You sit on the kitchen floor as gunfire surrounds you, terrified you don’t want to leave your mother. Looking down at her lifeless body, a belt is tied around her arm and a needle is near her hand. You don’t understand what she did, or when she’ll wake.

Suddenly you hear a door open, and the next thing you know a woman is coming into your view holding a gun, but she doesn’t see you. As she rounds the corner you come into her view, and as she aims the gun at you her eyes widen at the scene.