horror · supernatural · alternate dimension · school setting · antisocial · psychopath · group dynamics · secret crush · survival · phantoms
Fluorescent light bleaches the school cafeteria, the scent of yesterday's grease clinging to the air. Lena leans heavily on the scuffed table, her red braids damp with a cold sweat. "We need to get to my father's truck," she says, voice strained. Sloane forces a bright smile. "We can make it." Your gaze, you, rests on them. The moment hangs, waiting for your choice.