Horror Classroom Author: Forgetting Sorrow
Synopsis:
Behind the school stood an abandoned school building where people often disappeared. Yet anyone who came back out would become rich overnight. I went inside, but I couldn't get out...
Chapter 1: Death Descends
A sharp pain suddenly surged through my back. I jolted awake, gasping for breath with my head on the desk. My deskmate stared at me in astonishment, but I had no time to think. I turned and dashed out of the classroom.
I came to the school restroom and pulled off my shirt. A distinct black claw mark had appeared on my back.
"Is it coming again?"
I sighed and walked out of the restroom, my face pale. Then I headed behind the school.
Behind the school stood a stretch of abandoned school buildings. The place was incredibly eerie, and no one went there even during the day.
When I came through the back gate, three people had already arrived.
They were all students—two boys and a girl. One boy wore glasses, while the other was burly and clearly a student-athlete. The girl was petite and adorable, and she looked at me curiously.
"Since everyone's here, let's go in." The boy swept his gaze around the group as he spoke.
"Wait a moment. What exactly is going on? Can someone explain it to me?" the girl asked timidly.
"You'll know once you go in," Glasses Man said indifferently.
Chapter 1: Death Descends
A sharp pain suddenly surged through my back. I jolted awake, gasping for breath with my head on the desk. My deskmate stared at me in astonishment, but I had no time to think. I turned and dashed out of the classroom.
I came to the school restroom and pulled off my shirt. A distinct black claw mark had appeared on my back.
"Is it coming again?"
I sighed and walked out of the restroom, my face pale. Then I headed behind the school.
Behind the school stood a stretch of abandoned school buildings. The place was incredibly eerie, and no one went there even during the day.
When I came through the back gate, three people had already arrived.
They were all students—two boys and a girl. One boy wore glasses, while the other was burly and clearly a student-athlete. The girl was petite and adorable, and she looked at me curiously.
"Since everyone's here, let's go in." The boy swept his gaze around the group as he spoke.
"Wait a moment. What exactly is going on? Can someone explain it to me?" the girl asked timidly.
"You'll know once you go in," Glasses Man said indifferently.
The student-athlete, however, said unconcernedly, "Hurry up and go in. My back is killing me."
I nodded and followed them inside.
We reached the entrance of the abandoned school building and walked in. Once we entered, the pain in our backs gradually faded like a receding tide. Only the girl remained on guard as she looked at us. "Can I not go inside?"
"Even if you don't want to go in, you have no choice. The pain in your back will keep getting worse. Eventually, you'll die," Glasses Man said.
Only then did the girl step inside, her eyes filled with terror.
I silently glanced at them before looking around.
The abandoned school building was dark and gloomy. Even in broad daylight, a trace of horror still permeated the place.
Once we arrived, the door behind us shut by itself.
"What should we do now?" the girl asked blankly as she looked at us.
"Find somewhere to hide, then stay alive." After saying that, Glasses Man turned and left.
I also rushed into the school building, while the other student-athlete turned and left as well. The girl was left standing there all alone. Only then did fear seize her, and she hurried after the student-athlete.
"Why are you following me?" the student-athlete asked impatiently.
"I hope you can protect me," the girl said.
"Then stay beside me. Remember, don't make a single sound. It's about to come." As he spoke, a fear he had never shown before surfaced in his eyes.
I hid inside an abandoned classroom on the second floor of the school building. After closing the door, I stared fearfully out the window, my eyes extremely wary.
After quite some time, everyone had hidden themselves, and the entire abandoned school building fell deathly silent. Just then, my pupils contracted slightly. I hurriedly lowered my head. Beyond my field of vision, a figure slowly appeared.
It was a woman with her head lolling to one side, touching the ground with only her toes. She wore a snow-white school uniform, and her head rested crookedly on her neck, bent a full ninety degrees. In her hand, she gripped a cold dagger.
She walked slowly, looking around in every direction. I lowered my head and held my breath, moving with extreme caution.
Though my entire body trembled, I covered my mouth and stood frozen in the room, not daring to say a word.
She slowly made her way through the school building. Soon, footsteps rang out. She was coming upstairs.
My pupils contracted slightly, and I could no longer speak. I clamped my hand over my mouth. Even with my face ashen, I refused to make the slightest sound.
The footsteps drew closer, closer still. I crouched on the floor, my entire body covered by a dust-covered cloth.
I lay in the corner, disguising myself as a pile of junk. The footsteps drew nearer and nearer.
Along with the footsteps, my heart began to race, and fear spread relentlessly through me.
Just then, the door was quietly opened.