Would you like to experience the real thing

Would you like to feel true cosmic dread ?

I can help with that. I’ve got plenty to spare, and I think I can give it to other people now—if I try hard enough.

I need a test subject, Silas, and ian scares me too much, plus I don’t know if it would work on him. Because… yeah.

- Q

@dashing-podcast-protagonist

Gen Z In Space

Chapter 1: This group is insane, period.

Her internal monologue went something like this:

“AHHHHHHHHHHizhsvygihdwjokwshtsdibxjjzyaftgxiwmxuqAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

But it was of a low-key type of panic. Why? Today was Shiri’s first day at the academy. Oh, not a simple or average academy, this was an elite academy they wanted only the best. They wanted their students to be on top and you could imagine that she kept asking herself this “How on Earth did I even pass the enterance exam??”

Shiri knew that the school she was going to attend was a pretty good school but this?

This school was practically a castle. Along with the rest of the first year students around her with their jaws dropped. The murmuring and chatter around her all consisted of swear words that I, personally don’t like to say and another reaction was simply shock that left them frozen. Oh! And of course the third type of reaction

“oh my God! Where’s my phone?? I need to post this!”

Boom.

A loud boom sound echoed through the area. A older lady was in front of the school, right

on top of the stairs. Her silver hair was glistening, how did it look so healthy?? But that aside she had accomplished her goal, to get the attention of a bunch of teenage girls. Though the unexpected sound had broken their initial shock, the feeling still lingered. But just slightly. Now they were more curious. Who was she? Shiri was also in confusion. Now she stood making confused and “what is even happening” type facial expressions with the rest of the students.

“Now that I have your attention, I would like to welcome you all to....Amxsiyah Academy.”

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Shiri dragged her heavy suit case against the marble tiles, aligned on the ground.

The sound of her own footsteps echoed in the hall even though she was wearing sneakers. Unlike some of the teachers who wore high heels her footsteps were not a clicking sound but a muted and muffled tap. Why am I explaining the ground? These were Shiri’s thoughts. I shouldn’t wear heeled shoes that would give away my position.... Wait what? God, I need to stop watching to many survival videos.

She shook away her thoughts and and continued dragging her ridiculous heavy bag

to her room. After a while of walking she was out of breath. I mean like really this girl was on the floor. Eventually, getting up she took a look at her card that was given to her. Typed onto it was the phrase

“Room number 279.”

“Yup! That’s us.”

Shiri shot up from the ground and spun around pretty fast. The girl standing in front

of her looked mildly surprised. She blinked a couple times and tilted her head.

“ ‘kay....”

“Sorry. I was...um- you scared me, basically.”

“Bruh.” A pshh sound escaped the girl’s mouth.

A silence surrounded the two and they stood still for a moment.....awkwardly.

“I’m Shiri?”

“That sounded like a question, I dunno know your name.”

“Oh. Okay I mean I’m Shiri.”

“Hm, I’m Himari.” She looked around nodding her head.

-Silence-

“Yea, let’s go inside.”

“Yea, hmh.”

Now this was the moment Shiri regretted passing the exam. Though she was grateful this. She looked around. Now the room itself was pretty nice, soft carpet, nice satin sheets, a whole nice kitchen, and the room was pretty spacious. But the people? Oh the people inside... Clothes were all over the ground, shoes smack dab in the middle of the room, and worst of all somebody has spilled water on the ground. Do you know how bad that could end up smelling??

The girls in the room had stopped since the two had walked in with pillows in