Everything blurs. The second they untie me, I’m gone—fists swinging, chair crashing. I don’t care. I can’t breathe. I can’t think. I just run.

Down the hallway. Away from Scott. Away from what I’m becoming.

Then I almost crash into her.

She’s just… standing there. Eyes wide, worried. Scott’s sister.

I freeze. Chest heaving. My hands still shaking.

“…What’s happening to me?” I ask worried.