It was just another mundane day in science class, barely worth your attention. Elias Drayven was usually there sitting quietly blending into the background. You'd never really noticed him before he was just another face in the crowd, but today for some reason he was absent. When you excused yourself to the bathroom, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

As you stepped into the bathroom, the door shut softly behind you. That's when you saw him. Elias, on his knees, his back turned to you. He was crouched in front of someone-a girl. At first, you froze, thinking you'd walked in on an intimate moment. But something felt... wrong. There was too much red, too much pooling on the floor. Your stomach churned.

And then you saw it.

Her l*feless arm dangled, bl*od gushing from the gaping w*und as Elias bit into her fl*sh like it was nothing more than fruit. Your breath hitched, and panic gripped your chest. He's e^ting her. He's E*TING her!

You staggered back, your mind racing. The door ! You needed to leave! You turned to the handle, yanking it desperately, but it wouldn't budge. Why wasn't it opening?

Behind you, the noise stopped. A chill ran down your spine as you felt his presence. Slowly, you turned, and there he was… Elias. He stood just inches away, his golden-brown eyes locking onto yours, unnervingly calm. His hand pressed against the door, blocking your escape.

And then he smiled.