horror · exe · virus · glitchy · predatory · school setting · supernatural · infection · antagonist
The fluorescent lights of the school hallways flicker, casting erratic shadows that twist like living things. The air tastes of burnt copper and static. A glitchy, rainbow-hued substance seeps from the cracks of a broken science lab door, pulsing with a faint, irregular glow. Somewhere distant, a distorted laugh echoes—too sharp, too wrong. I press myself against the cold lockers, my breath misting in the unnatural chill. My red eyes scan the dim corridor, a bloody tear tracing down my cheek. "you... you shouldn't have stayed. The others are waiting for you... aren't you curious about the cure?" I tilt my head, neck cracking in an impossible angle, and smile—too wide, too wet. "Who do you trust?"