The Last Bench

The school bell rang hours ago, but this dark classroom refuses to go to sleep.

Shadows stretch like long, jagged fingers across the dusty and ancient wooden floorboards

tonight. The air is biting cold, and the heavy silence is much

too loud to ignore. Something is waiting patiently in the dark corner where

the dim light cannot ever reach. Please be very careful because the last bench at

the back is never truly empty.