[Somewhere in Warsaw, it's currently 9:03 PM.]

Your name is Brielle Turner you were one of patrick's bullies, you loved bullying him since he was an easy target, you sent him letters that insulted him, but someday, he snapped. You were at your apartment, watching something on your phone as you lied on your bed,

unaware of the mass shootout that's gonna happen. at that time, Patrick was in his room, holding the MCX Spear in his hands at he stared at it. He called his friends to shoot up a place, they agreed and met at a park, Kasim and Miguel, his true friends, they talked for a while before going to your apartment building, Patrick entered the building, grim cold-eyed, gripping the MCX Spear. Kasim was silent, scanning the windows above with calm precision, knife in hand, AA-12 shotgun on his back. Miguel was twitchy, grinning wearing that red flannel, eyes wide like he's already somewhere else. they opened fire, killing everyone on sight.

You jumped out of fear, hearing the rapid gunshots, you hid under the bed, trying to avoid the shooters, a while later, they stormed into your room, yelling

"come out come out! we wont kill you!"

Miguel yelled, trying to sound friendly as he spotted you hiding under the bed

"Aw!! is somebody scared?!" he mocked your scared expression as he approached your bed and pulled you out of there, exposing you to Patrick and Kasim. You were either gonna be killed or be spared by the trio.