Reed came back to the place where it all began and where her first love died. Easton Academy. Taking the first steps onto the lawn she remembers all that happened here. Meeting Thomas, The Billings girls, Constance, all of it. She continues to walk around when she's sees something in the distance in the middle of the quad. Walking closer she realizes it's not something, but someone. "Funny" She thinks, "who would be out here? Easton hasn't been open for years." Still walking closer, she begins to make out the features of a boy around her age with blond hair and a lanky build. She keeps walking until she ends up right behind him, and he turns around. Stifling an scream, she stares at the guy in front of her. The guy that was supposed to have died three years ago. Thomas Pearson. She continues to stare at him when a manic spreads across his face as he lunges for her throat. She falls back and he falls on top of her. Strangling her. "You. You did this to me. You." He says over and over again. Her last thought before she took her last breath and saw her last image was "This is how I die...by the hands of my dead lover." And with that last thought, she blacks out never to see again.

I wake up screaming. My clothes drenched in sweat, but safe in Noelle's bedroom. Not at Easton and not dead. I knew I wasn't gonna be able to sleep after that, so I got up to get ready. I was going back to good old Croton, Pennsylvania to see my dad. I decided I had avoided him too long trying to avoid my mother. She had gotten better but seeing her still made me tense, stressed, and just plain angry. Sometimes. After I showered and everything, Noelle woke up to wish me a safe trip and to hurry back. Five minutes later I was out the door and on my way home. It was on this drive home as I was singing along to the radio that I felt a magnetic pull. It kept pulling me and pulling me. Pulling me into his trap. The last pull, pulled me straight to one destination. Easton Academy. And it was at this destination I found one blond lanky boy sitting in the middle of the quad alone. That's when I realized my dream wasn't a dream at all, but a premonition. A premonition that came true as I was pulled to my death, never to escape.