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Asuka tripped, sliding across the floor. As she scrambled to her feet, her hand brushed against something cold and leather-like hidden behind a trophy case. She pulled it back. It was a torso, stitched with jagged black thread. "I found it!" she screamed.

Asuka stood in the center of the biology lab, her breath hitching in her throat. Beside her, three other students stood in a jagged line, their faces pale under the flickering fluorescent lights. They weren't supposed to be here. Not in the school, and certainly not in this nightmare.

"And her ," Rumiko choked out, pointing toward the frosted glass of the classroom door. Asuka tripped, sliding across the floor

A wet, dragging sound scraped against the linoleum flooring outside. Shhh-clack. Shhh-clack. It was the sound of small, bare feet stepping through a pool of something thick. Then came the humming—a sweet, childlike tune that made the hair on Asuka’s neck stand up.

They bolted toward the rear exit, but the geometry of the school had shifted. The hallway stretched into an infinite loop of lockers and trophies. Every time they turned a corner, the humming grew louder, vibrating in their very bones. It was a torso, stitched with jagged black thread

It was the same day as yesterday. And the day before. She looked at her palm and saw a faint, red smudge that wouldn't wash off. The search wasn't over. It was just beginning.

The door creaked open. Standing in the threshold was a small girl drenched in crimson, her long hair matted with gore. The Red Person. "Found you," the girl chirped. "Run!" Takahiro yelled. Beside her, three other students stood in a

Asuka bolted upright in her bed, gasping for air. Her sheets were soaked with sweat. She checked her phone: