Lesson.mp4 — Night School Anatomy

He looked down at his own wrist. His heart skipped. The mark was there.

"The lesson hasn't finished, Mr. Thorne," Vane said, his shadow stretching long and jagged across the chalkboard. "We’ve only just reached the part where we discuss the soul's exit point." Night School Anatomy Lesson.mp4

On the screen, Vane reached out a hand. In reality, Elias felt a cold, dry palm settle on his shoulder. He looked down at his own wrist

The classroom lights flickered and died. In the sudden pitch black, the hum of the projector intensified, becoming a roar. When the backup red emergency lights kicked in, the desks were empty. Sarah was gone. The other students were gone. " Vane said