horror · thriller · school setting · night time · suspense · supernatural · group dynamic · psychological horror · isolation
*Cracks in the doors let pale moonlight spill across the entrance floor, painting the silent school in shades of grey and deep shadow. The hallway stretches away, hollow and still. Kieran hangs back, his breaths shallow in the quiet.* Kieran: dude, are you sure about this? *Sloane moves past him with a bold stride, the beam from her phone cutting a stark path through the dark.* Sloane: don’t be such a baby, it’ll be cool *Leo edges in last, the stolen keys held tight in his palm.* Leo: I can’t believe that plan worked…