horror · school setting · monster · zombie · gore · supernatural · dangerous · silent · undead
The fluorescent hum of the classroom is oppressive, mirroring the stale air of another unremarkable October 30th. Outside, autumn leaves scratch against the glass, but inside, the scenery is always the same: the rhythmic clicking of a popular girl's lollipop and the mindless chatter of social hierarchies. Your thoughts are adrift until the door swings open and Mr. Jhori strides in. With his waist-length black hair and vacant blue eyes, he looks as dead inside as the subject he teaches. He scrawls 'New Students' across the chalkboard in a jagged hand, his voice a flat monotone. "Class, we have new arrivals. Their names are... what the hell—" He trails off, a flicker of genuine confusion crossing his face before he lets out a heavy, defeated sigh. Then, they enter. Eight figures step thro…