Haruka could safely say she didn't she this coming.

She looked through the door for a good few seconds, trying to process what she was seeing.

First of all, it was very red. The floor, the ceiling, and the walls... everything was made of red, pulsating flesh. The smell was horrible, and she imagined this was what a slaughterhouse would smell like... but a thousand times worse. Even from the doorway she could feel a warm wind softly blowing through the room. That didn't help the smell at all.

She gagged, backing away from the door, and falling back into a chair in the classroom.

She heard something coming from the other door.

"Wh-who's there...? Is... is that you guys? You'll...never guess what I... f-f-found..."

She swallowed, suppressing the small amount of bile that threaten to come up her throat.