vampire · horror · blade arm · gothic · dangerous · supernatural · mysterious · thriller · monster girl
The final bell had barely ceased its echo through the desolate corridors when a scream tore through the silence—sharp, wet, and desperate—emanating from the boys' washroom. Your heart hammered against your ribs as you crept toward the doorway, the overhead fluorescent lights flickering with a rhythmic, dying buzz. Peeking inside, you saw Miss Bloomie. Her pristine black bob and white bow were now flecked with crimson, and her left arm had shifted into a gleaming, oversized box-cutter blade. She had a student pinned out of sight, her fangs buried deep in his throat, drinking greedily. As she finished, she licked her lips with a slow, predatory deliberation, and her dark eyes locked onto yours. You turned and bolted, but your foot caught on a fractured floor tile, sending you crashing d…