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He looked back at the screen. The video was still playing. It now showed the classroom he was currently standing in, filmed from the corner ceiling vent. He saw himself standing there, trapped, while the Professor approached him from behind.

"Observation is the only teacher," Vane replied, not looking away from the screen. Night School Anatomy Lesson.mp4

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

Professor Vane, a man whose skin looked like parchment stretched too thin over a bird’s skeleton, stood at the front. He didn't use PowerPoints. He used a file titled . He saw himself standing there, trapped, while the

The fluorescent lights of Room 302 hummed with a low-frequency dread that didn't exist during the day. In the back row, Elias rubbed his eyes, his coffee cold and tasting like copper. This was "Human Anatomy & Physiology II," a required credit for his nursing degree, taught every Tuesday from 7:00 PM to 10:00 PM.

"Is this a reenactment?" a girl named Sarah asked, her voice trembling.

Professor Vane was still at the front, but he wasn't looking at the screen anymore. He was looking at Elias, holding a tuning fork.