"Come mit me if you want to live."

I was in 7th Grade, at middleschool, and I was walking down the hallway and a friend pulled me in to an 8th grade social studies teacher's room where some folks, teachers and students alike, were watching it about to lift off on the big TV strapped to the wheeled cart from the A/V center.

We all did the big count down, like a room of middleschoolers would do, then...wow.

The teacher said that everyone should go on to their next class.

A very old, simple lock. Probably a combination lock for a draw-bar.