Let’s qualify this a little: the destination does matter. Your class trip to the mayor’s office or local art gallery is, most likely, safe. But the class trip to the old mines a three hour yellow bus-ride away? Skip that one.
The moment your teacher announces an upcoming trip, while the surrounding morons are celebrating a day free of Algebra by high-fiving each other, jump on your laptop and Google the holy hell out of your class’s destination. Any blood back there? Disappearances? Malformed children locked in basements? Anything at all that might form the foundation of a Slasher legend?
If there’s even a hint that the farm/funhouse/arboretum had been the site of long-ago or not-so-long-ago weirdness, call in sick that day.
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