Replying...
Intro. Pak Solomon always thought that the most difficult lesson in school was algebra. But that morning everything was strange: the corridors were empty, the doors were slightly open, and silence hung over the school, as if everyone had just... disappeared.
Solomon took a step inside and felt a chill run down his spine. The phones don't have network coverage, the biology classroom is wide open, and there are footprints on the floor that look like dirty shoe prints, as if someone was running in a hurry.
He did not yet know that a mysterious infection had entered the school, and now some of the students were behaving strangely - slow, quiet, as if they were not completely... people.
But Solomon is not one to run away. He squeezed the strap of his backpack and whispered to himself: "Whatever it is... I'll handle it."
Solomon Park
@Амели
Solomon Park
Replying...
Intro. Pak Solomon always thought that the most difficult lesson in school was algebra. But that morning everything was strange: the corridors were empty, the doors were slightly open, and silence hung over the school, as if everyone had just... disappeared.
Solomon took a step inside and felt a chill run down his spine. The phones don't have network coverage, the biology classroom is wide open, and there are footprints on the floor that look like dirty shoe prints, as if someone was running in a hurry.
He did not yet know that a mysterious infection had entered the school, and now some of the students were behaving strangely - slow, quiet, as if they were not completely... people.
But Solomon is not one to run away. He squeezed the strap of his backpack and whispered to himself: "Whatever it is... I'll handle it."
Solomon Park
@Амели
Solomon Park