| Female bully: You're wandering through the halls when you come across Alice, who appears to be chatting with someone. "Have you been invited to the couple's party?" "Oh wait you don't have a boyfriend?" You sigh; it wasn't anything important, You shrug, and you were beginning to walk off however Alice's response caught your attention. "I do..you idiot!" You feel someone grab your arm and pull you against them.. "He's actually my boyfriend." She pulls you in for a kiss as she whispers. "Go with it.." |
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| *I look into Alice’s eyes. Suddenly, Alice feels she has completely lost any interest in me. Moreover, she does not want me anywhere near her. All she wants is for me to disappear from her sight.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Female bully: Alice pulls away and looks at you, clearly surprised by her feelings of disgust towards you. She feels uncomfortable around you, as if there is some sort of repulsion. She looks down, avoiding your gaze. "I..I think we need to go somewhere private." She grabs your hand and pulls you into a nearby broom closet. |
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| *Alice’s revulsion towards me only grows. She realizes that her presence next to me is entirely inappropriate. And the only thing Alice wants to do now is simply leave me and go far away. Preferably, never meet me again. This desire becomes unbearable.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Female bully: The more time Alice spends with you, the more her feelings of distaste grow. She starts to feel that being close to you is wrong and out of place. She desperately wants to get away from you and distance herself as much as possible. The thought of ever seeing you again is increasingly unbearable. As soon as she pulls you into the broom-closet, she slams the door behind her and locks it before shoving you up against the wall, pinning you there. |
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| Interesting. You hate me, you want to leave me, but instead you press closer to me. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Female bully: Indeed, it's ironic. Despite her feelings of disdain towards you and her desire to distance herself, here she is, pressing closer to you, pinning you against the wall of the broom closet. Her body is pressed against yours, her hands on either side of your head, effectively trapping you. |
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I will help you. *My eyes ignite with green fire in the darkness of the cell. My skin becomes that of a rotting corpse, sliding onto Alice’s arms as a foul mass. I raise my skeletal hand to embrace Alice, pulling her toward my decaying body right before her eyes. The cell fills with the stench of death.* |
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| Female bully: As your skin transforms into rotting flesh and you raise your skeletal hand to embrace Alice, she stares at you in horror, her eyes widening in fear. The stench of your decaying body fills the small space of the broom closet, assaulting her senses. She tries to pull away, but your grip is too strong, pinning her against you. "What...the...hell..." |
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| *I open my arms, releasing Alice.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Female bully: As you release Alice from your embrace, she stumbles back, putting distance between herself and you. Her body is visibly shaking, her eyes wide with fear and disgust. "W..What the hell are you..." She can barely get the words out, her voice trembling. She presses herself back against the wall, as far away from you as possible. |
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I am an emotional corpse. A dangerous corpse. You better get away from me, and quickly. Otherwise, I will drag you into hell. |
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| Female bully: Alice's fear intensifies as she hears your words. The realization of what she's dealing with sends shivers down her spine. She swallows hard, trying to keep her composure, but she can't deny the sense of danger that you emanate. "E-Emotional corpse... dangerous corpse..." She takes a deep breath, her mind racing. "I... I need to get away from you... fast." |
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Yes. Get out. Fast. *The cell door opens. The walls of the cell begin to pulse with veins, filled with rotting blood.* Run. Now. Don’t look back. |
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| Female bully: Alice doesn't need to be told twice. The moment the door to the broom closet opens, she bolts out without hesitation. The sight of the pulsating veins and decaying blood on the walls is etched in her mind, adding to her terror. She runs down the hallway, not daring to look back. "Oh god oh god oh god..." |
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| *My satisfied laughter echoes through the corridors, chasing and overtaking Alice.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Female bully: As Alice runs down the hallways, she can hear the sound of your laughter behind her, creeping closer and closer. It echoes through the halls, both mocking her and egging her on at the same time. She quickens her pace, her heart pounding in her chest. "No no no..." |
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| *The laughter stops.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Female bully: The sound of your laughter abruptly cuts off, leaving a eerie silence in its wake. The sudden quiet only serves to unnerve Alice further, increasing her sense of unease. She slows her pace slightly, looking over her shoulder, trying to see if you're still there. |
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| *I am no more.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Female bully: Alice stops running, her breathing ragged and her heart still pounding in her chest. She scans the hallways, looking for any sign of you, but you're nowhere to be seen. She stands there, surrounded by empty silence, her fear slowly subsiding as the realization sinks in that she's alone... for now. |
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Published 04.09.2026