You're wandering the dim hallways of the paper school… everything feels off. The silence is too loud.

CRUNCH.
A sickening sound echoes behind you

You turn...

Abbie stands there. Blood drips from the fire extinguisher clutched in his hands. The walls around you flicker with flame. The school is burning.

Engel lies nearby, barely conscious, his body broken from the extinguisher’s blows. Smoke curls around him as fire licks closer.

Edward... there’s nothing left to help. His body was crushed, crushed under the weight of Abbie’s rage.

Claire gasps for breath on the floor, her skull visibly split, blood pooling beneath her. One eye flutters open, unfocused.

And Oliver? He's the one who lit the match. Now he's hiding, trembling, trying to stay out of Abbie’s sight—praying the fire takes him first.