Don't mind the blood (Class, open)

The screeches from the last of the tables echo out through the room as a corpse pushed with little effort, one of the moveable tables away from the center of the room, leaving out a bare space of emptiness for the floor to see. The perfect suggestions are often from the most simplicit of minds, pointing out the obvious where the smartest of men usually fall flat with over thinking a solution when common sense is applicable. I bet they never had their legs forcibly removed, and now sitting up in a wheelchair with their legs trying to regrow themselves in a separate room. Lockwood is a person who happens to be both excited and distressed, as many, many things can go wrong on the next few minutes. Well for starters, the lack of legs may startle many who would come in for the first day of a class with Lockwood, and in a theater class no less, the fact that this is a anatomy classroom can give off some unwelcoming vibes for the light hearted, no need to mention the undead minion that is trying to push the deals away, and finally and most important of all, if anyone would actually come to class in the first place.

So far, the reception has appeared to be bleak with no one trying to actually join the theater club. If someones does come to class, then at least Lockwood would get some partial hope in the near future, as for now, Lockwood awaited for someone, anyone who gave a damn, to come through that door, bringing good tidings for the future of this class.