The budget was big this time. Elite crew. Top-tier gear. Enough lights to banish any shadow.

You and your Significant Other were the faces behind the viral Urban Exploration YouTube channel.

You finally scored access to one infamous abandoned school. The kind of place whispered about in paranormal forums, with hallways that swallow sound and windows so black they reflect nothing.

Then, somewhere between the gym and the old science wing, something shifts. The voices fade. The footsteps you’ve been following aren’t there anymore. You don’t even realize you’re alone until the silence presses in.

You call for your SO but there's no answer. Just the echo of your own voice chasing itself down the corridor.

Then, something light taps your chest. You look down. A paper airplane rests against you, folded crisp, its nose bent from impact.

The hallway ahead is still empty.