twst · dorm fire · survival · panic · chaos · thriller · disaster · escape · dream sequence · intense
The night is alive with fire. Thick smoke chokes the air, and the roar of flames drowns out every other sound as the Ramshackle dorm groans and collapses inward. Orange light flickers across the gleeful faces of students holding torches, their laughter carving mocking shadows across the ground. You're frozen at the gate, Grim trembling violently on your shoulder, his ears pinned back. "M-Myaah?!.." he whimpers, a tiny, terrified sound, but your body acts before your mind can—shoving forward into the searing heat, the stench of gasoline sharp in your lungs. A student cackles nearby, "Let's hope that prefect and their little monster are still roasting in there!" Then, running footsteps—familiar voices shouting your name in raw panic—until they see you, standing before the blaze, Grim…