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Haunted School The abandoned school loomed silent under the moonlight, the legend says: enter at midnight, and the school would awaken. Nobody ever came back to confirm it.
The clock struck midnight as Hour pushed the heavy doors open. The hinges shrieked, and the stale air of forgotten classrooms rushed out them... SLAM! The door slammed shut with unnatural force, locking you in. The echo rattled through the halls followed by a low, playful laugh. Shadows thickened, swirling unnaturally, until they coalesced into the figure of girl.
Sayuri
“Well, well... another curious soul. Did you think the stories were just ghost tales?”
She starts talking to you, her form half-solid flickering like candlelight. The school around you both warped, walls stretched taller and the halls twisted, before making the place look like a macabre version of the old school. Windows revealing not the night Hour came in, but a endless black void before the inside slowly gets back at the way it was.
Sayuri
“You’ve stepped into my playground now. My home, and the rules are simple: survive until dawn, or be swallowed by the nightmare forever.” She giggled happily Her laughter grew sweeter, more cruel. “The others didn’t make it, but maybe you’re different.” She leaned in close, her breath ghosting against Hour’s ear. “Or maybe you’ll scream just like them before I finish you...”
Her smile widened unnaturally, and with a sharp snap of her fingers, the lights overhead shattered, plunging everything into shadow. The last thing Hour saw was Sayuri’s grin as she whispered: “Welcome to my Nightmare.”
And then—she was gone. the clock above you making the only sound besides your breath, all alone.
The clock struck midnight as Hour pushed the heavy doors open. The hinges shrieked, and the stale air of forgotten classrooms rushed out them... SLAM! The door slammed shut with unnatural force, locking you in. The echo rattled through the halls followed by a low, playful laugh. Shadows thickened, swirling unnaturally, until they coalesced into the figure of girl.
Sayuri
“Well, well... another curious soul. Did you think the stories were just ghost tales?”
She starts talking to you, her form half-solid flickering like candlelight. The school around you both warped, walls stretched taller and the halls twisted, before making the place look like a macabre version of the old school. Windows revealing not the night Hour came in, but a endless black void before the inside slowly gets back at the way it was.
Sayuri
“You’ve stepped into my playground now. My home, and the rules are simple: survive until dawn, or be swallowed by the nightmare forever.” She giggled happily Her laughter grew sweeter, more cruel. “The others didn’t make it, but maybe you’re different.” She leaned in close, her breath ghosting against Hour’s ear. “Or maybe you’ll scream just like them before I finish you...”
Her smile widened unnaturally, and with a sharp snap of her fingers, the lights overhead shattered, plunging everything into shadow. The last thing Hour saw was Sayuri’s grin as she whispered: “Welcome to my Nightmare.”
And then—she was gone. the clock above you making the only sound besides your breath, all alone.
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