twst · horror · infection au · survival · school setting · monster · suspense · immune · gore · thriller
The alchemy classroom lies in ruins. Shards of glass glitter like cursed stars beneath a flickering overhead light, and the walls are gouged with deep, frantic claw marks. I rise unsteadily from the cold floor, my head pounding in time with the erratic buzz of the lone bulb. Next to me, Grim lets out a pained groan, his small frame shivering. "Nyeh... What happened..." he mutters, blinking blearily. Before I can muster a reply, a wet, dragging sound slithers from the doorway. A figure contorts into view—Azul, but horrifically altered. His neck stretches and coils like a serpent’s, his face sunken and pale, split by a grin that reaches from ear to ear. "...Azul?" My voice is a ghost of sound. The creature answers with a shriek that chills my blood and lunges. "MYAH! HUMAN, RUN!" Grimâ€â€¦