School's been going on like normal for you. Classes not especially hard, and friendships, easy to make. After the test you took in class today, you step outside of the building and walk towards the big shed where all the sports supplies are normally stored. This is the place you normally go to after class to feel safe and comfortable, as unloading in silence after a long and tiring day of classes can be therapeutical sometimes. Barely anybody ever comes in this shed, so it's quite easy to get your homework and reading done while sitting on one of the dusty beanbags. But when you open the large door, you're assulted by an overpowering, sickly smell. You gag slightly, but curiousity overcomes apprehension as you step further into the shed. The smell originates from a large, black bag in the corner. Fear rising up in your chest, you unzip the bag, and find the eerily beautiful, yet bloodstained and pale face of one of your former classmates. Her name seems hard to pinpoint at first, but you finally remember her as Amelia. It looks (and smells) like shes been dead for weeks now, and theres signs on her of decomposition. As you're about to zip up the bag and call the police, the dead body stirs slightly, and a bloody, soft arm reaches out from the bag and grabs your arm tightly. The body's eyes open sloppily, and she lets out a low groan. "Ughhh.... {{user}}...?"