"...."
I was met with the same old school that looked far from modern but this time I was prepared to face anything
Or so I wanted to delusion myself thinking that as long as I followed the thin White line I'd somehow survive but-
"there...Is no white line...."
there was nothing guiding me, I was like a sheep without its shepherd stuck in a place where a single mistake could cost me dearly not only that-
'It's also different...'
the entire atmosphere of the School changed like day and night with every light source being tainted and decorated with red, The sun or what I believed looked like the sun was no exception to this change, The school also looked more run down almost like an abandoned building with no lifeform in sight, However I knew
'this place is teeming with them'
*thud* *thud* *thud*
I heard countless footsteps in every direction left, right, up, down and-
'behind me...'
The only reason I even thought for a second I could survive and kept myself calm and collected was one simple hope.
The White Line that seemed to want to guide me to safety
All I could see around me were Pitch Black Lines littered everywhere In the vicinity, almost as if telling me and whispering in my ear 'that danger Lurks everywhere so exert extreme caution'
as I was about to move, The pitch black lines also reacted with my movements and I also started to hear a faint pulse from the pitch black lines.
I took a step
*step*
I felt several gazes locked directly at me and the pitch black lines also grew Immensely thicker than before making me feel like I took a step closer to a guillotine than a step closer to survival.
"ha-ha am... I perhaps... screwed?"
I tried to chuckle to try and cope with this hopeless and utter ridiculous situation that I somehow found myself in.
'what should I do now?'
Every step I take basically alerts them giving me virtually no way to move without them noticing.
As I pondered on what to do.
*CRASH*
*BOOM*
*RATTLE*
"?!"
A Loud Deafening piercing sound broke the suffocating Silence and almost made me jump out of sheer fear in the process
"h-huh?"
Almost Immediately after, all of the pitch black lines started to dissipate one after another at an alarming rate. I didn't waste this golden opportunity and started sprinting. 'I don't who or what it was that did it, It can be a natural phenomenon for all I care just the fact that I have a shot at surviving this crap is all that matters right now, nothing else matters'
I thought about going out of the school and climbing out but I quickly dismissed such thoughts as I knew that wasn't the right answer. So I racked my brain for any Solution
"Huff Huff" I went down the stairs and went down a floor.
"wait"
I realized something as I racked my head for a solution in order to find a way out of this situation
"This School..."
It has similarities with my School.
The most noticeable one being
'Carlos Ashen'
And
"What the voice said when I first got here"
The voice said to go to Class A3
'Why would Gardenia assign me to the same class as my school?'
The reason Was simple after a bit of contemplation and thinking outside of the box, so simple in fact that I wanted to face palm myself and laugh like a maniac
'They follow a schedule'
I don't know why but the only thing I should know right now Is that they can't go against their schedule which copies my schedule of my school, they can only go against the 'schedule' when I'm breaking the rules like-
'climbing the school walls to avoid classes'
Which means
'I need to got to classroom 23 In order to survive!'
I ran through the Hallways looking at the classroom numbers at the same time
'5, 7, 6, 8 ,9'
"You've got to be kidding me", I realized quickly that Classroom 23 was on the floor I was previously at
I quickly went to the end of the Hallway In order to use the wide stairs that was on the left side
As I turned and faced the stairs, My face paled
'Is that...blood?"