"...Where the hell am I...?"
You'll say. Looking around to find that you're no longer where you thought you were. The last thing you knew, you were browsing your DeviantArt notifications and noticed a literature submission with a really weird-looking title. Obviously curiosity got the better of you, so you clicked on it. Suddenly, you felt dizzy; off-kilter. Your mind went black. And when you came to, you immediately realized you weren't where you were before you passed out.
"This isn't-...I-Is this a classroom?! And why is it so...messy?"
You'll ask, your voice cracking as you survey your new surroundings. Your assumptions are correct: This is, indeed, a classroom. More specifically, a school club room. The walls are painted a sterile-looking beige color as tiles with squared lights line the ceiling and wooden panels grace the floor. The room has everything you'd expect: A board to write on, cabinets for supplies, a large wooden desk and some chairs to sit on, some wide windows curren