>>13435678 (OP)The next day, I went to class. Everything was pretty normal, until I met with my friend. For some reason, I kept forgetting a lot of fundemental shit about him. I had to ask his name like a fucking sperg because I could only remember his 'cord username, and he looked at me - He looked confused and scared, I couldn't understand why, but he replied anyways. I went to my locker to grab my stuff, and couldn't shake off how weird that GTA mod was… Why was it so poorly made that it bricked my game? Why did the jannies delete that thread?
Regardless, I went to maths class with my buddy, but I felt such immense brain fog, it was like I had hit a 100mg penjamin. The teacher was taking a really long time to arrive. It had been like, 10 minutes already, and the class was a complete fucking shitshow. But then, the door swung open.
The teacher walked in, but something was wrong. He was wearing a dark grey turtleneck, black pants, and dark leather shoes. That's not normal, normally my maths teacher was very casual, he'd wear like a band shirt and jeans or something simple like that.
But to my most horrified surprise, his body was grey, and his face was entirely featureless! Immediately, I felt freaked out, and like I had to scream - But the class was silent. None of my classmates seemed to acknowledge it. My seat neighbor stared at me, noticing how unsettled I looked. I couldn't understand.
I sat there motionless, and began to doubt myself. Was I fucking hallucinating it? Did I forget to take my meds? But I looked at my teacher again.
His skin was unnaturally smooth, he almost looked fake, almost like a CGI render. His limbs were skinny and lanky, his movement was stilted and rehearsed, like a character in an old PC game. My teacher was already balding, but now his head was entirely smooth and shaped like a lightbulb. Nobody seemed to care. All my classmates just stuck to their alien routine, pulling their textbooks out, and nodding to the creepy teacher in front of them. My classmates couldn't care less, they were now following their own alien routine - All of them pulled out their maths textbooks from their backpacks at the same time and cadence.
By now, I was really freaking out. And then, he stared at me. He stood there entirely motionless, giving me a death glare, for a solid 10 seconds. I froze up for a moment, but decided to run out of the classroom, and even then his body was motionless, except for his head which tracked my movement perfectly, even bending his neck at unnatural angles. I ran past the gate and went home, my walkable neighborhood guiding me quickly to my destination. No one tried to stop me. No one acknowledged me even as I hurriedly sprinted home.
I opened my door and walked past the living room, to talk with my mother. She was doing the dishes, as I had expected. I pat her on the shoulder to try and get her attention, but she didn't even stare back at me. I yelled at her, but it was like she was entirely deaf. What the fuck? I had to calm myself down. I ran to my computer, and booted it up to write this thread right now. I don't know what to do, nusois.
