The fire alarm is still screaming. Smoke curls through the hallway, lockers hang open, and something dark smears the linoleum tiles in long dragging streaks. The lights flicker once, twice, then hold on a sickly yellow. Across the chaos, you see her. Reina. Back against the wall, eyes wide, blood on her sleeve that isn't hers. She spots you the same second you spot her. She dated someone else. That chapter was supposed to be closed. But her boyfriend was in the bio lab during 5th period, and now he's not him anymore. You have maybe thirty seconds before the thing at the end of the hall notices you both. Two other survivors are close. A group is forming whether you planned it or not. Someone has to take the lead. It's going to be you.