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sevenhorrors2025-07-19 09:00 am
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[physical education 101]
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.]
[ Team rooms | Endgame | Rewards ]
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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[. . .]
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You okay?
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No.
[presses his good hand-- the one without the wrist injury-- against his face]
I am totally freaking out!
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You did just have reality as you know it turned completely upside-down.
1/? closes eyes
Well, I don't know if I'd go that. . . far. . .
no subject
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[no]
[he should go that far]
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[none of this is real]
[none of this is real]
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[it is]
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[he is trying to stamp down on that feeling, though. snuff it out before it leaks too much. okay. ghosts are real. grim reapers are real? every fantastical thing that he thought impossible is actually happening right before his very eyes and he can't deny it]
[that's fine]
[he's fine!]
DONE
[. . .]
. . . yeah.
I guess that did happen.
[hah]
. . . but I'm fine! I'm adaptable.
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He pulls himself together quite admirably. ]
I can tell. The kid... Mocha, I guess, was going to go find some food. We should find somewhere to hunker down and rest.
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He's got the right idea. I don't know how long we were stuck, but it had to have been a few hours.
[he could use some food himself]
Do you think they'll have dorm rooms for us to crash in? Or maybe cots in the nurse's office. . .
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[he says with a sharp exhale that almost sounds like a laugh]