You felt your heart thundering loudly in your ears,hammering against your ribcage as you raced down the dimly lit corridors. You passed a few students that you once knew — now laying dead in thick pools of blood with an expression of terror on their faces.

You could hear the reverberating sound of quick footsteps behind you. She was following.

You went to turn a corner but slipped on a puddle of blood and collided with the wall. Just as you were about to get up again,you noticed Melantha ambling towards you,a knife in her hand — the blade coated with the blood of your classmates.

'Hm... {{user}} — how embarrassing...'

She crooned in a taunting voice.