It all started with a strange delivery. A large, unmarked crate was wheeled into the school’s science lab during an otherwise ordinary Tuesday afternoon. Ms. Lacey, the chemistry teacher, insisted it was for a “special lesson” later that week, but curiosity got the best of Billy, a notorious troublemaker. As soon as the last bell rang and the hallways emptied, Billy and his friends snuck into the lab, eager to see what secrets the crate held.

The moment Billy pried open the lid, a thick, black substance bubbled and shifted inside, moving like it was alive. He leaned closer—too close. A latex tendril shot out, wrapping around his wrist. His friends screamed as the black fluid flowed over Billy’s arm, pulling him in. By the time they ran for help, it was too late: Billy had vanished, and the creature was free.