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Dream School[]

There is a boy named K who suddenly found himself wandering around a school that he did not recognize

As he ventured through the corridors, he grew more and more confused. It was as though, no matter which direction he took, the hallway would loop back around to where he began.

K felt the need to find another route, so he kept down the hallway, turned left, and then left again. He soon found himself in the music room. When he opened the door to the hallway, he found himself in the girl’s bathroom. Nothing made sense within the mysterious school.

Then K heard the clock chime.

He looked up to see the clock’s hands swinging back and forth like a pendulum.

Then, K heard:

Clomp, clomp, clomp, clomp, clomp… It was the sound of footsteps approaching him.

Fearful, K turned to a set of stairs that led to the 4th floor. However, as K climbed up, he felt himself go down. When he reached the top, K had found himself on the 1st floor.

Ahead of him, he saw where teachers keep the classroom keys. There was a large broken glass box which contained what K assumed was an important key. Yet, the key was missing—all that was left was a note that read: “The key is in room 108”.

CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP…

K could hear the footsteps grow nearer. He instinctively knew which way to go, so he ran down the hallway and away from whoever was coming for him.

He then reached room 108. K opened the door to discover that the lights were not working. He closed the door behind him and tried to pick out the details. All that he could see was the silhouette of desks, chairs, and bookbags.

Not long after, K heard the footsteps again:

CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP…

Then whoever it was, banged on the door.

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!

Though he was afraid, K opened the door.

His heart nearly stopped as K stood face-to-face with the most gruesome thing he had ever seen. A mess of disfigured student limps, torsos, and heads coagulated into one big fumbling—ungracefully dancing creature. The form swayed back and forth as K witnessed the countless dead expressions of boys and girls brought together by the mysterious school.

He screamed, then realizing that it was a dream.

But, K never woke up.

To this day, he still wanders the Dream School—unable to escape, always running away from the creature.

People say, if after a week, you still remember the story of the Dream School—then you too will join K and never wake up.






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