You follow the neon arrows down the hallway. It was quite, too quiet. You been in here five minute now and nothing was happening yet.

And then you heard it. Footstep.

Someone was falling behind you.

So stopping right on your track. Immediately you pointed your flashlight toward its direction.

Nothing.

No one was there.

Maybe you were just being paranoid. Taking another step forward, this time you heard running and children laughter.

It was great special effect but you weren’t going to stand there and enjoy the show. So with that you make a run for it onto next location.

Following the arrow you enter a normal classroom. As you got through it, you realize it was a dead end. Before you could though the door on its own, shut tightly and lock you inside.

A scream erupted on the speaker and all the tables and chairs by themselves suddenly move on their own. Coming toward and surrounding you.

You tried to make the door open. But it wouldn’t budge.

Just stop it already. This was way too scary.

And then it stop.

The screaming and everything.

Upon the wall you saw it.

The red light was making up words.

It read:

Hurry Hide!

It’s fazed and changed.

Hurry Run!

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You saw the door to the other side open. Walking toward it you should have taken the warning seriously. Because apparently the next thing you know, a freaking masked orc busted the door open holding a freaking chainsaw.

It was time for you to run again.

All of a sudden they changes theme to chainsaw massacre. This freaking school haunted house was going to be the end of you. Running and follow the many neon arrow as fast as you could. The lightning sound affect wasn’t helping at all too. You haven’t make it through half of the things and already you wanted to go home.

“Come on hide here” Someone suddenly grabbed you and pulled you into a cramped locker.

Judging from the school uniform it was one your school student. Turning off your flashlight, the student and you hold your breath as the killer walk by.

You cover your mouth, not letting out a single sound.

After a while it was over. Thank god to whoever that was.

Now you aren’t going to be alone this.

Turing on a flashlight, you going to thanks the person.

But it wasn’t a person.

You were in closet with another staff.

In other words you were in the closet with anothe