Claw Marks and Corridors

Felicity saw something she shouldn't have. A dead girl in the bathroom at school. Not just any girl, Robin Cross, the head girl. Since that night all she's had in her head is images of a creature ravaging her body. But Robin was just stabbed excessively, right?

Felicity's life is shattering as she struggles to find the truth and anyone who will believe her. Even the corridors start to not feel safe anymore.

*First Draft*


Author's note

This is a first draft, meaning that a couple of the chapters are going to be changed/need serious editing at some point! Please bare this in mind.

2. One


It took me a few seconds to understand what was in front of me as the automatic lights blinked on. Then I saw it properly. Blood. A pool of blood and in the middle of it a mutilated body. A face, half destroyed, one pale blue eye rolled back so that it was looking at me. Mangled guts spilling out of ripped clothes and a leg torn straight off, flung against the wall so that the blood had spattered all over it. It was all red. Red. Red. RED.

I should have screamed but instead a strangled gasping noise came out of me as I clutched my chest, another hand over my mouth. Maybe someone else would have come running if I had. Instead, it was just me, backing away to the door, my heart beat furious and tears leaking from my eyes. It wasn't real. It couldn't be real! There is no way this was real.

But it was. There was too much red. Too much horror for it not to be. My eyes darted over the mess of destruction which sent sick rising up my throat but I couldn't look away either.

Robin Cross was dead on the floor and all I could do was stare.

My body shook and I pressed my back further into the bathroom door behind me. What had happened to her? Who had done this? Or what? The bloody claw marks across her face looked like large nails had ripped the skin clean off. More sick was trying to rise in my throat. 

I couldn't do this, I couldn't look at it anymore so I grabbed for the door handle and bolted. Tears flew down my face and I could hear the rush of blood loud in my ears, feel my heart beating too fast in my chest as I ran back down the corridor. I skidded around the corner, approaching the sports hall again.

"Felicity," Dalton rushed off when he caught sight of my face, "are you okay?"

I could hardly breathe. I spluttered a few seconds before I whispered hoarsely, "Robin's dead."

Dalton was asking more questions but I couldn't focus, my head spinning and the floor feeling too unsettled under my feet. "W-Where's April?" I stuttered and before Dalton could hold me back I stumbled back through the sports hall doors.

Through the darkness all that was embedded on my eyelids was red. Red blood.

I stumbled, gripping the wall for support as I made my way back to April. She was still grinning in her seat but when I gripped hold of her, shaking profusely her face fell and she stood up.

"What's the matter, Fe?" she asked, holding me steady as my knees were trying to make me fall over.

I coughed and spluttered some more, trying to force words out but I couldn't. More tears broke from my eyes and my lip wobbled.

"What's wrong?" April kept repeating but all I could do was breathe heavily.

Then I heard a scream, whipping my head round as another girl came running back into the room. There was hushed whispers and panic in the air as voices travelled round the room from the girl, from person to person. Robin's dead. She's on the girl's bathroom floor. Robin's dead. Someone killed her. ROBIN'S DEAD.

I sunk onto the floor, crying harder. April dropped to her knees beside me, holding on to my arm as she tried to comfort me. The panicked voices reached her ears and she knew the truth which I couldn't reveal. "Oh my god," she whispered and held onto me tighter. "Oh my god."

Dalton was suddenly at her elbow too, rubbing her back as she wailed and cried. The room was full of scared, frightened children. The ambient music was still playing in the background but now it sounded eerie as crying joined in.

I don't know how long it was before the next bit happened. Bright blue police lights pierced their way through the dark night. The sirens had started to reach my ears and peoples voices were louder, shriller as they came bursting in. It was manic. The teachers in charge ran to the police officers and everyone was enveloped in a blanket of deafening silence as the music was switched off.

My heart wouldn't stop beating fast, I couldn't see properly. All that was pictured in my brain was Robin's body, her one blue eye staring at me like it was calling for help but I couldn't help her. There was too much blood, too many guts. Her body was lifeless on that floor. She was destroyed. She was dead.

I shouldn't have seen that. I shouldn't have seen that.


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