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Amanojaku will once again return to his demon form and ruin the world... once these pesky kids will leave him alone!

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Vindicta

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It had been almost a year since Collymore City's last ghostly incident. But the careless actions of high school boys ignite another supernatural nightmare. This time, the target was their school. For any student, Saturday detention can feel awful. But for Ashley Hutchinson, it will be a hell unlike anything she will ever experience. She and her classmates will have to survive detention with a vengeful spirit who's after their souls. What terror had been unleashed on Ashley's school? How will she escape? Will anyone survive?

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The Silent Choir Shaina Tranquilino October 4, 2024

The school hallways hummed with their usual humdrum as Ms. Daniella Goldsmith, the music teacher, made her way to her classroom. The distant chatter of students, lockers slamming shut, and footsteps clicking across the polished floors filled the air, a comforting, familiar noise.

But something had changed. It was subtle at first—a faint, almost imperceptible sound that fluttered at the edge of Daniella's hearing. As she stepped into her classroom, her fingers brushing the keys of the grand piano, the sound grew louder. A whispering chorus, so soft it could have been mistaken for the wind rustling through the leaves outside.

No one else seemed to notice.

Daniella paused, glancing around the empty room. Her students wouldn’t arrive for another ten minutes, and the silence should have been absolute. Yet the choir lingered, hovering just beyond her reach. A chorus of voices—soft, eerie, and dissonant—humming a melody she couldn’t place.

Her breath caught in her throat.

Was it her imagination? She strained her ears, her pulse quickening. The voices wove together, rising and falling in a chilling harmony. Children’s voices. Ethereal, disembodied, but unmistakably real.

The choir sounded like it was coming from the walls.

Daniella shook her head, dismissing it as fatigue. She’d been staying late at the school to prepare for the winter recital, and perhaps it was wearing on her nerves. Still, the uneasy feeling lingered, clinging to her like a shadow.

The following days, the whispers grew louder.

Each time Daniella sat at her piano, the ghostly choir swelled, as if it responded to her presence. She tried asking her students, her colleagues, even the janitor if they had heard anything unusual, but no one had. They all looked at her with puzzled expressions, their replies coated in awkward politeness.

"Maybe it's stress," one of her fellow teachers had said, offering a sympathetic smile.

But Daniella knew it wasn’t stress. The choir was real.

One evening, long after the students had gone home and the school was dark and still, Daniella sat in her classroom, determined to trace the source of the voices. She followed the whispers, her feet moving as if guided by an unseen hand. The air grew colder as she moved down the hall, the song growing louder with each step.

The choir’s melody pulled her to the basement—a part of the school rarely used, its dimly lit corridors filled with dust and forgotten relics. She hesitated at the top of the stairs, the chill in the air biting at her skin.

But the choir urged her on.

Daniella descended the steps, the soft murmur of the choir rising until it became almost deafening. The basement was damp, the walls lined with old music stands, broken instruments, and forgotten school supplies. At the far end of the room, she noticed something peculiar—a section of the floor where the tiles didn’t quite match.

Her breath hitched.

A sinking feeling washed over her as she knelt to examine the tiles. The mismatched section was loose, the edges crumbling as if it had been disturbed before. Her hands shook as she pried the tiles free, revealing the earth beneath.

And then, she saw it.

Beneath the tiles, buried shallowly in the dirt, were small bones—too small to be anything but human. A wave of nausea hit her as she realized what she was seeing. Tiny skeletal remains, barely larger than a child’s arm, laid in a haphazard grave beneath the school. A grave that had been hidden for decades.

The voices surged around her, the choir now a cacophony of pain and sorrow. Their song was no longer a whisper but a wail, each note filled with agony. The children’s voices—their ethereal lament—finally made sense.

Daniella stumbled backward, her heart pounding in her chest. Her mind raced as pieces of a forgotten story began to fall into place. Decades ago, before the school had been rebuilt, a fire had ravaged the old building. It was a tragedy that had been quietly erased from the school’s history. Children had died in that fire, their bodies never found.

Until now.

The Silent Choir wasn’t just a strange phenomenon. It was a plea for justice, a desperate cry from the forgotten children whose bones had been buried and forgotten beneath the school.

Daniella could barely breathe as the voices crescendoed, the weight of their suffering crashing down on her. She had uncovered the school’s dark secret, and now the ghosts of the past demanded to be heard.

The next morning, Daniella stood outside the principal’s office, clutching the school’s old records in her trembling hands. The weight of the truth pressed down on her, but she knew what she had to do.

The Silent Choir had been silenced for too long.

As she opened the door, the whispers followed her, lingering in the air like an unfinished song.

[singularfortean]

Thanks to the @foxvalleyghosthunters for an awesome weekend of paranormal investigation and community at the Haunted Farrar Elementary school. It was an awesome and spooky experience! 👻 #hauntingatfarrar #farrarbeyondthegrave #hauntedschool #paranormalinvestigation #ghosthunt #singularfortean (at Iowa) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0L24SDlbTk/?igshid=qs3221owaa6o

[singularfortean]

Here stands Haunted Farrar Elementary in unincorporated Farrar, Iowa. The school first opened in 1922 with hundreds attending a dedication ceremony and banquet complete with an orchestra playing in the auditorium upstairs. Some citizens were upset by the $100,000 price tag on a building with electric lights, indoor bathrooms, and a boiler system. After 80 years, the school closed its doors in 2002. We do not know much about why the building is haunted, but there are rumors of whose footsteps you still hear in those empty halls. We are recording our investigations over the weekend, and you will be able to hear all that we have experienced by joining the @singularfortean Society: patreon.com/singularfortean (link in bio) 💀 #hauntingatfarrar #farrarbeyondthegrave #hauntedschool #ghosthunt #paranormalinvestigation #ghosts (at Haunting At Farrar) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0JEMiBFZg8/?igshid=13576pe0nug4m

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Here stands Haunted Farrar Elementary in the unincorporated Farrar, Iowa. The school first opened in 1922 with hundreds attending a dedication ceremony and banquet complete with an orchestra playing in the auditorium upstairs. Some citizens were upset by the $100,000 price tag on a building with electric lights, indoor bathrooms, and a boiler system. After 80 years, the school closed its doors in 2002. We do not know much of why the building is haunted, but there are rumors of whose footsteps you still hear in those empty halls. We are recording our investigations over the weekend, and you will be able to hear all that we have experienced by joining the @singularfortean Society: patreon.com/singularfortean (link in bio) 💀 #hauntingatfarrar #farrarbeyondthegrave #hauntedschool #ghosthunt #paranormalinvestigation #ghosts (at Haunting At Farrar) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0I6t7fHcyF/?igshid=tdqb0wzxqmi5

[singularfortean]

Greetings from Haunted Farrar Elementary in Iowa 💀 #hauntingatfarrar #farrarbeyondthegrave #hauntedschool #paranormalinvestigation #singularfortean (at Haunting At Farrar) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0HjLt7Fnol/?igshid=y64hf9dbd2gr