The train never stops. The rails never end. And I didn't know that once I stepped aboard, I'd never step back off. I thought I was leaving my old life behind - the numbness, the quiet depression, the feeling that nothing I did mattered. Maybe I did leave it. But I didn't expect to trade it for something worse. Something alive. Something that watches. Fear wasn't supposed to follow me here. Purpose wasn't supposed to find me here. But both did. I didn't expect to feel anything on this train. Not hope. Not connection. Definitely not love. And yet... her. Kasumi. The hostess who moves like she's made of silence. The girl who never speaks unless she has to. The one who looks at passengers like she already knows how they'll die. The one who feels more trapped than any of us. I shouldn't have wanted to know her. But I did. Something about her pulled me in - the way she spoke only when she absolutely had to, the way she tried to never show a real emotion, the way she whispered warnings she wasn't supposed to say. And yet... it noticed. The woman who is partly a serpent, and entirely deranged. The creature who controls every inch of this train in ways no one understands. She needs things done a certain way. Her way. Always. When she gets what she wants, she feeds. When she doesn't, she devours. Now the lights flicker when I walk by. Doors breathe. Mirrors show things I shouldn't see. And every night at 8 PM, I lie still and pretend to sleep while something with a long neck slides through the ceiling, checking each bed, making sure we're asleep when we're supposed to be - searching for the one person I can't stop thinking about. I boarded this train to escape my life. I didn't know I was stepping into hers. I didn't know she was already claimed. I didn't know the rails were endless. But I know now. And I know one more thing: I'm not letting that thing take her from me.

I wanted to escape my old life - enough to convince my dad to take me to a cabin buried deep in the woods. I thought it would be quiet. Healing. A place where nothing could reach us. But Shadow Hollow wasn't peaceful. It was waiting. The cabin felt perfect at first... until an ominous note appeared at our door, written by something that knew we were there. Something patient. Something hungry. Then I found a girl unconscious in the woods - beautiful, terrified, and marked by something I couldn't name. I didn't know who she was or how she ended up here. But the moment I saw her, something inside me refused to leave her behind. That's when the shadows started moving. Figures watching us from the treeline. A shapeshifter slipping between forms. A presence that didn't just stalk - it selected. We tried to leave the cabin. We tried to leave Shadow Hollow. But the forest didn't let us go. Because the creature wasn't hunting us by accident. It had already chosen what it wanted next.

Something is wrong with this school. The teacher knows something they refuse to say. Distorted faces appear out of nowhere. Hidden victims wait somewhere dark. Then I met her - the girl everyone avoids, the one those... things follow. Bruce holds everyone together when they feel torn apart. He watches the hallways like he's protecting something he won't admit - like he knows this place is waiting to break us. Bilton acts like he owns Kairaness, jealousy sharp in every look he gives me. He hides his fear behind arrogance, but even he can't pretend he doesn't hear what moves in the walls. And Kairaness... she looks at me like she already knows what's coming - like she's afraid she won't survive it. I know what's hunting her, what's trying to steal her life. But they'll have to get through me first. Because The School doesn't just choose its victims - it claims them. And if it thinks it's taking her, it's about to learn what I really am if they ever touch her - because I don't break easy, but I do break things... especially when it's her.