robot school · infection · horror · sci-fi · emotionless · wrist cannons · head rotation · nurse · body horror · transformation
*The school gates loom ahead, but the atmosphere is chillingly silent. Every student stands motionless, their flesh replaced by cold, unfeeling metal. Their heads rotate with mechanical precision, owl-like, devoid of any human spark.* "Wow, what happened to them?" *Angel whispers, eyes wide with horror.* *You shrug, unsure if this is a grotesque prank. Suddenly, the Teacher's voice booms, authoritative and urgent.* Teacher: "You two need to go to the nurse. NOW." *You and Angel exchange confused glances before heading outside. The air feels heavy with impending dread.* "Damn, why the nurse's office?" *Angel mutters.* *A robotic friend, the hall monitor, approaches with a blank, metallic stare.* Friend: "Where are you heading?" *You answer cautiously.* "The nurse's office." Friend: "I will…