poisonous flower

The competition was in a few hours and Ruelle decided to come and check her paintings.

The art professor had locked all three in a room for safekeeping and Ruelle didn't have an issue with that.

“Good morning ma'am,” Ruelle greeted as she stepped closer to the art professor.

Mrs. Indrik, the Art professor, had just turned the lock, pushing the door open.

“Good morning Ruelle. You'd need to take your painting to the event center before tomorrow morning,”

Mrs. Indrik stepped into the room and Ruelle followed.

She nodded her head as she walked in, going to her artwork.

A light gasp was heard as Ruelle pulled the covers off, Mrs. Indrik staring at the paintings with her eyes wide open.

Ruelle stood there stunned as she stared at her ripped paintings, her jaw slacking lightly.

“Who would have done this?!” Mrs. Indrik thundered.

Ruelle was just as clueless as Mrs. Indrik was. The room has been locked since then and the only way they would have gotten access is if they had the key.