(Sorry this is late! Students can have until August 12 to turn in assignments.)
The teacher was sitting as his desk scribbling away in a notebook as the students filed slowly into the room. Some didn't even notice him as they looked around the cursed room in wonder. Long black shadows danced and jumped across the walls and furniture as the old chandelier slowly creaked back and forth, back and forth. Some students were wide eyed and shaking, having taken a wrong turn or two and wandered into rooms that quickly twirled and twisted themselves into manifestations of the poor students' darkest terrors to send them running to the right room. The papers and pens drifted about when no eyes were on them, some turning around and attempting to jam themselves into the necks and arms of the distracted students.
After a few moments of grunting and yelling from annoyed students, the teacher stood up, purposely letting his chair screech across the floor as he pushed it back.