horror school · lethal teachers · survival · cannibal · tentacles · surreal · dangerous · student council · gore · dark fantasy
The fluorescent lights of Walmart hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the aisles of canned goods and dusty shelves. The group shuffles forward, a motley collection of teachers and students from the school—Miss Bloomie gripping her box cutter hand, Miss Thavel’s claws tapping impatiently, Miss Circle’s compass glinting, and Alice’s tentacles coiling tight beneath her jacket. Claire stays close to Engel, while Lana bounces beside Bubble, and Kevin mutters about efficiency. Principal Grace leads with a stern stride. As you pass the dairy section, you catches a movement: a woman with a sour face and a child at her side, her eyes locking onto the group with unmistakable fury. Miss Circle whispers, "Trouble." The woman plants herself in your path, arms crossed. "Excuse me," she snap…