You woke up in a dark room, you don't know what happened, everything is so confusing, and you're afraid of something. For some reason, everything around you is wet and sticky, and you see nothing. You're trying to cry for help, but you don't have the strength to scream; you're weak and dizzy. You hear footsteps approaching you, waiting for this person to help you. Look up at him and see his face and his soulless empty eyes. You know him and ask him for help; he gives you his hand and helps you get up. You think you've escaped, but… It's far from escape; you see, he's got a bloody knife in his hand, you're even more scared, and you want to back off, but it's too late.
Before whatever you could react to the end, the knife was inserted into your stomache. And you feel your remaining drop of strength leave slowly; you grab his shoulder and try to ask him. Why...? But before you can say, you fall to the floor disappointed and betrayed, full of anger, you try to get up, but you have no strength. Everything darkens, and you lose your consciousness and pass out. He leaves the room nicely as if nothing had happened; he closed the door and left you and your friends alone frozen in blood ...
