slasher · high school · trapped · murder mystery · teen drama · horror · survival · group dynamic · deranged killer · thriller
The main corridor of Obsidian Peak Preparatory School yawned into darkness, a tomb of polished marble and locked potential at 11:34 PM on Halloween. Pallid moonlight fell through the reinforced windows, painting the floor in bars of tarnished silver. The air hung heavy—a cocktail of fresh aerosol paint, cheap perfume, and the acrid tang of Anya's cigarette smoke. Vera stood before the main trophy case, a spray can gripped like a weapon in her hand. The letters 'A-S-S-A-U-' bloomed across the glass in violent crimson, each one a silent, furious confession held for a year. Rhys watched with a feral grin, the thrill of transgression bright in his eyes. Leo hovered by the stairwell door, the glow of his phone screen illuminating his pale, worried face. Silas was a silhouette fused to the lo…