Unworthy School

Sitting in the back of a deserted classroom.
Bones scatter the floor.
The walls are peeling like...like a molded face ripping from flesh.

All of the lights are broken.
The glass sparkles against the ground.
The air smells of fresh clean cut grass on a Saturday morning.

Walking in the hallway.
Blood stains the floor.
Rusty, broken lockers hang against the wall.

The light fixtures are swinging back and forth.
Creaking in the dark.
Amongst the light, a giant figure stands holding a blood soaked knife.

Wearing a pale, white mask.
The deep dark black eyes shine through.
Looking deep into his victims soul.