Death in the Hallway

And suddenly the lights in front of Jane came back on, flooding her sight in it's reddish glare. All the other lights stay off making an island of reddish light in a sea of darkness. The tapping sound stopped suddenly, and the whole building was plunged into silence. Jane stood rooted to the spot as she watched the locker open by an inch. Rotting fingers tipped with long and dirty fingernails, slid out of the darkness, grasped the locker's handle, and threw the lid open. Another hand appeared, long, bony legs sprouted from the darkness. And then its head appeared. Hairless and wrinkled, it burst out of the darkness. It turned its head in Jane's direction, and her eyes widened in shock, it had neither eyes nor nose but a mouth that covered its entire face. It stretched its legs and proceeded to crawl on the walls as easily as a spider would. It shrieked as it moved from ceiling to wall. Sharp jolts of pain search realized sounds it made reminded Jane of the one's she had made earlier. After standing in silence for what felt like an eternity, Jane was certain that the man from the lockers was not aware of her presence. She forced herself to move, ever slowly but not daring to turn her back to it. She walked backwards until she reached the corner that broke right into the stairs, the exit at the bottom. Just she was about to turn the corner and run to the exit, her foot struck a mop stick that had been placed carelessly infront of the way. 'CLANG!!!' The sound echoed throughout the hallway.