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Lee Junior High: Room 506
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PROLOGUE
The molten surface of the earth erupted, huge sprays of lava
shooting high into the tortured sky. The fires of hundreds of
volcanoes made the atmosphere into hell's own red, almost as if the
heavens were raining blood upon the burning earth.
The shapes without shapes moved, formed, dissipated, only to
reform again as the last of the Dark Ones made their stand upon the
earth. All the civilizations of the known universe had banded
together to eradicate this monstrous evil in their presence, an
evil that had spread massive suffering and death across the faces
of millions of planets. Now the Dark Ones were fighting for their
very survival, the forces unleashed in their battle laying waste
to the entire planet and the myriad life forms that had lived upon
it. The Earth became as it had been when it was first formed; a
ball of molten, shifting, fluid lave surrounded by poisonous gases,
making its lonely way along its orbit.
The Dark Ones were losing, all but a few of their ancient
number having been destroyed by the furious assault of the starship
armadas of the combined races of the galaxies. They fought with the
power of Evil Gods against the greatest technological powers ever
known. Deaths had been high on both sides, but now the Dark Ones
had found themselves driven to make their last desperate stand,
their leader shouting at the sky, hurling his defiance towards the
forces arrayed against him and the other Dark Ones. As the bolts
of fire poured down from the thousands of starships in orbit about
the earth the remaining Dark Ones banded together to place a curse
upon the spot of their last battle, a curse born of their anger and
their hatred of their defeat, a curse that would last through all
time.
The firepower arrayed against the Dark Ones continued to blaze
forth, taring at the Earth, bringing more massive eruptions of fire
and lava screaming over the molten surface of the planet. Within
the hour the battle was concluded, the forms of the Dark Ones
having vanished. The armadas began their long journeys back to
their home planets, the numbers of their ships tragically reduced
by the long war against the evil of the dark gods they had fought.
Gradually the Earth began again to cool, a new atmosphere
formed, and the oceans once again filled the basins. The eons
passed and eventually the area where the Dark Ones had made their
final stand became a patch of beautiful forest, a forest that was
inhabited by Indians for hundreds of years. More time passed and
the Indians were forced westward by the rapid spread of the white
man. Yet further on the land became part of a city, the city of
Cincinnati in the state known as Ohio. Upon that patch of land was
built Lee Junior High.
ROOM 506
Mary was a science teacher at Lee Junior High School. The
tales others had told her about the macabre events at the school
had never impressed her since she refused to believe in the
supernatural, demanding that everything must have a concrete, clear
explanation.
She had been at the school for only a few months, but already
she had found her students to be a tremendous strain in her life.
They refused utterly to cease their talking, were often throwing
things in the room, sometimes even ran around the room, and in
general were bent on creating as much havoc as possible in a fifty-
minute period.
The last few weeks had been particularly bad on her since she
had begun receiving strange phone calls at night from someone
breathing heavily, but in a manner that was somehow not quite
human. Empty packages had arrived in the mail for her, each one
containing nothing but some indefinable odors that reeked of great
age and vast decay.
All the flowers in her front yard had suddenly died, and the
grass had turned a sickening shade of brown. One of the other
teachers at Lee had warned her that the students were out to get
even for Mary's attempts to discipline them, but she did
not believe that students would stoop to such petty revenge.
That is, she did not believe until she opened her front door
one morning and found a disemboweled cat strewn across her concrete
patio. After that she had become frightened, her nerves continually
on edge, and she began to take her fear out on her students, often
spending the entire period yelling at them, her fear breeding a
form of almost violent defiance on her part.
Her efforts, of course, met with total failure. The more she
yelled at them the more they acted up, and the more odd things had
happened to her like the time she went out to her car after school
and found it separated into three pieces in the parking lot, each
piece literally clawed apart from the other pieces, evidence of the
claw marks being numerous and quite visible on the car's pieces.
On this particular Friday she had finally reached her breaking
point and, in utter frustration, she picked up one of the textbooks
and flung it at her most obnoxious student.
The book hit the student squarely in the chest. As she
watched, his body began to shimmer, its shape becoming indistinct,
wavering, then reforming once again into his normal body. The same
thing began to happen to the other students in the room, yet at the
end of the process they all appeared to be their usual selves.
Without warning one of the girl students, dressed in a low-
cut, sloppy blouse and with hair that had gone unwashed for too
long walked up to Mary, grabbed her head with both hands and kissed
her directly on her lips, then pulled back and started to laugh
hysterically.
Mary drew back, angry, frightened and embarrassed. She yelled
at the student to report to the office immediately, yet the girl
just remained standing, smiling at the teacher. When she began to
yell again at the student she found that she had somehow lost her
voice and could, at best, utter only a faint croak rather than a
yell.
Then, in a unified action, the students surrounded her,
forcing her by the press of their bodies out the door and down the
corridor. As her eyes darted from side to side she saw that this
corridor appeared even darker then normal; a thin mist seemed to
form on the floor as the students continued to physically force her
further down the hallway, finally arriving at a stairwell and
descending far down to the basement of the old school.
They stopped at an old, wooden dust-covered door at the bottom
of the stairwell, a door that she was positive had never been there
before. One of the students walked to the door and lifted a long
wooden beam that lay across it. He pulled at the door and soon the
students and their captive filed through into another hallway, this
one formed only of rough stone on all sides. The door was closed
behind her and Mary's panic rose further as the students continued
to force her further down the hall. finally they entered an immense
room whose center contained a circular grill, out of which poured
smoke that seemed alive in some foul, hideous manner. Around the
grill were marked a series of runes. Just glancing at these brought
an overwhelming feeling of disgust and revulsion to Mary.
Two of the biggest male students grabbed the teacher and
forced her to the grill, then down onto her back. Swiftly they
fastened wrist and ankle chains to her, and just as swiftly ripped
off her clothes, leaving her nude and thrashing desperately in an
effort to escape. The students, meanwhile, just watched the scene
with leers upon their faces. They moved a little further away and
formed a semi-circle around the grating.
Mary managed to turn her face to the side and found that the
chains were just loose enough to allow her to peer down through the
grating. At first she could see nothing through the smoke which
still drifted up out of the hole, swiftly dispersing in the cavern
air, but then she began to make out a shape, vague at first, and
then more distinct, a shape that appeared to be basically a
protoplasmic blob of immense proportions.
She tried again to scream, and this time found that her voice
had returned. Yet as she screamed she realized that no one would
ever hear her screams outside of this cavern.
Giving up her efforts to scream, she raised her head to see
the students, hoping she could find some trace of humanity there,
but the students were unyielding. They had removed their clothes
and now stood there, watching their teacher and beginning to play
with each other sexually.
She frantically looked down towards the grate again, and this
time saw that the blob-shape was now just underneath her. Gradually
it began to ooze through the holes in the grating, flowing over her
body. As the shape touched her she began to scream again, twisting
her body violently in a final effort to free herself of the chains.
Yet the more the shape covered her the more she found herself
unable to struggle, her legs and part of her chest now enclosed by
the greenish substance.
The students, she could see, were now in total abandon
sexually, engaged in a hedonistic orgy. She twisted again at her
chains but found them just as unyielding. She also began to notice
an odd sensation, a tingling of her skin where the ooze had flowed.
Gradually the tingling became a feeling of arousal, gentle at first
but growing swiftly in strength. The blobish material had now
covered over half her body, including her breasts. The material
began to knead her tits, forcing her nipples to become hard in
spite of her efforts to control her arousal. The kneading continued
and then suddenly her eyes went wide as she felt a tendril of the
material begin to poke at the entrance to her pussy; suddenly it
forced its way inside her, quickly growing in volume and bringing
to her the feeling of being fucked by the largest cock her body
could handle. The ooze began to move in and out of her cunt, all
the time continuing its playing with her tits.
Mary began to sweat profusely now, her body responding with
ever increasing strength to the sexual stimulation being provided
by the ooze. Gradually her screams became moans of pleasure as the
feelings of arousal intensified to become stronger than anything
she had ever felt before. Her hips began to arch upwards with each
thrust of the ooze into her pussy. Suddenly she felt another
tendril enter her, this time into her virgin asshole, bringing her
a whole new world of erotic sensation to feel and enjoy.
As the students orgy increased in intensity so did their
teacher's sexual excitement, her body now writhing with an intense
wave of orgasms. The ooze, meanwhile, had continued to cover more
and more of her body, now leaving only her face uncovered. It
increased its tempo of fucking her pussy and asshole, at the same
time tweaking her nipples and kneading her breasts, bringing Mary
into a series of continual and massive orgasms. The ooze finally
flowed over her face as her body continued to move spasmodically
in the throes of sexual abandonment.
Hours later, the students sweaty and sexually sated, the ooze
began to flow back through the grating. They watched as it vanished
into its home below the cavern. It left behind a gleaming white
skeleton, the bones still held in place by the chains. Soon the
bones began to disintegrate, the pieces falling through the holes
in the grating, disappearing into the darkness below. Slowly the
students put their clothes back on and then in a group turned and
left the cavern. The walked down the stone corridor and out through
the wooden door, closing it with a deafening slam behind them.
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