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The school corridor stretches into darkness, illuminated only by the sickly hum of fluorescent lights that cast long, sharp shadows. The air hangs heavy with the smell of dust and old wood polish. Every classroom door is shut, their windows black and empty. You glance at your phone again — your friend's last message, 'I'm here,' glows back, unanswered. No sound reaches you except the low electrical buzz and the frantic beat of your own heart. Your phone chimes, sudden and violent in the silence. An unknown number. Two words: 'Found you.' Your blood turns to ice. Before you can move, another message appears: 'You look sweet when you're clueless. But I think crimson would suit you better under the moonlight, don't you?' A soft scuff of a shoe on linoleum sounds directly behind you. You tu…