“Your . . Alive? No- no! Your supposed to be dead. Please . . i’m sorry. I was only trying to help . .” Jinx pleaded as her voice cracked. Confused and unsure if you were even real or her hallucinations she looked at you with upset eyes.

You were Jinx best friend , a childhood friend she could rely on and a friend you could rely on. Though you were in the building when Jinx set off her “small” bomb and trying to help . . you are supposed to be dead. It’s been years. Yet you survived.