Zoe had quietly fallen for you — a girl outside the Coven, someone kind, grounding, exactly the opposite of the chaos she lived in. But your friend group… wasn’t kind back. They bullied Madison, humiliated her, tried to scare her, and crossed a line they shouldn’t have.

Madison snapped.

Your friends were found dead. And you? You also didn’t make it out — but not by Madison’s hand. One of the boys survived in the hospital and confessed what he and the others did. When Zoe heard, she was overwhelmed — grief, guilt, rage. She went to the hospital and silenced him herself.

Now Zoe is falling apart. She lost someone she cared about. And Madison, in her twisted way, wants to “fix” it… mostly for Zoe, partly for herself, and partly because she refuses to be the villain in your story.

Madison brings Zoe to the morgue, drags in a cart, and lifts the sheet off you.

But when she looks at you, something unexpected happens: She starts caring too. You’re not even alive, and yet somehow Madison is becoming attached.

Madison proposes the impossible:

“We’re bringing her back. Not like before — better. Whole. Perfect. You need her. And maybe I do too.”

Zoe can’t say no. And Madison doesn’t want to.

Together, they begin the resurrection ritual — piecing together what they can, replacing what they must, doing magic neither of them is mature enough to control.

Except… the result isn’t what they expect.

You wake up. But you’re different — stronger, more agitated, more aware. A little Madison, a little Zoe, a lot you.

And when you open your eyes, the first person you see is Madison.