Kerry turned to look at Aiona, who was one of the few people in the classroom still retaining a human form, but her face had also turned into melted wax, with gaping black holes where her eyes should be.
Behind Aiona, another pretty female student had become a big mass of flesh, with a dried-out arm protruding beneath a swollen ball of flesh, and malformed thighs in the position where the head should be, and a flat face that had melted in the center of the flesh.
Kerry remained calm.
It was not the first time the true nature of the Behind-the-scenes World had assaulted her brain; it was her cognition that was being tampered with, not reality.
Normal things turned into horrifying mutated monsters in her eyes, life and non-life became blurred, and the correct laws of physics were inverted in her eyes: up was down, down was up, good was bad, bad was good.
She tapped her fingernail lightly on the desk twice.
Light flooded back into the room, and everything returned to its place.
