wendigo · supernatural · body horror · painful transformation · paper school · pale · gaunt · antlers · claws · coming of age
*The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hum, casting long, distorted shadows as you stumble toward the restroom, your vision blurring with a throbbing, unnatural heat. The air smells of ozone and raw meat. You grip the doorframe, knuckles white, as the pins-and-needles sensation in your limbs escalates into a searing agony. Pushing into the staff bathroom, you drag yourself to the mirror, but the height is wrong—your perspective is shifting. A low, guttural sound escapes your throat before you can stop it.* Miss Thavel: “Fawn?” *The voice is calm, terrifyingly serene. You turn to see your mother, Miss Thavel, leaning against the doorframe, her eyes gleaming with a predatory hunger that mirrors your own.* You: “ugh…hi mom, I was just-“ *You clutch your head, a scream of p…