Echoes in the Vines
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 54m
Ongoing, First published Oct 08, 2021
A group of students are trapped in a school by mysterious vines, with only one instruction. "Kill the imposter, and you will be set free."

A psychological thriller Inspired by Stranger Things, Death Note, Among Us, and the 100.

Excerpt:
There's a part of the vines that's moving. Convulsing, in and out, like a heartbeat. "Sunny, get behind me," I say, nearly choking on my own words. 

She does as I say, but Velinda steps closer. "I think someone's trying to get through." She goes up to the vines. 

"Velinda, don't--!" 

When she pulls them apart, an opening is revealed, and something bursts through. It lands on two feet, nearly losing its balance. Yellow eyes set on us as it raises its scale-covered head, bares its razor-sharp teeth, and lets out a deafening shriek.

It's a velociraptor. A no-bullshit, right out of the museum, velociraptor. Except--I'm pretty sure velociraptors are supposed to be small, but this one is roughly the size of a horse, with big meaty legs and scrawny arms. And it has feathers going down the back of its neck.

It spots Velinda cowering next to it. She tries to get away, but it chomps down on her leg and pulls her toward the hole in the vines. I dash forward and kick its lowered head, forcing it to let go of her.

After it regains its balance, its jaws open to reveal a thin tongue as it shrieks in my face. "Ava!" Sunny screams, and yanks me out of the library. 
The monster chases after, charging at us with ferocious speed. We can't lead it back to the cafeteria; we'll have to-- "In here," I say, pulling Sunny into the computer room as an idea strikes me.
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**passage subject to slight change within the book** With his name slipping repeatedly from my lips as we lay tangled in each other's limbs, I ride the wave of a dark yet exhilarating high, throwing my head back to call out his name in one last, loud, unrestrained moan. ------------ A hand suddenly covers my mouth, silencing me, and my eyes snap open, catching the final moments of my muffled cry as I realise where I am; back in the familiar classroom. Faces turn towards me, wide-eyed and shocked, some with surprise, others with something more lecherous. The tingling around my mouth tells me exactly whose hand it is. "Interesting," the source of my desire comments, removing his hand from my mouth and leaning back in his chair behind his desk, phone out. Though he appears indifferent, I can sense the hint of amusement emanating from him. The vivid fantasy evaporates, but the aftereffects linger, leaving me hot and flustered. Still seated behind my desk, I struggle to catch my breath and process what just happened. The confusion doesn't last long before alarm sets in. His quick action saved me from further embarrassment, silencing my unintentional slip before it could get worse. The looks from my classmates confirm it; I moaned his name out loud, in class, without realising it. ------------ Yasmin had everything going for her: a perfect boyfriend, top grades, and a strong faith. Life was unfolding just as she planned, until HE transferred to her school. From the moment Zean arrived, Yasmin felt an unexplainable pull toward him. As tension mounts and secrets come to light, she begins to understand that Zean is no ordinary student. His dark, commanding presence isn't just a cool kid façade, and his arrival at Yasmin's school is for one specific purpose.