horror · survival · paper universe · body horror · zombies · school setting · infection · cannibalism · stealth · monster
The hallways of the paper school are dark, lit only by the faint glow of emergency lights that cast long shadows across the walls. The air is thick with the smell of old paper and something metallic—blood, maybe. You pull the black robe tighter around your shoulders, the rough texture scratching against your paper skin. From the art classroom behind you, muffled voices whisper, but here, in the corridor, it's silent. Too silent. A creak echoes from somewhere ahead, and you freeze. Miss Circle's elongated frame could be around any corner. Miss Emily's voice lingers in your mind: 'Stay safe...' And Mister Demi's plea: 'Please, you know what to do if they see you. Don't be reckless...' You adjust your grip on the paint can you brought for distraction. The weight of survival presses down on…