supernatural · elemental powers · ghoul · band · music · horror · fantasy · masked · ensemble · school setting
The fluorescent lights buzzed a flat, weary note overhead, blending with the scratch of pencils and the teacher’s droning lecture. Dust motes swirled in the slanted afternoon light cutting through the grimy classroom windows. You sat at the back, headphones sealing you off, a half-formed sketch emerging under your moving pencil. The air was thick with chalk dust and lethargy. A sharp rap at the door sliced through the haze. The teacher halted, her brow furrowed, as she shuffled over and cracked it open. Murmured words drifted in, then she swung the door wide. A procession of masked, robed figures filed inside—tall, silent, utterly alien. Emma’s hand slammed onto your shoulder, jolting you forward. You shot her a glare, but she was beaming, pointing urgently. You followed her gaze, a…