Chapter 13: The Encroaching Evil

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The school, located about a kilometer away from her shop, was the town's sole educational institution, renowned for its academic excellence throughout the country. The school in which Lana studies.

(The scene shifts to the school)

In the school, the hallway echoed with the sound of hurried footsteps. Inside one of the classrooms on the second floor, a middle school student sat on a bench, engrossed in watching the videos of his classmates bathing, captured through the camera he implanted in the girl's bathroom. 

As the running sound reached his ears, he abruptly stopped the video, his eyes widening in alarm. The footsteps grew louder and louder, causing his anxiety to escalate rapidly.

Student: (nervous) What's that sound? Why is it getting louder?

His breath became heavy, and his heart raced, skipping beats in a state of panic. He struggled to comprehend the situation, feeling a dark presence creeping into his mind, as if he was being possessed by an unseen force.

As Sonora sprinted towards the school, a sense of urgency gripped her. She asked one of the voices in her head if it could sense anything, and a middle-aged man's voice, seemingly in his 40s, responded that she needed to run even faster.

Sonora: (running, talking to the voice in her head) Can you sense anything?

Voice in Sonora's Head: (middle-aged man's voice) Faster. It's already inside the school.

(The scene shifts to the school classroom, where a loud sliding sound is heard.)

As the tense atmosphere engulfed the classroom, a sudden, deafening sound reverberated through the air. 

The boy's eyes widened in fear, his heart pounding in his chest. He instinctively turned his gaze towards the source of the noise, his breath caught in his throat. 

It was the unmistakable sliding of a door. His eyes darted around the room, searching for any sign of movement, but to his horror, there was no one there. The door stood wide open, revealing an empty void beyond.

Student: (panicked) What was that? Who's there?

(He looks around, but there's no one in sight.)

With a relief mingled with lingering fear and anxiety, Sonora finally arrived at the school, her mind grappling with the unsettling sensation of not recalling being there earlier. 

Pushing open the creaking school gate, she was met with a sight that sent chills down her spine. The once vibrant ivy creepers that had adorned the gate now stood as withered remnants, their once-lush leaves turned black under the suffocating presence of an evil spirit. 

A sudden gust of foul-smelling wind swept through, causing the lifeless ivy creepers to cascade from the gate, as if purged by the malevolent force that permeated the air.

As Sonora ventured further into the school, she couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding. The once lively halls, bustling with students of all ages, now appeared shrouded in darkness and an eerie silence. 

The school, a long-standing institution in the town for over 50 years, had witnessed countless success stories and failures, but now it bore witness to the presence of something far more sinister. 

The atmosphere had changed, as if the very essence of the building had been tainted by the encroaching evil.

Moving cautiously, Sonora followed the scent that led her deeper into the school, her senses heightened to avoid provoking the malevolent spirit lurking within. 

Each step she took was deliberate, every breath held in anticipation. She was no stranger to the layout of the school; this was not her first time navigating its corridors. 

Whispers escaped her lips as she muttered to herself, determination etched on her face. "You won't escape this time. I've been waiting for you all this time," she vowed, her voice resolute, as she ascended the stairs towards the second floor.

Sonora (muttering with determination): "This time, there's no running, no hiding. I've been counting the seconds, biding my time.

Sonora: You thought you could slip away unnoticed, but I've been anticipating this moment for an eternity."

As she approached the room where the scent led to, her worst nightmare materialized before her eyes. It exceeded the bounds of her imagination, plunging her into a state of profound horror.  

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