A new student joins a prestigious school, unaware of the dangers lurking within. And the horrors that lie within the school are much worse than he realises...
A low groan leaves my lips as I stand up in a pitch black void. I look around, trying to see something, anything. But there was nothing. I debate whether I should roam this ominous void or if I should remain rooted in place. But the threat of the teachers chasing me down again sent shivers down my spine, urging me to keep moving. Taking a deep breath, I move forward cautiously.
As I wander deeper into the void, I can't help but shake the eerie feeling that something is staring at me, watching me, stalking me. But this felt even scarier than the teachers chasing me. So what else was there lurking in this nightmare of a school? I keep walking for some time before coming to a halt. My eyes widened in fear at two glowing crimson orbs in the distance. Realising that there was something else here with me, I begin to back away from the unknown creature, not daring to take my gaze off it.
Out of nowhere, I felt something grab my ankle and trip me. I grunt as I land and rub the back of my head. I look up only for my heart to sink when I see the red eyes gone! I quickly stand back up and run back in the direction I came from. I keep running until I reach an edge and the room void ended there! There was no door!
Mutasim: Shit!
I look around the edges of the room desperate to find any kind of exit. Before I knew it, I felt something grab me from the back and toss me through the void, breaking through the wall. I let out a scream as I landed in a classroom, my entire body aching in pain from being tossed. Coughing, I pick myself up and look at the ominous figure, realising they were just completely shrouded in black with blood red eyes.
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Mutasim: S-Shit...!
A black tendril thrusts itself at me, but I move aside just in time and burst out of the door, sprinting down the hall. As I run, I hear the terrifying pursuer behind me, growling and roaring as it chases me! Tendrils stab themselves in the walls and try to latch onto me, trying to pull me back. By some miracle, I'm able to avoid many of them. I turn a corner and continue sprinting away.
However, when I turned the corner, I bumped into the large figure of Miss Circle again! She grabs me tightly and raised her compass high. My eyes widened in horror, but she didn't swing down on me. Instead, she let go and backed away as she looked up. The fear on the teacher's face... That only made me feel so much worse about my pursuer. Turning around shakily, I'm met with the void figure. They glare down at me, tendrils wriggling around as they come out of their back.
Mutasim: This... This isn't... Real... I-It can't be...
The figure thrusts a tendril at me, stabbing my left shoulder. A pained scream leaves my mouth as the tendril lifts me up off the ground, bringing me face-to-face with the eldritch horror. It continues to glare at me and another tendril is brought up to my face, pointing directly at my right eye. In a state of panic, I punch the figure with a right hook and raise my legs to kick off it. Somehow, it worked as I was able to kick myself off the creature's tendril, allowing me to fall to the ground. A pained grunt left my lips as I landed on my bleeding arm.
Miss Circle: You shouldn't have done that.
Crying, I pick myself up and hold my injured shoulder, running away from the teacher and demonic entity. My tears obscured my vision, but that didn't matter. All I could do was run. My left arm hung limp and flailed behind me as I ran. I turn another corner and see the front double doors of the school. I was about to escape! I was so close!
A surge of energy flowed through me and I sped faster towards the exit. Not wanting to waste time grabbing the handle, I throw my body through the glass doors and continue running, escaping from the school.
My entire body ached, my left arm felt numb and yet I continued to run. I didn't bother turning back to look at the hellhole I had escaped from. All I could hope for was that my foster carers would never send me back...
