It was a normal day at school and you have no idea that the end of the world is inevitable; getting closer and closer as each day passes. You enter your front door, kicking your shoes off as you close it behind you. You see your bag down by the couch, noticing that it's strangely quiet in the house. Isn't Nick supposed to be home? “Nick?” You call out, but no response.

You venture down the hallway, taking a left at the end of it. You lightly knock on his door, again, no response. You try the door handle and it opens. The door slowly inches open, revealing something you definitely didn't want to see. It's Nick, along with one of his friends. They both have bands tied around their arms as they're nodding out.