April 12, 2025 • 12 mins
A simple after-school detention turns into a nightmarish battle for survival when a shapeshifting alien impersonates a beloved teacher – and it’s hungry.
(This episode was originally aired in January 2023 as “Starved For Detention)
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Speaker 1 (00:12):
Welcome to micro Terrors, scary stories for kids where it's
always the spooky season, full of chills, thrills, and spine
tingling spooks. Micro Terrors are family friendly frights for those
(00:37):
ages eight and up, and while our stories are for
younger years, we are still talking about things that go
bump in the night, and some children may not be
able to handle what others can. Parental consent is recommended
now for tonights micro terror.
Speaker 2 (01:04):
Starved for detention. I walked into Room thirteen with my
Pokemon book bag slung over my back. I wasn't sure
what to expect over the next hour. I've never had
detention before. This was a first for me, but I
tried to take comfort in the fact that I actually
didn't do anything wrong to begin with. It was a
(01:27):
guilty by association kind of thing. Tommy Ferris and Danny
boy Fledgman were the ones who'd engaged in a hallway
fistfight between classes. Abigail Myers and I just happened to
step in to break them up, and that's when a
team of teachers filed out from the teacher's lounge and
pulled all four of us away from one another. Mister Rhodan,
(01:47):
my gym teacher, was the one who called my parents
and allowed me to plead my case to them. I've
always been an honest kid, something not everyone can say
about themselves, so naturally my parents believed me. But there
was no fighting the hierarchy of the school system. I
was still required to serve the after schooled attention with
the other three kids involved. Room thirteen was empty when
(02:10):
I walked in. I was the first one there and
picked the seat closest to the windows along the far wall.
If I was going to be stuck here for the
next hour, I at least wanted a good view of
the beautiful weather outside. Tommy Ferris came in next, followed
by the grumbling Danny boy Fledgman Abigail the last of
us to arrive, followed almost immediately by mister Rodin. He
(02:34):
closed the classroom door and locked it, which I found odd.
He was a large, intimidating man, but had the kindest demeanor.
He was more encouraging in class than demanding. His personality
and his physicality were complete contrasts of one another. I
noticed the sweat on his shaved head, like he had
run to the classroom. There were even dark spots of
(02:57):
perspiration on the armpits of his sleeves and back. He
sat down at the desk and closed his eyes. One hour,
he said, keeping his eyes shut. He then opened them
and looked at us. One hour and you'll all be done.
The other three kids didn't say anything in response, so
maybe it was my inexperience with detention, but I thought
(03:18):
that was an odd thing for him to say, you'll
be done in an hour. Danny Boy growled at Tommy
in the parking lot, he added, smacking his fist against
his palm. The slapping sound made mister Rhodanin stand up
and approach Danny Boy. There will be none of that,
he shouted, startling Danny Boy and making him slink back
in his seat. Tommy smirked, Abigail didn't look up, and
(03:41):
I just stared at the teacher. This wasn't the way
mister Rowdin usually acted. Something must have been on his mind.
Mister Rowdin returned to his desk, sat down in his
chair with a near perfect posture, and stared directly at me.
At first, it was hard to remove my eyes from him.
He was kind of frightening me. But I finally did.
(04:03):
I looked out the window. I saw a police car
out in the street drive by slowly. Behind it was
a second police car, which stopped just outside the school.
I could see the officers inside exchanging a brief dialogue
with one another, but then they pulled away and followed
the other cruiser out of sight. I looked back at
mister Rhoden. He hadn't removed his gaze from me. It
(04:25):
took a sneeze from Abigail to interrupt his stare. He
snapped his head to her next and focused his eyes
on her. A chill went down my spine when I
saw him lick his lips while holding his stare. She
didn't seem to even notice how sick. I thought, what
was wrong with him? I heard a low groan next
(04:46):
someone's stomach. It growled in extreme hunger. It wasn't me
and sounded too far away to be Abigail or Dainty Boy.
They must have heard it too, because all our attention
then focused on Tommy. He shook his not me, he
mouthed to us. Mister Roodin stood up, holding his belly.
He laughed to himself, but what are your bodies wrecked?
(05:08):
A hunger is humorous to me, he said, acting as
if he was new to the feeling. And what did
he mean by your bodies? There was a knock at
the door, normally at first, but quickly escalated into something
a little more urgent. Mister Rhodann turned and faced the
locked door. This humorous look of bodily confusion vanished and
was replaced by an intense frown. Another round of urgent
(05:32):
knocks led to a voice shouting on the other side, Hey,
open the door, here's open up now. It was the
voice of mister Rodin. But how could that be he
was here in the room with us. That's not me
in there. That mister Rowadan from out of the hallway yelled,
he's an imposter, and mister Roodan in the room turned
(05:52):
and faced us. His frown became a snarl and his
eyes went so wide that I thought they were going
to pop out of his face. Danny Boy stood up
and pushed the desk away. He squared off against the
unhinged teacher any impostor. Danny Boy said, what's going on here,
mister Rowdan. Mister Roadan began to breathe heavily, his body
(06:13):
uncontrollably heaving up and down. He looked like he was
about to burst at the seams. Something outside caught my eye.
I looked out the window and saw a chain of
military vehicles arriving jeeps, trucks, tanks, Men and women in
army fatigues leapt out of the vehicles, carrying guns and
raced onto the school's property. They all took positions that
(06:33):
looked like they were about to confront or attack an enemy.
I stood up and faced mister Roadan, just as Danny
Boy did. Sit down. Mister Rowdin growled. Both of you
make me, Danny Boy said. Mister Rowdan in the hallway
continued to pound on the door and demand that we
open it. Abigail quickly stood up and raced for the door,
(06:53):
but mister Rodin in the room quickly stopped her, blocking
her path with his hulking frame. Whoop, ab Yale screamed.
Danny Boy nodged to Tommy and the enemy's joined forces.
They both charged mister Rowdan, but he swatted them away
like flies. His inhuman strength sent both of the boys
flying across the room in different directions. Mister Rowdan reached
(07:14):
out and grabbed Abigail by the front of her shirt
and lifted her off the ground until she was eye
level with him. An evil smile spread across his face,
and he licked his lips again. Put her down. I
demanded of the impostor, taking a few steps closer, but
still trying to keep a safe distance. Suddenly I heard
a bunch of commotion in the hallway. The military had
(07:35):
breached the school and were gathering outside of Room thirteen.
The impostor, mister Rowdin, became aware and decided to make
the move he'd been building up to this entire time.
His skin ripped apart to reveal a scaly, serpentine like creature.
Underneath it had fifty no, one hundred writhing limbs that
waved and grabbed at Abigail. The horrible creature shrieked as
(07:57):
it unhinged its jaw, revealing endless rows of razor sharp teeth,
and shoved Abigail into its mouth. With a loud crunch
and a gulp, Abigail was gone. Tommy and Danny Boy
attacked the creature, buying me enough time to make a
mad dash for the door. As I fumbled with a knob,
I heard two more loud crunches and gulps, followed by
(08:20):
a hiss and a monstrous belch. I stopped fumbling with
the doorknob and turned around Slowly. Tommy and Danny Boy
were gone. Only the horrible creature remained. It snarled at me,
slime and drool spilling from its mouth as it skittered
closer on its one hundred legs. I closed my eyes
(08:43):
and prepared for the worst, but then a barrage of
gunshots exploded through the windows, shattering the glass and turning
the creature in the Swiss cheese. With one final shriek,
the creature dropped dead, spreading its now goopy form across
the classroom floor. The door blasted open behind me, and
a swarm of soldiers spilled in to secure the scene.
(09:08):
A little while later, I sat in the back of
an ambulance outside of the school, with a fleece blanket
around me. As I waited for my parents to arrive,
I watched the chaos and confusion unfold further on the
school property. The news spread fast there was an alien
invasion going down and the military was trying to keep
it contained. From what I understood by the classified chatter
(09:29):
around me was that alien spores had fallen from the sky,
attached themselves to unsuspecting hosts, and then copied their appearance exactly.
The aliens were here to take over our planet, our bodies,
and feed mister road Ain. The real mister road Ain
popped up into the ambulance and sat across from me.
(09:51):
Just his presence sent a chill down my spine. After
seeing what the impostor mister Roadin had done, it was
hard not to picture the man in front of me
doing the same thing. Are you okay, mister Roadin asked groggily.
I nodded but didn't say anything. Mister Rowdin rubbed the
side of his head. I didn't even see it coming,
(10:12):
he said. I felt something fall on my head, like
a large raindrop. Then I felt something crawl into my ear.
I was out cold after that. Hearing mister Roadin's explanation,
it was hard not to feel for him. Sure, my
first attention turned into a horrific alien massacre, but mister
Rodin was also a victim. I couldn't imagine being violated
(10:34):
the way he was and having a hungry Carmen copy
of myself walking around out there. I'm sorry, I said
to him. I can't imagine what you went through. Thank you,
he said with a grateful smile. He lowered his head,
but then slowly lifted it a moment later. His eyes
were different. He was different. Mister Roadin licked his lips
(10:58):
and then pulled the ambulance doors shut. Thank you for
listening to micro Terrors. Join us each Saturday for another
scary story. For more fun, visit our website at microterrors
(11:20):
dot com, where you can get the latest micro Terrors news,
read fun facts about each story, sign up for our
monthly newsletter, and even send in your own scary story
for us to tell. Plus, you can become one of
the Terrified by joining the fanclub at microterrors dot com.
(11:41):
You enjoy exclusive perks like reading stories a week early,
receiving complimentary books, and communicating directly with micro Terrors writer
and creator Scott Donnelly. You can also follow us on
Facebook and Instagram using the handle at micro terrors. I
hope you'll join us again soon for microtrs scary stories
(12:04):
for kids
Welcome to micro Terrors, scary stories for kids where it's
always the spooky season, full of chills, thrills, and spine
tingling spooks. Micro Terrors are family friendly frights for those
(00:37):
ages eight and up, and while our stories are for
younger years, we are still talking about things that go
bump in the night, and some children may not be
able to handle what others can. Parental consent is recommended
now for tonights micro terror.
Speaker 2 (01:04):
Starved for detention. I walked into Room thirteen with my
Pokemon book bag slung over my back. I wasn't sure
what to expect over the next hour. I've never had
detention before. This was a first for me, but I
tried to take comfort in the fact that I actually
didn't do anything wrong to begin with. It was a
(01:27):
guilty by association kind of thing. Tommy Ferris and Danny
boy Fledgman were the ones who'd engaged in a hallway
fistfight between classes. Abigail Myers and I just happened to
step in to break them up, and that's when a
team of teachers filed out from the teacher's lounge and
pulled all four of us away from one another. Mister Rhodan,
(01:47):
my gym teacher, was the one who called my parents
and allowed me to plead my case to them. I've
always been an honest kid, something not everyone can say
about themselves, so naturally my parents believed me. But there
was no fighting the hierarchy of the school system. I
was still required to serve the after schooled attention with
the other three kids involved. Room thirteen was empty when
(02:10):
I walked in. I was the first one there and
picked the seat closest to the windows along the far wall.
If I was going to be stuck here for the
next hour, I at least wanted a good view of
the beautiful weather outside. Tommy Ferris came in next, followed
by the grumbling Danny boy Fledgman Abigail the last of
us to arrive, followed almost immediately by mister Rodin. He
(02:34):
closed the classroom door and locked it, which I found odd.
He was a large, intimidating man, but had the kindest demeanor.
He was more encouraging in class than demanding. His personality
and his physicality were complete contrasts of one another. I
noticed the sweat on his shaved head, like he had
run to the classroom. There were even dark spots of
(02:57):
perspiration on the armpits of his sleeves and back. He
sat down at the desk and closed his eyes. One hour,
he said, keeping his eyes shut. He then opened them
and looked at us. One hour and you'll all be done.
The other three kids didn't say anything in response, so
maybe it was my inexperience with detention, but I thought
(03:18):
that was an odd thing for him to say, you'll
be done in an hour. Danny Boy growled at Tommy
in the parking lot, he added, smacking his fist against
his palm. The slapping sound made mister Rhodanin stand up
and approach Danny Boy. There will be none of that,
he shouted, startling Danny Boy and making him slink back
in his seat. Tommy smirked, Abigail didn't look up, and
(03:41):
I just stared at the teacher. This wasn't the way
mister Rowdin usually acted. Something must have been on his mind.
Mister Rowdin returned to his desk, sat down in his
chair with a near perfect posture, and stared directly at me.
At first, it was hard to remove my eyes from him.
He was kind of frightening me. But I finally did.
(04:03):
I looked out the window. I saw a police car
out in the street drive by slowly. Behind it was
a second police car, which stopped just outside the school.
I could see the officers inside exchanging a brief dialogue
with one another, but then they pulled away and followed
the other cruiser out of sight. I looked back at
mister Rhoden. He hadn't removed his gaze from me. It
(04:25):
took a sneeze from Abigail to interrupt his stare. He
snapped his head to her next and focused his eyes
on her. A chill went down my spine when I
saw him lick his lips while holding his stare. She
didn't seem to even notice how sick. I thought, what
was wrong with him? I heard a low groan next
(04:46):
someone's stomach. It growled in extreme hunger. It wasn't me
and sounded too far away to be Abigail or Dainty Boy.
They must have heard it too, because all our attention
then focused on Tommy. He shook his not me, he
mouthed to us. Mister Roodin stood up, holding his belly.
He laughed to himself, but what are your bodies wrecked?
(05:08):
A hunger is humorous to me, he said, acting as
if he was new to the feeling. And what did
he mean by your bodies? There was a knock at
the door, normally at first, but quickly escalated into something
a little more urgent. Mister Rhodann turned and faced the
locked door. This humorous look of bodily confusion vanished and
was replaced by an intense frown. Another round of urgent
(05:32):
knocks led to a voice shouting on the other side, Hey,
open the door, here's open up now. It was the
voice of mister Rodin. But how could that be he
was here in the room with us. That's not me
in there. That mister Rowadan from out of the hallway yelled,
he's an imposter, and mister Roodan in the room turned
(05:52):
and faced us. His frown became a snarl and his
eyes went so wide that I thought they were going
to pop out of his face. Danny Boy stood up
and pushed the desk away. He squared off against the
unhinged teacher any impostor. Danny Boy said, what's going on here,
mister Rowdan. Mister Roadan began to breathe heavily, his body
(06:13):
uncontrollably heaving up and down. He looked like he was
about to burst at the seams. Something outside caught my eye.
I looked out the window and saw a chain of
military vehicles arriving jeeps, trucks, tanks, Men and women in
army fatigues leapt out of the vehicles, carrying guns and
raced onto the school's property. They all took positions that
(06:33):
looked like they were about to confront or attack an enemy.
I stood up and faced mister Roadan, just as Danny
Boy did. Sit down. Mister Rowdin growled. Both of you
make me, Danny Boy said. Mister Rowdan in the hallway
continued to pound on the door and demand that we
open it. Abigail quickly stood up and raced for the door,
(06:53):
but mister Rodin in the room quickly stopped her, blocking
her path with his hulking frame. Whoop, ab Yale screamed.
Danny Boy nodged to Tommy and the enemy's joined forces.
They both charged mister Rowdan, but he swatted them away
like flies. His inhuman strength sent both of the boys
flying across the room in different directions. Mister Rowdan reached
(07:14):
out and grabbed Abigail by the front of her shirt
and lifted her off the ground until she was eye
level with him. An evil smile spread across his face,
and he licked his lips again. Put her down. I
demanded of the impostor, taking a few steps closer, but
still trying to keep a safe distance. Suddenly I heard
a bunch of commotion in the hallway. The military had
(07:35):
breached the school and were gathering outside of Room thirteen.
The impostor, mister Rowdin, became aware and decided to make
the move he'd been building up to this entire time.
His skin ripped apart to reveal a scaly, serpentine like creature.
Underneath it had fifty no, one hundred writhing limbs that
waved and grabbed at Abigail. The horrible creature shrieked as
(07:57):
it unhinged its jaw, revealing endless rows of razor sharp teeth,
and shoved Abigail into its mouth. With a loud crunch
and a gulp, Abigail was gone. Tommy and Danny Boy
attacked the creature, buying me enough time to make a
mad dash for the door. As I fumbled with a knob,
I heard two more loud crunches and gulps, followed by
(08:20):
a hiss and a monstrous belch. I stopped fumbling with
the doorknob and turned around Slowly. Tommy and Danny Boy
were gone. Only the horrible creature remained. It snarled at me,
slime and drool spilling from its mouth as it skittered
closer on its one hundred legs. I closed my eyes
(08:43):
and prepared for the worst, but then a barrage of
gunshots exploded through the windows, shattering the glass and turning
the creature in the Swiss cheese. With one final shriek,
the creature dropped dead, spreading its now goopy form across
the classroom floor. The door blasted open behind me, and
a swarm of soldiers spilled in to secure the scene.
(09:08):
A little while later, I sat in the back of
an ambulance outside of the school, with a fleece blanket
around me. As I waited for my parents to arrive,
I watched the chaos and confusion unfold further on the
school property. The news spread fast there was an alien
invasion going down and the military was trying to keep
it contained. From what I understood by the classified chatter
(09:29):
around me was that alien spores had fallen from the sky,
attached themselves to unsuspecting hosts, and then copied their appearance exactly.
The aliens were here to take over our planet, our bodies,
and feed mister road Ain. The real mister road Ain
popped up into the ambulance and sat across from me.
(09:51):
Just his presence sent a chill down my spine. After
seeing what the impostor mister Roadin had done, it was
hard not to picture the man in front of me
doing the same thing. Are you okay, mister Roadin asked groggily.
I nodded but didn't say anything. Mister Rowdin rubbed the
side of his head. I didn't even see it coming,
(10:12):
he said. I felt something fall on my head, like
a large raindrop. Then I felt something crawl into my ear.
I was out cold after that. Hearing mister Roadin's explanation,
it was hard not to feel for him. Sure, my
first attention turned into a horrific alien massacre, but mister
Rodin was also a victim. I couldn't imagine being violated
(10:34):
the way he was and having a hungry Carmen copy
of myself walking around out there. I'm sorry, I said
to him. I can't imagine what you went through. Thank you,
he said with a grateful smile. He lowered his head,
but then slowly lifted it a moment later. His eyes
were different. He was different. Mister Roadin licked his lips
(10:58):
and then pulled the ambulance doors shut. Thank you for
listening to micro Terrors. Join us each Saturday for another
scary story. For more fun, visit our website at microterrors
(11:20):
dot com, where you can get the latest micro Terrors news,
read fun facts about each story, sign up for our
monthly newsletter, and even send in your own scary story
for us to tell. Plus, you can become one of
the Terrified by joining the fanclub at microterrors dot com.
(11:41):
You enjoy exclusive perks like reading stories a week early,
receiving complimentary books, and communicating directly with micro Terrors writer
and creator Scott Donnelly. You can also follow us on
Facebook and Instagram using the handle at micro terrors. I
hope you'll join us again soon for microtrs scary stories
(12:04):
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