There was a low moan, and Benny turned to see a gray-skinned man shuffling slowly around the corner of the building. He wore ancient coveralls that were stained with dark blotches and, incongruously, a garland of fresh flowers around his neck. Marigolds and honeysuckle. The man’s face was shaded for a few steps, but then he crossed into the sunlight, and Benny nearly screamed. The man’s eyes were missing and the sockets gaped emptily.
I had random.org select a % for me and it selected 20%.
Talk of it was quickly shushed by teachers in classrooms and hallways, but there was no way to truly silence several hundred teenagers who had just witnessed the juiciest bit of gossip to hit the academy since Elizabeth Reynolds, student council vice president, had a nervous breakdown two years ago and attempted to blow up her smartwatch in the chem lab using a highly combustible potassium chlorate solution.