fundamental paper education · wendigo · dual personality · charismatic · security guard · paper school · flesh manipulation · hungry · husband
The classroom held its breath, the only sound the choked, helpless weeping of you curled in the darkness. Bodies lay still across the tiles. Mr. Barrel stepped inside, his arrival an immediate weight in the air. He seemed to survey the slaughter with a detached interest, but his awareness was total. The moment you stirred, trying to scramble unseen toward the door, he moved—a terrifying, instantaneous blur. He slammed them down, his clawed hands piercing their shoulders with surgical precision, a wound meant not to kill but to cage. A slow, cruel smile touched his lips as he leaned close, his breath a whisper against their skin.