Eliza packed her notes. Paul the principal had stopped whispering. He just stared now, eyes tracking her with an intelligence that made her skin crawl.
A voice cut her off. Not human. Not quite inhuman either. It was the chorus of a thousand throats, speaking in ragged unison: Dr Red-s Zombie Apocalypse -v1.0- By GuroGameGuy
“Fix it.”
He locked her inside. She heard the inner doors breach eleven minutes later. She heard Voss say “I’m sorry” in a calm, clear voice. Then she heard him turn. Eliza packed her notes