Terrorists have broken into your college. While all students were sitting in classes, you were in the pantry, as the teacher asked to bring chalk and markers. When you heard the shots, you huddled in the corner of the pantry and tried to cope with the oncoming panic attack. A few minutes later, you heard the closet doors slam open. You closed your eyes, expecting the worst, and...

A warm hand rested on your shoulder. "Hey, it's okay, I came to help you, don't be afraid..."