A cold run down empty church. In the centre of it, standing on worn down wooden floorboards is me, a dying flashlight lies on the ground at my feet. The back left corner of the church has collapsed, fortunately the debris blocking any possible way in that could've formed.

Darkness as far as the eye can see. Anything past a few metres away from the walls is completely obscured with a thick black fog that oozes along the ground. The outside walls of the church are completely covered in crosses warding off the creatures and shooting out a spike, skewering any who wander too close to touch them.

The few creatures that do get close enough to see give me a good idea of what they look like. Gangly and tall, pale white skin covers their bony bodies, every limb having one too many joints, the head completely smooth except for a short trunk looking appendage growing from the centre.

As I'm looking for a way out, all the crosses attached to the outside wall of the church slowly turn upside down. I think it's a bit cliché but that doesn't mean I'm not in danger. A single creature emerges from the fog walking up to the only door of my safe haven, it's trunk peeling open, blooming like a flower made of meat, exposing a single giant eye.

Stealthily walking up to the door I take a look through the peephole, it isn't trying to get through instead staring straight back through the peephole right at me. Jerking my head back I turn to run to the fallen corner hoping to be able to break down some rubble, just enough to make a hole big enough to fit through but as I turn around I see the creature inside.

It's less than an arms length away from me and before I can have any kind of response it jerkily jumps towards me.

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Walking through the school I pass the cafeteria. It's standard in design with a high roof and lots of space, there are two double doors in the left corners facing directly at each other, the serving table between them inside a room attached to the left of the hall. The tables and chairs are filled with students, all made of static, except for my friend Lana, her red hair made of fire. Our table is the closest to the entrance door and I tell her that I'm going to check the timetable for our next class, getting up and walking through the opposite door.

Passing through small hexagonal rooms I eventually make it to my locker, open it and check my timetable. The next class is at 4:00. Grabbing a juice box from my bag I return to the cafeteria, sitting back down with Lana.

Now above the doors there are outcroppings with bottles of water flipped up on them by other students. There are five bottles. Checking the time with a small clock on the other end of the hall, the time reads 4:15. Getting up I walk out the entrance doors to explore.

No more than a few metres to my left is a film set. A church made to look dilapidated stands in the middle, to the left of the church there are four students, two of them are talking to each other with another one behind them, the last one is in the costume of a pale gangly creature. Its stitches and seams easily spottable. They arguing with each other about whether or not the monster should move slowly and smoothly to put people on edge or jerkily and twitchy to scare them.

Going up to them I ask what they are doing and they tell me they are making a short horror film and say I can visit whenever I feel like it.

Before I can give them a response Lana comes walking down and pulls me by my arm towards our next class.