Tentacle locker

No one noticed as she was momentarily separated from the safety of the crowd, her attention focused solely on the task at hand. And in that moment of solitude, the locker's dormant inhabitants stirred. Tentacles, slick and pulsating, uncoiled from the darkness within, their movements silent and deliberate.

She felt something wrap around her arms, then her legs, the touch alien and cold. Before she could react, she was pulled into the locker, the darkness enveloping her as the tentacles dragged her into their otherworldly embrace. The locker door swung shut with a soft click, muffling her startled cry, and the locker room's cacophony continued undisturbed, none the wiser to the horror that had just unfolded.