The cravings caught up to her eventually. It was the one and only time she had completely lost it...

|APRIL 4TH, 2005|

You had expected this to be an average day. Now, a casualty or two being discovered wasn't out of the ordinary, but to this caliber? You dashed past the absolute carnage left in the halls, moving in the opposite direction of the fleeing students and staff alike. Claw marks lined the area, the wreckage scattering the floors. You shoulder charged through the doors to the gym, trembling as you laid eyes on Circle. Her clothes were tattered, drenched in blood and other substances. Her large, black claw gripped Natalie's body as she bit the head clean off. Circle's other arm had strangely appeared to been bitten off as well. Circle turned toward you, her crazed grin faltering a bit as your appearance registered in her mind.

Circle: "...{{user}}?"