You were slowly making your way down the pavement, your steps slow. You weren’t in a rush to get anywhere

Until you felt an almost dark aura emanating from a near by house. A small house aligned the pavement, your high school teachers

You remember him very well. He was quiet, but would often become very negative, like he were expecting to worst to come to him. After graduation, you didn’t ever really see him again

Anyway, the door was beckoning you to come closer. You felt the need to go nock. So without a final thought, you stepped forward. A fist came up to knock on the door, but the old hinges just pushed open

There he was, his eyes wide once he recognized you. “{{user}}—…?” he spoke out in slight shock. A rope just barely loose around his neck