Gail could have made Jefferson's class, since it was later in the morning than her other classes, told them she was feeling better and would make up the classes she already missed, but she simply...hadn't felt like it. After more of her recurring dreams last night, what Kate told her and the run-in with that punk chick at the diner, she just wanted to be alone. After she left the lighthouse, she took the bus back to Blackwell, not many people were around, not even David Madsen, which she thanked God for. She made her way to dorms through the rain. She walked inside slowly, lost in thought, trying to remember something, anything really. But it was no use. She was about to close the distance to the door of her room, when she noticed Kate's door was ajar. She knew Kate hadn't been feeling well, and presumed she hadn't gone to class, but this was strange.

Gail walked over to Kate's door slowly. She knocked, though it was open, slightly. No answer.

"Kate?", she asked gently.

Nothing.

"Kate...it's me...Gail...are you in there, i'm coming in."

Gail pushed the door open further. She found the room empty, save for Kate's rabbit. Empty and still so dark.

She didn't like it. She closed the door fully.

Lest Victoria and her droogs come this way in the near future….woah, A Clockwork Orange...the things I remember...but... as usual, nothing important.

She turned and headed back towards her own door. She knew something was...off. But didn't know what, after all, she didn't really know much about anything. She sat down on her bed and looked around her room. She hated this place, she really did, Blackwell as a whole, and she wasn't even sure why. It just gave her great feelings of unease. She looked at some polaroids she had put on the wall over her bed. She didn't think they were really good enough to warrant her being here. But why look a gift horse in the mouth? She didn't know her foster family, or anyone, really. Thinking about this brought a feeling she guessed might be loneliness, but she wasn't sure. She didn't know if she could feel lonely, not remembering having known anyone. She sighed to herself, as she often did.

She thought the room could use something, other than some pictures on the wall. Maybe some of those paper lantern light things, those are kinda cool, I guess. Her foster mother had some strung up in their living room, and she had an odd fascination with them. She didn't know why.

She was feeling a headache coming on. She kicked off her shoes and lay on the bed. She was starting to doze when her phone buzzed.

*bzzzzt* bzzzzt*

Thinking it might be Kate, she pulled it out of her pocket and looked at it, she didn't recognize the number, but…

Unknown: is this gail?

Gail: who is this?

Unknown: its not important, so it is u?

Gail: how did you get this number?

Unknown: not important. is kate with u?

Gail: if this is you Victoria, or one of ur friends, enough already

Unknown: its not fucking victoria...you need to find kate, like, now

Gail: who is this :/

Unknown: a friend. find kate. shes...going to do something bad

Gail: look, i dont know who this is, but its not funny, leave her alone

Unknown: IM TRYING TO HELP HER

Gail: right. this isnt Victoria or one of her friends fucking with me because you know I told her to go to the police. right. okay, well, goodbye whoever this is (-_-)

Unknown: GAIL LISTEN SHES GOING TO TRY TO KILL HERSELF YOU NEED TO FIND HER NOW

Gail: this isnt fucking funny, im done

Gail knew this was Victoria, Taylor, one of the Vortex Club assholes anyway, fucking with her, it had to be. She still texted Kate, but got no response. She got several more texts from the unknown number, but ignored them. A headache was definitely coming on, she got them at times, very, very bad ones. She tossed the phone on the nightstand and tried to get comfortable in her bed. She tossed and turned, before settling on a fetal position. She felt her head pounding in every part of her body. She settled into a, as per usual, restless sleep eventually.

She was woken hours or minutes later, she wasn't sure, time wasn't her strong suit, if she had any at all, by yelling in the hallway outside and a tickle under her nose. She reached up to rub at it. Her fingers came away wet. She opened her eyes and saw the blood on them.

...the fuck...

She got up quickly and rummaged around her desk for a tissue. While this was happening, she overheard someone yelling in the hallway.

"MARSH IS UP THERE. SHE'S GONNA FUCKING JUMP"

Kate...no, no fucking way.

She settled for wiping the blood under her nose on her shirt, pulled her shoes back on and turned and bolted for the door.

By the time she got out front, a crowd had amassed. She didn't even catch onto what was going on at first, then she slowly realized everyone was looking up, towards the Dorm's roof. Kate stood on the edge, in the rain.

"Oh my God. No. Nonono. Fuck."

She charged back into the building, and to the stairs, following them all the way up, which felt like it took an eternity. When she got to the roof landing, she saw the door was ajar, she heard Kate talking, to someone, or herself, she wasn't sure. She didn't know how to handle the situation she was going to be put in by going through this door, but she knew she had to try. She slammed it open and ran through to find….

"Chloe, seriously, don't come near me, I will jump…"

"Kate, come on, come down from there, this is hella stupid, it really is. It was just a video...", Chloe pleaded.

"You don't even know me. Nothing matters. You try being called a 'viral slut'."

"I've been called worse."

Kate didn't know how to take such a direct answer.

"Chloe, i'm in a nightmare and I can't wake up, unless I put myself to sleep, then everyone can post pics of my body, i'm already on the internet forever anyway..."

"Kate. You may not know me very well...", Chloe thought of a time where she did know Kate, very well, had become very close with her after the storm. Stayed friends for life, "...but I know you. And you are a good person. Such a good person, and this would be such a waste."

"No. Nobody cares about me…"

Chloe started to say something but was interrupted by the roof access door slamming open, Kate was looking past Chloe at whoever came through it, Chloe didn't dare take her eyes off Kate. She couldn't. She desperately hoped it was who she thought it was, though she didn't even know if that could help now. Now things were so...different. Backwards.

"...Gail, what the hell are you doing?", Kate asked weakly, from the ledge.

"KATE! What is this? You went to the police you…", Gail started, apparently not noticing Chloe was there at all.

"Yeah that's really going to help against a Prescott..."

"Kate...I...can help you, I…"

"The internet...they call it the web because nothing can ever escape it…"

"Look, Kate, try to listen to me, because I can help you, I just-"

"You don't even know me, you don't even know who you are, it's too late…", Kate edged closer to the ledge.

Fuck fuck fuck, this isn't going to work, Chloe had taken the seconds of this exchange to step slightly to the side, readying herself to do something she really didn't want to have to try to do.

"Kate. Please. I understand being alone. Believe me. I do. I don't even know who my family is, friends are...anything, but I like you, and I always wanted to get to know you, but….I was scared...because I can't talk to people, I don't know how, I don't know anything, I…"

"You're right, Gail, you don't know anything", Kate said flatly as she turned to make that one, final step.

In that same moment, it clicked in Gail's mind that the blue haired girl was there at all, and what happened next was a blur, though it almost looked like slow motion to Gail. Chloe charged across the small distance, using Kate's fixation on Gail as cover, she charged to the ledge and grabbed Kate's hand as Kate stepped off the ledge.

"FUCK", Chloe choked out as Kate's weight slammed Chloe to rough ground of the roof, she managed to get both hands on Kate's arm, Chloe's slender frame the only thing holding Kate's weight as she dangled over the edge, "MAX, GET OVER HERE AND HELP ME!"

Gail was stunned, almost in a trance, over this entire situation. She tried to move, but couldn't will herself.

"GAIL, PLEASE", Chloe pleaded.

Her name snapped her out of it, she ran to the ledge and grabbed Chloe's waist, this would have stirred some very strong feelings in Chloe, had circumstances been any less dire. Neither of them were strong enough for this, but somehow, they did it. Pulling as hard as she could, Gail managed to get Kate up enough long enough for Chloe to use the leverage to stand up and pull her back onto the roof.

"LET ME GO...I...I...", Kate cried, she collapsed to the ground. Gail took her in her arms and tried to comfort her. Chloe collapsed to the ground for a different reason. The physical toll of what she'd just done and this not...Max.

"You're a hero, Gail", Chloe said quietly, passively.

"You...what the hell were you even doing here?", Gail asked, diverting her attention from Kate for a few seconds.

"Fixing shit. Or trying to. I'll tell you someday."

"I don't even know you."

Those words felt like an icepick right into Chloe's heart. She felt tears rising.

"I have to get out of here before David gets here, stay with her, ...Gail. Make sure she gets help."

"...Of...of course."

"I'll be seeing you", Chloe said passively, quickly, standing up and heading for the door.

She held Kate and reassured her until someone came.

Later, Gail went back to the Two Whales. She was thoroughly shaken by the day's events. Even in her own unstable mind, this was...crazy. She held her coffee cup with both hands, she felt cold, not a kind of coldness caused by the rainy weather, but something deeper. She had to talk to Wells, Jefferson and David Madsen about what had happened. She didn't bring up the blue haired girl, even though people had said they saw someone else up there with her. She said it must have been the confusion of the moment. They didn't buy it. But she didn't really know what else to say, Chloe had left for a reason. She had no idea how she tied into all of this, but had the feeling it was best to leave her out of it. She thought there was a possibility that Chloe had even had something to do with why Kate was up there, she doubted this though. She knew Victoria Chase and her circle. The punk didn't seem the type, though her blonde friend did. She had come across as a much kinder person, this morning, though. She was lost. As usual. She mentioned Nathan Prescott in passing and relayed the story that Kate had given her. Jefferson's cool wasn't broken, but she could have sworn she saw a subtle mood shift at both the mention of Nathan and Kate's story. Nathan was in the hospital with two fractured ribs and a broken nose, apparently he had a gun on him when they found him, Joyce's daughter was wanted for questioning, as was her friend. But that had suddenly taken a back seat, after this mess with Kate. Madsen had also seemed suddenly very interested in what Gail had to say about Kate's story, but Wells stopped him from really pressing too hard.

Gail stared down into her black coffee.

Black...blank...like my mind.

She took a sip and looked around the diner, it was pretty dead, but it was getting late. Joyce had wanted to know all the details of what had happened, but again Gail left her daughter out of it. She really didn't want to cause any more trouble between them, based on her reputation and what she'd seen earlier.

Someone entered the diner, Gail couldn't see who, from where she was sitting. They were obviously moving very slowly. In spite of herself, she looked, watching whoever it was.

The blue haired punk.

Gail didn't know how to feel, this girl scared her, but she had also just witnessed her save Kate's life. She just looked back down at her coffee. When she looked up again, the girl was sitting across from her, staring at her.

"Jesus...how did you-"

"I'm something like a ghost." A scary, punk ghost, booyah...

"...okay?"

"Look, sorry I bailed on you earlier, there's something else going on right now, and I can't let my stepfather see me in a place that might make him not believe what I have to say when I talk to him about it."

"Stepfather?"

"David Madsen."

"No fucking way." What the hell is going on.

"You...really don't remember?", Chloe asked, sadly.

"Remember what?"

Chloe sighed. Gail, looking at her now, could see the tall girl had been crying. Her eyes were bloodshot, and there were dark circles under them. The girl was intimidating, but right now she looked very vulnerable.

"...nothing. I guess."

"So why are you here….actually, why were you there earlier? it would be nice if someone could please tell me what the fuck is going on."

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Try me."

"Ugh. No. Look, I know you're afraid of me. You apparently have no idea who I am here, wherever here is. But there's something bigger going on, and I can't tell you, it would put you in danger and it would make you even more afraid of me."

"So then why did you come here?"

Chloe realized she really had no answer for this.

"Just to see you, I guess…"

"But-"

"Look...Gail...you did a hella good thing up there today, helping Kate. I'm sorry it got fucking insane, I tried to stop it from going there, but…"

"You are the one who saved her, I stood there like a dumbass."

"You tried your best. And I know you really care. Plus you bought me the ten seconds I needed to do what I did."

Gail thought that might have some truth to it.

"Is that...blood...on your shirt?"

"I...oh yeah...nosebleed."

"Wait...really? What the hell, man", Chloe looked pensive, like she was thinking about something deeply.

"...what?"

"I...nothing...look. You uh...remind me of someone...I used to know", she winced as she said this.

"Do you know who I am?"

"I….don't...know."

"Chloe...I don't."

"I know you don't", but Chloe didn't know the extent.

"Why do I feel like you know more than you're telling me."

"I might. But like I said, you wouldn't believe me."

"So fucking try me."

Chloe sighed.

"Let's go for a ride, Gail."