School of the Unknown

Desolate playgrounds that never sleep. Bathed in moonlight, the mist disguises the shadowy figures. Secrets that will never be told are whispered around the school. They echo a defining silence that plays tricks on your mind. The darkness surrounds you with no where left to run. What is happening? Who could this be? What could this be? Who knows?

Branches that of bare trees stretch out to grab you with their claws. Their long, boned fingers entwining with each others. They work as a team, united as one. Buildings act as prison walls, trapping you from freedom whiles orange and brown leaves paint the grey walls of the school. In the distance, shadows discreetly move about, playing games of untold pleasures. You watch, hoping that you go unnoticed, you stand there, still as a statue. But at night, everything becomes awake and for you to go unnoticed is like a fly in a big, empty room. Will you meet your demise or will you be ignored? This is the questions that haunt your mind when your at the school of the unknown…