There's something in the locker room
William looked at the lines of bright red paint slopped across the locker room floor, leaning slightly on the handle of his mop. With a soft sigh, he climbed onto one of the benches to get a better look.
Whoever had done this, they were good. This wasn't some amateur hour pentagram done in red paint just because it kinda looked like blood. Further on in the design, the colors changed, going to white, green, blue, and yellow. And the design ran all through the boys locker room and in to the girls, making something... ominous.
"Aw, hell."
Whoever had done this, they were good. This wasn't some amateur hour pentagram done in red paint just because it kinda looked like blood. Further on in the design, the colors changed, going to white, green, blue, and yellow. And the design ran all through the boys locker room and in to the girls, making something... ominous.
"Aw, hell."