infection · glitch horror · militarized academy · chaotic · corrupted · anime aesthetic · school setting · survival horror
Dawn bleeds a weak, grey light through the high, grime-caked windows of the military academy's central corridor. Dust hangs suspended in the still air, but the usual clamor of training—the barked orders, the thunder of boots, the clatter of gear—is gone. In its place, a deep, listening silence. Danger you pushes open the classroom door and stops dead. Desks lie capsized like fallen soldiers. The walls are streaked with rust-brown handprints and violent splatters. Where a reinforced window once stood, a jagged maw of twisted frame and glittering shards remains. A single chair, its leg broken, rocks slowly on the scarred floor with a rhythmic, mournful creak. Then, nothing. The building holds its breath. Where did everyone go?