"Everyone's running now," Spinelli said softly as the five continued to watch the tape. "So that must mean-"
"This is when the shooting took place," T.J. finished.
On screen, they watched hundreds of students run past the trophy case, screaming and looking absolutely panicked. Once the crowd of students had cleared out, the hall was empty for a moment, and then a handful of students staggered into the hall with horrified looks on their faces. Two ducked behind a row of lockers across from the trophy case, while the other two desperately tried to open up the nearby window. A second later, Mikey ran into view, but he fell almost instantly, and the five watched from T.J.'s kitchen as a pool of blood formed around his arm. And then, they saw Gus run on screen. He looked down at Mikey with a stunned expression. Mikey had fallen face down, though, so the poor boy couldn't see his former friend as he cried out in pain.
"Francis!" Gus exclaimed. "What are you doing?"
There were two loud bangs, and the students who had been trying to pry the window open fell limp onto the floor.
"I told you not to come to school today, Gus," Francis said, walking calmly into view. "You should've listened."
Gus, who was looking at the two bodies in a state of shock, shook his head. "How could you do this? Why?"
"Get out of here, Gus," Francis said, wiping the body of his gun off. "I don't want you to get hurt."
"I-I'm not going to let you hurt anymore people!" Gus said, stepping towards Francis.
"You'll do exactly what I say," Francis said.
Suddenly, the two students who had been behind the lockers darted out and made a run for it.
Francis raised his gun, and as Gus let out a yell, he fired two shots, and the students collapsed onto the floor.
"Stop it!" Gus yelled, tears coming down his face. "Stop!"
"Shut up!" Francis screamed. He pointed the gun at Gus. "I don't want to do it," he said softly. "But I will, if I have to."
Gus fell silent. Francis lowered his gun, and then walked over to Mikey, who was still lying where he fell. He must've blacked out at some point. Francis pointed his gun at Mikey's head, and put his finger on the trigger.
"No!" Gus yelled. He ran at Francis and shoved him away from Mikey. Francis, who had been caught off guard, stumbled, and the gun fired at the window, causing the glass to shatter.
"Get off, Gus!" Francis exclaimed. "Before I hurt you!"
But Gus didn't let up. He had gotten a lot stronger over the years, and soon he had Francis pinned to the floor. He managed to pull the gun from Francis's hand.
"Why did you do this?" Gus asked shakily. "Why?"
"Because," Francis said simply.
And with that, Francis shoved Gus off him, and ran out of the camera's view as Gus remained on the floor, shaking; the gun still in his hand.