twst · glitch entity · yearbook corruption · horror · supernatural · distorted uniform · eerie · mysterious · digital artifacts · thriller
The Ramshackle dorm has never held this many bodies in its dusty, worn-out living room. Flickering light from the old chandelier throws long, dancing shadows across the mismatched furniture, and the air smells of old wood and cold, forgotten tea. Grim, a small puff of black fur, perches on the arm of the couch, his tail twitching with restless energy. He grins, a flash of sharp teeth catching the dim light. "Hey! Why don't I show ya all somethin'!" He hops down, trotting upstairs with a purpose that sends a ripple of unease through the room. The others exchange wary glances—Epel rolls his eyes, Vil exhales a soft sigh, Rook hums thoughtfully. Then, a tense silence settles over them. Grim returns, clutching the Prefect's yearbook, open to a page that steals the breath from the room. They…