Professor Blackwood stumbled out of the portal and landed heavily on the hard stone ground. He gasped in pain, clutching at his chest where he had been feeling much pain before he made his way away from the location of the dead Mr. Einstein. His vision swam, and his head throbbed as he struggled to get back on his feet.But as he managed to stand, he was suddenly confronted with a horrifying sight. The normally quiet and peaceful school courtyard was now a scene of utter chaos. Students were running in all directions, some of them screaming in terror, while others were being carried on stretchers by healers who were desperately trying to save them.Professor Blackwood's heart sank as he took in the scene before him. He had known that his actions would have consequences, but he had never imagined that they would be this severe. He felt a surge of guilt and shame wash over him as he watched the chaos unfold.As he began to walk toward the source of the disturbance, he was suddenly hit w
Lance's heart skipped a beat as the door to Prof Criag's office opened, and his eyes widened in surprise as he saw Miss Eloise being led into the room by two guards. He watched in confusion as she pushed them away and made her way toward him, her eyes fixed on his. At first, he couldn't believe his luck - he had been pining after her for days, wanting to know about his fate and that of Glenda and his friends' welfare and now here she was, seemingly coming to him. But as she halted, her eyes full of guilt and shame, Lance's face fell. He could see the conflict in her expression, and it made him feel uneasy.Miss Eloise's eyes flickered with a mixture of emotions as she gazed at Lance. At first, there was shock and happiness, but as she took in the sight of him, her face twisted with guilt. She felt ashamed of the way she had treated him, accusing him of theft without proof. She had been so quick to judge him, and now she regretted it deeply. She wanted to make things right, to tell him
The figure cackled once more, its faceless figure almost shaking along with its laughter. Prof. Blackwood who had successfully leaned on the wall and huffed for air slowly began to let his hand wander toward his wand which was a bit far from his reach, almost beneath his bed.The cackling continued, echoing ominously around the room. Prof. Blackwood felt a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead as he struggled to remain standing. He knew that he was facing something beyond his comprehension, something that could not be defeated by simple spells and incantations.But then, something shifted in the figure's demeanor. The cackling stopped and the faceless head turned to regard Prof. Blackwood with a curious expression. The air in the room seemed to grow thick and oppressive as the figure spoke, its voice low and gravelly."What is it that you fear, mortal?" it asked, its words dripping with a mix of amusement and malice.Prof. Blackwood felt a surge of anger and defiance rising within h
The female healer, alongside Prof. Craig, Lance, and Mr. Chaney, made their way toward the teacher's chambers. The school was previously bustling with the sounds of students' laughter and chatter, but now it was eerily quiet due to the strange illness that had spread throughout the school.They greeted a few teachers who were walking along the corridor, but the atmosphere was tense and anxious. The teachers cast wary glances in their direction, especially to Lance, the group could sense the fear and worry in the air amongst these teachers.As they approached Prof. Blackwood's door, Prof. Craig raised his hand to knock. As Prof. Craig's knuckles landed twice on Prof. Blackwood's door, there was nothing but silence. Worried, he knocked harder and called out Prof. Blackwood's name. When there was still no reply, Prof. Craig's expression turned panicky."We need to get in there," he said, turning to Mr. Chaney, Lance, and the female healer. "We can't afford to waste any more time."Mr. C
Mr. Einstein's face was a haunting sight that Lance would never forget. The once familiar features of his science teacher were now twisted beyond recognition. His skin was mottled with burns and scars, as though he had been through a fire. One of his eyes was tightly closed, the lid burned away, while the other was a bright, angry red that seemed to be staring directly into Lance's soul.But it was Mr. Einstein's mouth that sent a shiver down Lance's spine. The twisted grin on his lips revealed several missing teeth, adding to his already horrific features. The corners of his mouth were stretched unnaturally wide, almost as if they were tearing at the seams. It was a smile that held no joy or warmth, but rather a malevolent pleasure at the fear he was instilling in those around him.As Mr. Chaney turned to see what had caused Lance's gasp of horror, his eyes widened at the sight of his colleague. He was clearly taken aback by the disfigured state of Mr. Einstein, but his concern for h
The torches cast flickering shadows on the dark school walls as Lance, Miss Eloise, Mr. Chaney, and two other teachers made their way back to their respective chambers. Lance shuddered as he felt a chill down his spine and looked around at the deserted and empty school grounds, which were now eerily quiet. The usual sounds of students laughing and chatting were replaced by a haunting silence and the only sounds heard were their footsteps which softly echoed through the stone floor. Lance sighed deeply and said, "It's so strange to see the school like this, Miss Eloise. It feels so deserted and cold."Miss Eloise nodded and replied, "Yes, Lance. It's all thanks to that evil Einstein who orchestrated this chaos."As they walked, they encountered a few students who mumbled greetings and rushed back to their dorms. Lance noticed that the students looked scared and worried, and their hurried footsteps echoed in the empty corridors. "It's like everyone's afraid to be out," he muttered.Mr
As Lance walked through the corridors of the guest room, the early morning sunlight was already streaming in through every corners of the school. As he turned to a corner, he saw Frank and Liam already awake and waiting for him, both leaning on the wall.He was startled on seeing them appear here so fast while he had left them in the room, asleep with Miss Eloise. He blinked his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming and proceeded to walk closer to them.Frank and Liam turned to look at Lance, their usual smiling and cheerful air around them was gone and was replaced with an emotionless look. Lance narrowed his eyes in suspicion as he stopped advancing toward them.Before he could say anything, Liam quickly engulfed him in a tight embrace. But something was off. Liam's body was oddly cold and Lance frowned in confusion.Frank then spoke up, his voice serious and concerned. "Lance, why did you leave without waking us up? We're supposed to stick together, remember?"Lance looked between
As the door burst open, the group's eyes widened with shock as they took in the scene before them. The room was in complete disarray, with furniture overturned and papers scattered across the floor. At the center of the chaos, Lance was straddling a boy on the ground, his fist raised high in the air as though he was ready to deliver a devastating blow.Mara, Frank, and Liam, rushed into the room and immediately tried to assess the situation. The female healer quickly rushed over to the boy on the ground who was whimpering in pain, examining his forehead and gently applying pressure to the wound to stem the bleeding. Miss Eloise let out a high-pitched shriek as she took in the scene before her, her hands flying up to cover her mouth in shock. "What in the world is happening here?" she exclaimed, her eyes darting between Lance and the wounded boy. "What on earth is going on here?" she demanded, her eyes flitting from Lance to the boy on the ground and back again.Prof. Craig gave Lan