Intoxicating dreams

It’s almost 7 PM, I’m still at school, waiting for my mother. She was probably detained at work. My peers, of whom there are very few left, are sitting and drawing, some are doing homework, some are playing with the toys that we have in our class, one girl is busy with drawing on a chalkboard… There’s a lot that can be done, but I’m not eager to do it. I just sit at my desk and wait. Suddenly, a classmate who was doing math called me. - Ira, can you help me please? - Yeah, one moment… As soon as I got up, the electricity in the school went out. Half the group was scared and wary, some were indignant, saying, “It’s not the right time at all,” but others, like me, didn’t care. It’s really dark as hell, but you still have to wait until your eyes get used to the darkness. The class teacher decided to get up. - I’ll go check, and you’re sitting here, be quiet. - (almost in unison) Okay, miss… Oh my God. Someone will clearly break the silence with a roar or decide to scare someone, and I even know who. Everyone sits and stands tense. The silence weighs on everyone. For some reason, it seemed to me that teacher knew the reason, since she told us to sit and not show signs of life. About 15 minutes passed after the teacher left, everyone had already gotten used to the blinding darkness and were sitting at their desks. Some are whispering to others, some are looking out the windows, but most were sitting and just waiting, looking at the door. We all heard footsteps and a strange sound, as if someone was scratching the neighboring doors and walls. They were very close… Everyone froze. This human… or maybe not a human at all, walked with something sharp on the door to our cabinet. A sound that is frightening, pleasant and annoying at the same time. A muffled female scream was heard. It seemed to be coming from the beginning of the corridor. We’re at the end. The creature finally went to the second floor. When I was sure of this (I had to listen as much as possible), I began a quiet conversation in a whisper. - I wasn’t the only one who heard this cry, right? - No, I heard that too. - Don’t you think it’s suspicious that the scream was a woman’s? Our teacher has not been in the office for a long time. Maybe it belongs to her? - Maybe, I don’t know… - Let’s hope that’s not the case. - Maybe this creature is not alone there? - Listen, I’m tired of these gatherings, I’m going out! - Stop! where are you going?! - Sit down! It’s as if this girl has gone deaf and can’t hear us now. She silently left and walked towards where the scream was coming from. - God, is she deaf or something? - These will be her last minutes of life! - Well, they will, so what now? It’s her decision. - This decision is very stupid. - Just. Shut up. And sit. Silently. Look how obedient they are. It’s immediately obvious that they value their lives. For this they can be praised. Again footsteps walked on the door with something sharp. Faster this time. Another scream. They said don’t fucking go! No, we must do everything the other way around, to spite others. Well done! About half an hour passed. The silence was unreal. Someone even managed to fall asleep. Thank God no snoring. During this time, a couple more suicide guys left the cabinet. I don’t understand what they are thinking there. Absolutely. Maybe we should try to understand them?.. - Guys, I’m going on reconnaissance. - And you’re going there too? - Yes I am. At least I’ll find out what’s going on there. I quietly went out into the corridor, closing the scratched door behind me. Now I was driven only by interest. Slowly, in small steps, on my toes, I walked to the beginning of the corridor. It’s dark as fuck. I reached the door to the toilet. … What kind of puddle is this… Maybe the screams were coming from here?.. With a slightly trembling hand, I grabbed the door handle. Maybe fuck it? Let’s go back to the guys unnoticed. Naah, it won’t be interesting. With a sharp tug, I opened the door wide open. Welp, it would be better if I just passed by… Everything is covered in bloody stains, the booths are broken, streams of dark liquid flow from there… in one of the corners lies the headless corpse of the class teacher, next to her own head… Almost in the middle, on a chair, sat a classmate who left first, with a deep cut on her neck, her entire torn shirt was soaked in blood, her left hand was severed and lies in the sink… another girl hung on a hook from a large mirror, there are fragments of it, her jacket is torn with chest, she holds a broken rib in her teeth… WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE??? Vomiting reflex. I ran out of the toilet, back into the cabinet. Someone quickly going down to the first floor. I rushed into the classroom as fast as I could, closing the door with two locks at once. - Who has a phone? The boy raised his hand. - Give it to me. I ran up, grabbed the phone from his hands and hastily dialed the rescue number. The beeps started. - 911, what’s your emergency? - We are locked in our own office school, some kind of devilry is happening here. There are already at least three corpses that are in the women’s toilet. Something is walking around the building with something sharp, this weapon is going through the walls and doors… we don’t know what to do, send someone, please… - Stay calm, first let me find out the address and number of your school. - Yeah, of course, [here is everything you need]… - How many of you are in the room? - Around 10. - Okay, we will send you a police squad, sit quietly, wait and stay on the line. - Yes, thank you. how long will we have to wait? - About 15 minutes. Do you know who walks there? - shit. No, we didn’t see… I felt that something was about to happen. I squatted towards the chalkboard. Not even a minute had passed before the creature descended. - Wait, listen!.. Again it walked through with something sharp. Quite slowly. Why is this necessary?.. I also noticed that the steps became heavier. It stopped near our door. Don’t you dare come in… A sharp, heavy blow. There were greasy cracks along the door. Paint fell off. Another one. Everyone is terribly scared. One person even started saying prayers, lol. Although this won’t really hurt now. The third time the door broke in half. Well, that’s it. There was… a woman behind the door? There is no way out, nowhere to run, the windows have no handles, the glass is strong, it will take a lot of time to break it out… I am incapable of anything else except to convey person who created all this mess… - This is a woman with two long tails on the sides, a medical mask on her face, a long white dress and garden shears in her hands!.. She walked towards me slowly… - Guys, break the windows with the chair legs, hit the glass as hard as you can, and get out… Forget about your things, leave them here… and don’t look in my direction, I beg you. They obeyed. I looked this woman in the eyes. So much anger and thirst. They are so cold. I crawled back so that the guys could gain time. And here I am in the corner. There’s only one move left. She stood in front of me, slowly raising huge, sharp garden shears. -…I BROKE THE WINDOW, GET OUT! The last phrase I heard before that piece of metal went through my chest and broke my ribs.