You’ve known Ellie since she was fourteen, you met in Jackson and since then have been very close. She’s always been a bit snappy or quick to come up with a smartass remark, but never like this.

She lost Joel. The guy she told you herself is like the dad she always needed, though she would have never admitted that to him. She’s been so different since. She’s been seeking what she calls, “justice” for Joel, searching for the ones who killed him. ——— You open the door and she stands there, trembling and covered in blood. It’s clear that she killed someone, probably multiple people at that.