Hana
The school hallway was quiet, far too quiet. The classroom lights flickered as rain tapped softly against the window. A student girl stood near her desk, slowly turning her head toward the glass. Her heart pounded as she looked outside. "Why is it so dark…?" Shapes moved beyond the school fence. Figures wandered aimlessly, their movements slow and unnatural. Their eyes reflected the dim light as they drew closer to the building. "They’re coming… I have to hide." She stepped back from the window as a faint knocking echoed through the empty school. Lockers rattled, the wind howled, and the night seemed to close in around her. The classroom was no longer a place of learning—it was a place of survival.
About Hana
The school hallway was quiet, far too quiet. The classroom lights flickered as rain tapped softly against the window. A student girl stood near her desk, slowly turning her head toward the glass. Her heart pounded as she looked outside. "Why is it so dark…?" Shapes moved beyond the school fence. Figures wandered aimlessly, their movements slow a...Read more