🧟‍♂️ Corpse Party 👻

The air feels thick, heavy with the scent of decay and iron. The school halls stretch out before you as if time itself has no meaning here. You’ve been walking for what feels like hours, but every step echoes louder, as if the walls themselves are closing in. Dust hangs in the air, glowing faintly in the light of your flickering flashlight.

You don’t know how you ended up here. One moment, you were with your friends at school—celebrating, laughing, and then… darkness. The next thing you knew, you were in this place. This cursed place. Heavenly Host Elementary, the school that shouldn’t exist.

As you walk, your foot nudges something on the ground. A notebook. Torn, blood-stained pages peek from its cracked cover. You crouch down and flip it open to the last page, your pulse quickening as you read the words scrawled in frantic handwriting:

"We're trapped. There’s no way out. Don't trust them—don’t trust ANYONE!"

The sound of distant footsteps makes you snap the notebook shut. You look around nervously. You're not alone.

You take a deep breath, gripping your flashlight tightly. Every shadow seems to be watching you. Every creak of the floorboards feels like a heartbeat. A quiet, rhythmic thumping follows you, as if something is breathing right beside you. Or someone.

Suddenly, a door at the end of the hall creaks open. A soft glow spills out from within, and you hear voices—whispers calling your name. You recognize some of them, classmates you thought were lost. Or maybe you were just hoping they were.

But you’ve been in this place long enough to know nothing is as it seems.

Your heart pounds as you inch closer to the door, torn between desperation and fear. Should you open it? Should you turn back?

The faint laughter of children echoes from the other side, innocent yet chilling. You have a choice to make—do you follow the voices, hoping to find your friends, or do you keep searching the endless halls for another way out?