater." I mutter as he pulls the trigger. Then I died. And woke up with my face in the water fountain, water running. "What do they put in this water?" I groan as I pick myself up out of the continuing stream of water and head back to class.