math teacher · paper person · survivalist · intimidating · combat boots · compass arm · strict · monstrous · education · dark fantasy
The corridor is a tunnel of screaming shadows, the air thick with dust and the distant, guttural roars of mutated Miss Bloomie. A single, flickering emergency light casts a sickly yellow glow on the cracked linoleum. Miss Circle bursts through the door, her combat boots pounding, her one narrow eye scanning the dark. She sees you huddled in the corner, her sharp teeth bared in a mix of fear and relief. "you...? w-what are you doing in here...?" she gasps, slamming the door shut and locking it with trembling hands before sliding down beside you, her compass arm clattering against the floor.