[physical education 101]

[sevenhorrorsmods]

Who: transfer students
When: July 1̷̝̤̳̙̫̭̻̝͓̄̇̾̀̕͝9̸̙̱̹͍̮̈́́̀̅͛̐̔̋ 20
Where: the. . . gymnasium?
What: an ice breaker
Warnings: moderate physical injury (not debilitating), psychological horror (absolutely debilitating)

[The school is empty. The school is quiet. The only sound that cuts through the silence is the soft ticking of the hallway clocks that mark the passing of each second.]

[. . .]

[At least. . . until a stiff breeze whips through the classrooms, scattering dirty papers and jerking the curtains aside. The clock strikes 6:00 a.m.]

[The school bell chimes.]

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Comments

[isdf]

[Isn't that the question . . . ]

They must be from other classrooms. Was that not the case for you?

[ordimame]

[blinks a little, fingers curling a bit more tightly around his wounded wrist]

No, I-- [. . .]

I didn't think there were other classrooms. That's all.

[isdf]

I myself did not think so; however, it is now clear that there are more of us than either of us had anticipated. This is quite the predicament . . .

[ordimame]

For some reason, "quite the predicament" feels like. . . an understatement?

[isdf]

[He looses a mirthful breath.]

Is that so . . . ? I suppose my idea of trouble must be rather different from yours.

[ordimame]

[a small huff]

That makes me a little worried about you. But. . . [a tiny shake of his head] I guess that's not my business.

. . . red class means you found the key, right?

[isdf]

[Worried? Yuma blinks. How strange. It's this man who's worrying.]

Yes, it was underneath the podium. How did your class fare?

[ordimame]

. . . poorly!

[his gaze suddenly flicks to the side, then back again, smile strained]

I think we're being haunted now.

[isdf]

Hm . . . ? What do you mean?

[He turns his head to look where Edamura was glancing. There's nothing there.]

[ordimame]

It's just. . . a feeling. . . haha. . .

. . . anyway, don't worry about it! We're alive, and that's the most important part.

[isdf]

I would like to hear your thoughts. If your senses are noticing things others cannot, it may be pertinent to what happened in the classroom.

[ordimame]

. . . oh. It definitely is.

[looking. . . to the side again. . .]

[. . .]

[shivers]

That. . . thing. . . crashed through the window and got to us, so. . .

[he thinks it's haunting them now]

[isdf]

[He, too, looks to the side again. Nothing.]

And now you are . . . seeing things?

[ordimame]

[deep breath in!!]

[sharp exhale]

Yeah. And if you're asking me that, then you're decidedly not seeing them.

[isdf]

No, I am not. Who [or what] are "them"?

[ordimame]

. . . you know, I'm really not sure? But I assume it's the same thing that was looming outside our window. Because it's. . .

[gestures. towards the thing that Sensei can't see]

More creepy dolls.

[isdf]

[Not sensei . . .

Just to be sure, he takes one more look at where Edamura is motioning. Nothing, still.]

Do you see the creature by the window anywhere?

[ordimame]

[ah. at that, he shakes his head]

No. . . just the dolls. But they make me feel like that thing is right behind them.

[isdf]

There is no one but us behind me. [And the dolls that may or may not be there.] Can you touch them?

[ordimame]

. . . why the hell would I even try!!

[HE DOESN'T WANT TO BE MORE HAUNTED]

[isdf]

[It's just a haunting, Edamura.]

Wouldn't you rather confirm whether they can affect you or not than to wonder every time you see them? Furthermore, establishing a baseline now will allow you to differentiate between hauntings and tangible events in the future.

[ordimame]

[WHAT DO YOU MEAN "JUST A HAUNTING??"]

[blandly]

I guarantee you that my sense of self-preservation outweighs my curiosity, sir.

[isdf]

[It's just a—

He chuckles.]

I suppose you have a point. Well then, if you feel at any point that you are in danger, please speak up.

[ordimame]

[haaaah. . .]

Are you offering to protect me, then?

[isdf]

Yes, if I happen to be in the area.