The Darkness of the Schoolhouse

I was back in the open field behind the colony and I was running across it 500 yards to the schoolhouse. Instinctively but uselessly I yelled out Gwen's name - maybe only the first half of it actually escaped my lungs, the other half drowned in exhaustion. There was a body on the floor centered between the walls north and south, east and west. The body of a man with over-died red hair, pure gray at the temples, elderly, dressed in a thick black hoodie and jeans. He was faced down, even if he wasn't I wouldn't have been able to confidently identify him.