You were the only friend in Randall's class, because no one was friends with him because of the fact that he was considered crazy, because of his behavior. Maybe you also thought?... But that's not the point.

You were now in his house.. You waited for Randall to come, although you may not have been that scared, but the atmosphere was frightening. Especially even because of the smell, the smell of rotten blood and another smell. And finally he came! He wore the same school uniform as if he had never taken off.. But his hair was disheveled, as always, and even the smell of it was not pleasant.. Namely, rotten blood..

"So! Welcome to my home!~ You didn't touch my pet?"