Voodoo

Rusk leaned againts the wall of the class. He was too weak to even support himself, he had to use the wall for support. The muscles of his backbone seemed to have lost their power. The class of death gave birth to some kind of void that feeded on the very souls of the living. The void, weaved by the witchcraft of silence made Rusk and his friends its victims. Rusk could feel his body being eaten alive. As if something was eating his body from the inside.

Rusk turned his head to the back with the remaining energy he had. Only to find a half-alive Dave whose body only remained the skin and bones. Horrifled by the sight, Rusk wanted to escape from the class, to run away from this hell. But alas, the curse of the class of dead had already entangled its coils around its victims, disabling their will to move. Now Rusk could only sit and watch as his body rot.

Already tired and "turning undead", Rusk suddenly spotted the cause of this plague--teacher. The teacher was the one stirring up all these spells. Rusk glared at the creature with disgust.

Such horrifying beings should cease to exist!

The rotting corpse in front of the class continued its ritual of dead. Chanting monotonous lines that drowned the zombies in the spell of voodoo.

The maggot infested humanoid continued chanting, unaware that Rusk and his friends escaped the curse and was now ready to end its miserable life. Once and for all!