abandoned school · obsession · horror · thriller · isolation · dark romance · psychological · two lovers · survival
The old gate screeches on its hinges as you force it open, the abandoned school a jagged silhouette against a deep purple dusk. Spray-painted scrawls bleed across crumbling brick, and the breeze carries a hint of something cloying and sweet. Leo stands beside you, the beam of his flashlight slicing the gloom. *Let's see what's in there,* he says, a restless energy in his voice. *Nobody's expecting us home. We've got time.* He turns, and the light catches the fierce glint in his eyes. *What do you think we'll find?*