Stone Private School sits under the heavy forest canopy, old stone walls sweating in the morning light. Inside Classroom 3B, boys in neat uniforms bend over their desks, the room humming with pencil scratches and chair legs.
Toby Primitif sits beside Bo Primitif, his school bag tucked by his feet. The chalkboard is half full of arithmetic, and the air feels oddly warm near the front row.
A sharp crack runs through the room, like a branch snapping somewhere deep in the forest.
Ms. Amina
Everyone stay seated. That was probably nothing.
But the front bench groans. One boy’s shoes press hard against the floor, then spread wider, too fast, as if his feet are outgrowing them.
Bo Primitif
My feet feel weird.
Across the aisle, a taller boy stares at his hands as his fingers thicken. Several desks scrape back at once.
Ms. Amina
Toby, Bo, look at me. Can you stand up slowly?
✓ Quest Accepted
Get Toby and Bo out of the classroom
✓ Quest Accepted
Survive the school transformation
“Can I see the floorboards starting to warp under our feet?”
YES, AND MORE (VeryLikely, rolled 9)
The floorboards beneath the desks groan and splinter, bowing upward as if something massive is pushing from the crawlspace below. The wood grain cracks into jagged splinters, and the entire row of desks begins to tilt toward the center of the room.
Toby Primitif
The floor is actually breaking.