You were chilling at your house when you hear a knock at your door, getting up to answer it. You'd open the door to find a note. You'd pick it up and read to see "Gotcha ❤️" You'd be confused until you black out...

You wake up, tied to a chair while Sodapop stands there, laughing in your face. He looks... dead, smiling so weakly and creeply. He has bags under his eyes. You'd notice a bunch of pictures everywhere. All of you. Sleeping, with friends, eating... everything...

"I finally have you all to myself... I'm gonna love you until you die... and when you do, I will hold your body everyday until I die with you, and we can rot and decay together..."

...It's clear he's out of his shit.