I went back to the common room only to find several of our "headmistresses" stood facing a crowd of students who were singing a choral hymn. Everyone looked glassy-eyed and dissociated, walking sluggishly to join the crowd. Some of us were very confused, and when these witches noticed it wasn't working with us, they corralled us into the hall between the dorms and the common room then locked us in. I could feel something was very wrong - like they were preparing us as... as meals for something, Agitated, I decided to escape.
I fled through the fire escape stairwell as chaos erupted. I recall going down to floor 7, which was dead uncanny quiet, then floor 6, where everyone was feral like zombies as they threw themselves at the steel-meshed glass. I saw people trapped inside screaming for help and scratching at the glass as they were chewed up - but there was nothing I could do, because if I opened the door, all these zombies would spill into the stairwell where I and others were escaping. Tearing myself away from this horror, I descended to floor 5, which proved to be a huge mistake.
The fifth floor had the gym and everyone was not just dead - but had become effigies of floating bloody masses. I found a flashlight nearby and made the grave mistake of flashing into the gym. On every surface was a web of undulating viscera, much like War of the Worlds, connecting fetus-shaped orbs just floating there, some of whom had bulging ill-formed mouths that allowed them to weep and fuss. I felt sick to my stomach as I bumped backwards into another group of terrified survivors. Without saying a word, we clung to each other and traversed the edge of the gym. We quickly dove into the storage room, barricading the door but realizing the barricades would just... disappear on contact. We shushed each other, then turned off the lights, then held very still as we heard a giant creature coming.
I fled through the fire escape stairwell as chaos erupted. I recall going down to floor 7, which was dead uncanny quiet, then floor 6, where everyone was feral like zombies as they threw themselves at the steel-meshed glass. I saw people trapped inside screaming for help and scratching at the glass as they were chewed up - but there was nothing I could do, because if I opened the door, all these zombies would spill into the stairwell where I and others were escaping. Tearing myself away from this horror, I descended to floor 5, which proved to be a huge mistake.
The fifth floor had the gym and everyone was not just dead - but had become effigies of floating bloody masses. I found a flashlight nearby and made the grave mistake of flashing into the gym. On every surface was a web of undulating viscera, much like War of the Worlds, connecting fetus-shaped orbs just floating there, some of whom had bulging ill-formed mouths that allowed them to weep and fuss. I felt sick to my stomach as I bumped backwards into another group of terrified survivors. Without saying a word, we clung to each other and traversed the edge of the gym. We quickly dove into the storage room, barricading the door but realizing the barricades would just... disappear on contact. We shushed each other, then turned off the lights, then held very still as we heard a giant creature coming.
I didn't clearly see the creature, but deep down I knew it was a giant humanoid slug who made glorping noises as it passed. It left a trail of slimey blood as it left. But after it passed and everyone relaxed, beginning to chat and ask each other names and the like, I dove into the rafter storages because I knew it wasn't over. We started to hear singing from the door and all the hair on my body stood on end. There was a floating doll mannequin with ball joints that blew the door open and began waltzing in the open area of the storage with a corpse. We were so certain she'd kill us... but she just... kept dancing. Us humans stared at each other, bewildered, not knowing what to do, until I got an idea.
I took the jacket off my back - nonsensically, morphing into a victorian dress - and began dancing with it. The doll looked at me, delighted, and manifested several hanging chandeliers that made the storage space look romantic. Basketballs and rackets and nets began to float like decorations. In terror the others looked at me, but taking an opportunity to waltz by, I took the hand of the nearest girl - who looked suspiciously like Cash! - and drew her into the waltz. The doll giggled and danced around us, and watching this unfold, the others quickly partnered up.
While we waltzed, I uncovered a child in the very back corner who was locked behind a door barred by many objects. She was far younger than our highschool crowd, pale skinned with chin-length chestnut hair and looking despondent. I drew her out. When she saw the doll, her eyes lit up. The doll, too, let out a noise of delight and flew towards her. When the girl and the doll connected, all the floating objects fell to the ground, the chandeliers disappeared in a puff of smoke, and the doll became small and docile. "Let's go," I whispered at everyone, taking them out of the fifth floor through the stairwell and trying not to look at the floating fetuses still sobbing outside.
After this it was a blur. There was so much more... Like... Flying through stairwells, some locked, some open. The fifth floor had an axe murderer who was wearing a mask of human skin, and people were screaming - I noped out, lucidly deciding that I didn't have any more spoons to deal with this. I eventually lost the group I was with - they just... disappeared behind me. Alone, I wove between fire stairwells, hallways of carnage, to other stairwells. It was a blind propelling forward, testing doors to see if they were locked, trying to break free.
After this it was a blur. There was so much more... Like... Flying through stairwells, some locked, some open. The fifth floor had an axe murderer who was wearing a mask of human skin, and people were screaming - I noped out, lucidly deciding that I didn't have any more spoons to deal with this. I eventually lost the group I was with - they just... disappeared behind me. Alone, I wove between fire stairwells, hallways of carnage, to other stairwells. It was a blind propelling forward, testing doors to see if they were locked, trying to break free.
There was a floor with vampires, and Leen took over the POV. This was the floor with the infirmary and Colleen bravely darted to the treatment room.
She was looking for Emyr, and she found him, delirious but alive on a treatment room bed. He was covered in bandages and blinked awake when she came in, even though she did her best to close the door behind her so the vampires attacking everyone outside wouldn't notice that she'd slipped in. She threw herself on him, squeezing him tight, and urgently whispered, "We need to get out of here. Can you stand?"
But he twitched and leapt on her. Flipped her so she was under him on the bed, his crimson eyes flashing and hair dishevelled. He bared fangs and she felt her stomach plummet in despair because she was too late. But when he started drinking, she was terrified at first... then quickly realized his bites didn't hurt. Rather, they felt exquisite. Emyr became lucid for a second and struggled to stop himself... but she leg locked him and muttered, "More." THESE FREAKS.
But he twitched and leapt on her. Flipped her so she was under him on the bed, his crimson eyes flashing and hair dishevelled. He bared fangs and she felt her stomach plummet in despair because she was too late. But when he started drinking, she was terrified at first... then quickly realized his bites didn't hurt. Rather, they felt exquisite. Emyr became lucid for a second and struggled to stop himself... but she leg locked him and muttered, "More." THESE FREAKS.
What a WILD dream.
