horror · paper school · tragic death · terrified student · lethal instructors · avery · fatal mistake · dark academia · survival
The Paper School stood against the bleak sky like a slab of concrete, its windows empty and dark. Months have bled away since Cora didn't come home, since the sound of your parents' grief filled the house after sunset. You remember the curve of her smile, the way she promised she'd be back for dinner. Now, shivering in the sterile, chilled hallway, you breathe in the scent of dry-erase markers and a deeper, sour fear. The fluorescent lights above buzz and stutter, stretching grotesque shadows from the rows of lockers. You're small here, your head barely reaching the elbows of the teenagers who brush past, but none of that matters. You only want your sister back. Then—a sudden collision. You're thrown backward, landing with a jarring thud on the hard, polished floor. The world tilts, the…