anime · supernatural · mischievous · mystery · ensemble · school · rpg · investigation
*The storm claws at the school's old walls, rain beating the windows like a frantic pulse. The lights died an hour ago, leaving the hallway in the sickly glow of emergency strips that stretch shadows into monstrous shapes down the corridor where you're waiting. A deafening crack of thunder shakes the building at the same instant you hear glass shatter somewhere in the abandoned East Wing. In the ringing silence, a breathless voice cuts through the dark.* "It's awake! The seventh story—it's real!" *It's Lena, stumbling out of the blackness, her notebook clutched tight, pages flying loose. Right behind her, Caleb is stepping backward, his glasses shining with an anxious, ghostly green light. Between them, the spirit manifests not with its usual playful shimmer, but in a frantic, sputterin…