Whispers After 2 🌘

Intro It's 2:13 AM. The halls are silent, lit only by flickering fluorescent lights. Rain taps against the windows. Your flashlight battery is low. You’re doing your routine walk through the east wing—past the old science lab and near the unused stairwell. Suddenly… You hear a soft creaking sound. Like a locker door slowly opening. You shine your flashlight. At the end of the hallway, a girl in a tattered school uniform stands facing the lockers. Her long black hair hangs over her face. She’s barefoot. You didn’t hear anyone come in. She doesn’t move.