175 PROM NIGHT HORROR
[lrose ta High School No.2]
The main hall had been transford beyond recognition.
Velvet curtains of deep blue and silver draped across the walls, catching the shimr of a hundred floating orbs that glowed softly above the dance floor. The lights moved in slow patterns, like stars shifting across an artificial night sky.
A holographic chandelier hovered at the center of the hall, refracting light into faint rainbows that danced over the crowd.
Rows of crystal tables lined the sides, each crowned with centerpieces that glowed faintly — small glass towers projecting images of constellations, rotating endlessly in the air.
A soft mist floated near the ground, tinted by shifting light patterns that made it look as if everyone were walking on clouds.
The scent of fresh orchids and citrus hung in the air, faint but deliberate, ant to evoke youth and elegance.
The stage at the far end shimred with a reflective sheen, waiting for the announcent of Prom King and Queen — a ritual everyone pretended not to care about but secretly dread of winning.
Along the back wall, a holographic mural displayed mories from the past year — smiling faces, battle victories, festivals, and quiet snapshots of life in the school corridors.
Every detail spoke of celebration and farewell — the last, perfect night before reality took them all in separate directions.
To the students of lrose ta High, this night was everything — their initiation into adulthood, the glittering crown of their adolescence.
The hall shimred with light, laughter, and the kind of hope only youth can conjure.
But Dan didn't care about any of it.
His initiation had already happened a year earlier, on a bloodstained night when he killed the gangster Mad Cat.
That was his ritual — a baptism of blood not this pageant of cheers and flashing caras.
He didn't plan to co. He wasn't here for the celebration either.
He was here for a case.
"The sensor is placed," Dan said into his comms.
"Copy that. I'm receiving the signal now," Lander replied from inside an unmarked van parked behind the school.
The van's interior glowed with screens and blinking lights — machinery humming as it processed the data from the small sensors Dan had hidden around the building.
"I should be going," Dan muttered.
His only reason for attending the prom was to install the devices, not to dance under starlight holograms.
He turned to leave …. but a familiar voice halted him.
"Dan Dark! Why aren't you in formal attire?"
Principal Misk stood by the refreshnt table, resplendent in a violet suit and a matching tall hat, a glass of cocktail in hand.
"Sorry," Dan said dryly, "I wasn't prepared for Halloween."
The principal laughed … genuinely amused. Nothing a top student said could ever offend him.
"Have you registered for college yet?" Misk asked.
"Yes. Silver City University of ta Science."
"Excellent choice! Prestigious, very prestigious," Misk said approvingly, already glancing toward a cluster of teachers waving him over. "Well, I won't take more of your ti. Enjoy yourself, Mr. Dark."
As soon as the principal drifted away, Dan turned back toward the exit …. only to hear soone shout his na again.
"Dan, finally! You're here!"
Before he could react, Eryn Veyran threw her arms around him.
"Eryn?" Dan blinked. He hadn't expected her here.
"Don't sound so surprised … you're my date for tonight," she said, smiling.
Before he could reply, another voice cut sharply through the crowd.
"Excuse , Dan is my partner."
It was Cyara Atheris, glaring daggers at Eryn.
Both girls locked eyes, tension sparking instantly.
"Not again," Dan groaned under his breath and slipped away before either could start a scene.
If he stayed, the night would end in more than just broken hearts … possibly broken furniture.
As Dan reached for the exit, the doors slamd shut.
Prom night had officially begun.
"Damn hell," he muttered. "How am I supposed to get out now? Break the bloody door?"
Before he could think further, Lander's voice cut through the comms.
"Dan, the psychic signature in the hall just spiked! Sothing's happening inside the hall and its growing stronger."
Dan's eyes narrowed.
He stayed alert, scanning the crowd for threats. But all he saw were students laughing, dancing, and taking photos.
"There's nothing here…
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