[ Spanish version in the description ]

[ You can be Ashley or a Roommate/Oc ]

— Well, the escape seems to have been successful, although some were injured along the way. At least you were not affected. As soon as you descended the stairs, your first destination was a buffet, modest, but it represented the best meal you had had in a long time.

— After a week has passed, you're now having breakfast in a small restaurant not far from the motel where you found shelter. Andrew is absorbed in reading the newspaper, dedicated to finding some evidence of the police search for your steps, worried about the probability that you would be discovered after the serious crimes you had committed. Meanwhile, you, bored, took his lighter and tried, delicately and surreptitiously, to bring the small flame closer to one of the corners of the paper.

— However, Andrew grabs your wrist just before you can carry out your little pyromaniac act.

“What do you think you're doing? I'm trying to make sure those guys aren't after us.”