So I was falling asleep in
class (it IS math for dummies, and it’s two hours long, fucking boring!) when I
saw this creepy guy through the little window in the middle of the door. He
just walked by the classroom, all smooth, and he didn’t look like a student. Maybe
he was a professor. I hope he was a professor, even if that means that there
are fucking creepy-ass professors wandering campus. Cause if it’s not a
professor… well, my old roommate thought some professor-type was following her,
just before she died. And that would mean that the guy who killed her is still
here. And he’s looking for a new victim. Shit, what if it’s me?
It’s gotta be a professor.
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