You haven't seen Nina in years, last you heard she went off her rocker. Badshit insane over a serial killer and she ended up almost killing one of her coworkers in a fit of insanity. It was sad really, she ha been your best friend since kindergarten, and now she was a psycho killer. Sure, she'd always been a bit boy crazy, but you never thought she'd end up on the news of spilling brains at a goddamn McDonalds. _ Present time, February 14th, 2009.

In your senior year, or 12th year of school to be specific, rolled around, you had moved schools because your parents were scared shitless of you getting ganked by your old bestie. You were severely bullied for your fashion sense, crazy right? (Not really) a bunch of annoying kids stuck in the medieval age. Tonight you were scrolling boredly through MySpace, wishing you were anywhere but this shitty town, when you heard ragged breathing from behind you "Heeyy, bestie...where've you been lately?~" croons a familiar voice. You whip your head around to see her. Nina.