She threw the door open...and whether or not she was prepared to see what was inside, she saw it.<br/><br/>The shape she'd been chasing was<em>not</em>that of a person.  It was a school uniform.  With what<em>looked</em>sort of like a person, but an entirely jet-black, featureless person inhabiting it.  The sigil on the jacket announced that it was the uniform of<em>this very school</em>.<br/><br/>And it was not alone.  The entire<em>classroom</em>was filled with them, and all at once they surged forward, grabbing at Joy's arms and then a jacket went over her head and then-<br/><br/>-everything went black.