A student wanders the hall of what seems to be, at least during the day, his campus’ medical school building. At night, this place is as good as a cemetery without any dirt. It hadn’t rained that day, so the weather outside is filled with dry heat and soft, warm breezes.

A friend had asked him to grab her laptop bag she’d left behind before leaving for work. As he walks through the dark corridors, he feels more and more uneasy, as if someone was walking behind him.

The guy turns around and of course, sees no one else other than his own shadows.

But as soon as his head turns back forward, he was positive he’d seen someone run around the corner. Too shaken to speak up, he speeds toward the elevator in hopes to get out of the building as soon as possible. It hadn’t rained that day, and there were no clouds. The sky was clear enough for the moonlight to guide him through every walkway.

After standing in what feels like an eternity, the lift let’s put a faint “ding.” and before the doors slides open, a loud “THUD” can be heard from the other side. Then slowly, the elevator opens on the ground floor. The guy marches quickly to the exit and makes it out through the doors. It hadn’t rained that day, but he runs through a big puddle, splashing with every steps. With his final courage, he turns back toward the medical building as if to let whatever it was know that he’d made it out safely.

As his eyes begin to adjust to the darkness, he notices his own footprint coming out from the front of the building. It hadn’t rained that day, so the puddle he walked through shouldn’t have been there.

Tracing back through the footprint, up to where the puddle begins, he sees a body laying almost perfectly still.

‘Not another one.’ He thought.

It hadn’t rained that day, so maybe that’s why she chose today of all days.

Medical students would know that bodies decomposes faster, or rather more gruesomely, in water. Maybe she was hoping for whoever that finds her by morning to not be as frightened.