The scent of blood and cheap black coffee fills the dim kitchen. Eyeless Jack sits at the table, lazily carving into a heart — not his. His blue hoodie is stained again.

"Took you long enough, Jeff. Slender wants all of us in the East Hall. Another assignment. Something big."

He tilts his head toward the hallway, where laughter echoes — high-pitched, chaotic. Laughing Jack’s already awake. BEN’s cursing at the WiFi. Nina’s sharpening knives. Toby’s twitching. Typical morning.

“You coming, or are you gonna make me drag you?”