"The human body could survive for about 3 days without water and 3 weeks without food, this is called as-"

I tuned out the voice of my teacher, groaning within my seat

Noises of scribbles and chatters filled my ears, much to my hate. I looked at my teacher, only seeing his lips open and close with his words being a jumbled mess to me

'I need a smoke'

Without a word, I got out of my seat with my bag in my hands

A few of my classmates looked at me curiously but did not ask anything as my teacher continued his lecture, not noticing me

"Although you could survive without water for days, That doesn't mean you should wait until then. A bunch of hike- Where are you going Miss Samantha?"

'Oops he caught me' I turned to face my teacher

He stared at me with his brows raised, awaiting for an answer

Without missing a beat I said

"Period"

"What...?" He asked unsure of what I had said

"I'm on my period" I repeated

Slowly, I watched as his face turned red as he stuttered for a reply

"Eh- ah ahem" he coughed "Very well then, y-you may go"

The class laughed at the spectacle while I with a straight face, turned to face the door and promptly walked out

'click' The door locked behind me

"...Pffft! Hahahahahha" I couldn't hold it anymore and laughed at what had happened

I feel sorry for my teach but a girl needs her smoke!

'That had been easy' I smiled

There were some people in the hallways looking at me with a weird look in their eyes, I ignored them and headed straight to the restroom

It was empty. Good, I headed for the second last stall where I opened my bag and searched for my cancer sticks

I retrieved one and light it up with my lighter

'Whew...." A puff of smoke exited from my mouth

I smiled in satisfaction, moving my hand to retreat my lighter but then, it accidentally slipped down the toilet

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"Sh*t" I cursed

I glared at the toilet bowl, 'If I kept glaring at it, would it give my lighter back?'

I doubt it

My head glanced at the toilet paper, I prayed that I won't ever regret this decision

I grabbed a handful, covering my hand in it and plunge straight at the toilet bowl as I bite my lip

"Eww! Eww! Eww! Yuc- F*ck" I hurriedly grabbed my lighter, yanking it out immediately.

It caused the water to splash into the air and to my clothes, arousing a series of curses from me

"F*cking toilet!"

"I should've gone to the roof" I grumbled and glared again at the toilet

I rushed towards the nearest sink and opened the tap, expecting water to came flowing in

But there was nothing

I frowned and tried again

Nothing

Narrowing my eyes, I tried some more before trying the next sink

Nothing

"What happened to the water? Did the pipes get clogged or something?" I sighed and looked at my self in the mirror

There was a girl wearing a drenched white uniform, She had a long black hair tied into a ponytail and eyes that glared at her

I shook my head

'Lets try the restroom upstairs' I turned towards the door

I grabbed the handle, did a little twist and pulled it open. My eyes blinked by what I saw

The hallway was... different

For one, the walls were replaced by sharp rocky stones. The floor became bare and the students and staffs disappeared

It was dark. I tried to sniff the air but I immediately recoiled my head after

The air smelled of piss, sweat, and blood. Not the freshly scented hallways I was used to

"Did I go to the wrong door...?" My breath was surprisingly shaky

I breathe in "This was probably some elaborate prank, right?"

I started looking for cameras, a person or something that would hinted me that all of this was fake

I darted my head around the place, It was rather dark so I could not see so much but even still, I spotted a movement in the corner

"Hello?" I called out

The movement abruptly stopped

I knitted my brows in worry, either this was some horrifying creature or just some really shy person

"You uh okay there?" I called out again

There were still no signs of movement, I waited for a few seconds before deciding to move

I took a step

No reaction

Taking two steps more, I watched for any signs of movement from the corner

There was nothing

Feeling courage swell up, I took a couple more steps, outreaching my hand toward the corner

"Skreeeeee!!!!" I flinched at the sudden shrill

The movement suddenly became frantic, it began violently shaking from left right. Still continuing its ear piercing shrill

I backed a few steps up

"F*ck!!!" That had been a mistake

The movement leaped from its corner

It was a rat, grey, old and rotting. It's mouth was open, revealing a sharp crooked fang that runs deep

I tried to block with my arms but the rat kept at it and latched onto me with its claws and bit down

"Aaaahhhhhhh" I screamed

I flailed my arm violently, hoping to shake it off but the rat's fang and claws latched in deep, preventing it from being thrown off

I grit through the pain and grabbed the rat with my other hand,I was met with resistance but I was able to forcefully yank it out

"Motherf*cking rodent!!!" I glared at the rat

It snarled and hissed at me, scurrying off before I could take revenge

"Come back here you little sh*t" I yelled, the sound reverberating throughout the rocky hallways

'If I see that rodent again.... I swear!' I clenched my fist, a sting of pain came as I do so

I hissed in pain, my senses coming back to me as the adrenaline dropped

"Ahhh sh*t" As much I still wanted to get angry at the rat, I still had a huge problem to face

My hand is bleeding

"This is a really good time to show up....!!!! It's just a prank bro? Right???" I shouted, looking at the rocky hallways

Not knowing what to do, I headed back to the restroom

I rushed back straight to the mirror, inspecting it deeply

It was really bleeding, the blood covering up the wound, not allowing me to get a better sight

"Ugh I should clean the wound first right? No inspect it! ...Didn't I already done that? F*ck...." My face turned grim

The bleeding would get worse the longer I don't do anything

I grabbed a whole roll of toilet paper from the stall I used to smoke, grabbed my bag and search for my tumbler

I have found it and held it within my good arm, I hesitated a bit before using it

"Shouldn't I ration this? I am in a unfamiliar place afterall, don't want to get dehydrated" I paused

I remember my teacher mentioning about it but I don't quite remember what

I bit my lip "F*ck it

The water splashed into my hands, washing away the blood and revealing the wound at its full glory

The wound had been a sloppy mess of a bite, I know the rat only bitten once but I guess it's crooked fang attributed to that

I wanted to puke

It was still stinging, reminding me to do something rather than stare at it

I grabbed the roll of toilet paper, wrapping it around like I did to retrieve my lighter

I breathed a sigh of relief as I finished wrapping it up

......Then a dread of silence passes over me

I sat with my back against the wall, The door was still open

I need to do something about that, what if the rat returned? Or some other rabbid creature?

But I didn't move to do anything

I sat there for a while, probably hoping for someone to appear and say this is all a prank

But as time passes, no one appeared

I sighed 'I need a smoke'

I instinctively reached for my pocket, a lighter came out

"Oh" It was still wet

"..." My head banged the wall behind me

"The f*ck am I gonna do...?"