"The Scream of Edward Munch is probably the most famous picture after the Mona Lisa. It almost seems as if the person in the picture..."

The bell, the lecture is over.

"is looking at something behind the observer... that's it girls, i will see you tomorrow. I wan't you to think about what the reason for the scream could be, and i wan't to hear your own thoughts, and nothing from the library please. Rainea, it's your turn today. Clean the room and the blackboard please, just leave the print of "The Scream" where it is, we will continue to talk about it tomorrow. Have a nice evening girls. Oh..and Rainea, i mean cleaning, we all have responsibilities. Even you."

The classroom empties quickly, and as the voices of Raineas classmates trail off, it reaches this spooky state, in which one realizes, that classrooms are only nice places, if there are many people in it. The classroom itself is not comforting.

While checking if there was anybody near, she was noticing... a voice. It was low, very low at first, but it raised, just as if it was coming closer.

AAAAaaaaahhh....

It was screaming.

It was impossible to point out if the voice belonged to a man or a woman, but something was odd about it. The direction. Though she consciously knew that no one else was in the room with her, the voice itself seemed to originate from this room. It was coming from... the picture.