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Faculty Bathroom #2, East Hallway

Hanna had watched a lot of horror movies. Though not by choice. Emily loved horror movies. She thrived on slasher flicks and thrillers. Hanna hated scary movies, but she watched them with Emily. With love came sacrifices, right?

No matter how many scary movies she had watched, nothing could have prepared her for this. Nothing could have prepared her for her friends – well, one of them – massacring their friends. Hanna had only really connected with Mona once, and that day was interesting to say the least. But Aria? Aria? Hanna didn't want to believe it. She couldn't. Hanna had just enough time to duck into the nearest bathroom, but not before she saw the shooters' faces before the masks were pulled out.

"Miss?"

Hanna had been on the phone with 911 for what felt like an entirety, even though it had only been a few minutes. Repeated "They're shooting people!" and "She's my friend. Why is she doing this?" fell from her lips. But she was numb. With fear. With anxiety. She was in, what was it – shock? Was that it?

Through her labored breathing Hanna could hear the echoes of gunshots out in the hall. Some screams. That fucking laughter..

The door to the bathroom slammed open, and every muscle in Hanna's body froze. She clasped a hand over her mouth and bit down so hard on her teeth, she thought her jaw would snap.

"Any little lambs in here?" Mona's cheery, albeit sickening tone reverberated off the walls and into Hanna's eardrums. "Helloooo?"

The clang of the other stall doors banging open made blood gush through her veins. Blood pounded in her ears, each one louder than the last. The closer Mona got the more Hanna felt she would pass out from fear. Moan stopped outside her stall, and Hanna squeezed her eyes shut. For a second she thought Mona would leave, but then the door slowly creaked open, and all the color drained from her face. She opened her eyes and found herself staring right into the barrel of Mona's gun.

"Hey," Mona greeted. "What're you up to?"

Hanna swallowed. HeR heart felt like it was going to catapult out of her chest. Her nerves crackled and she felt the blood in her veins turn to ice. It was like someone had cut off the circulation to every part of her body, and she was…cold. A squeak slipped past her lips, and she winced.

"Cat got your tongue?" Mona smirked, reaching out and pressing the barrel of the gun against Hanna's cheek. It was hot, and her grin widened when Hanna jerked away in pain.

"Hey! Did you find anyone?" Aria's voice rang out from somewhere out in the hall.

"Wanna invite her to play with us? I think it will be fun." Mona hummed, her eyes fixated on Hanna.

Hanna shook her head no. Tears filled her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

"Did you find anyone?!" Aria repeated. She sounded angry, but panicked.

"No," Mona finally called back. She reached out and lightly ran the tips of her fingers down Hanna's other cheek. "Too bad though. I would have loved to put a bullet through that pretty little head. But…" She stepped away from Hanna and out of the stall.

Hanna's mouth went dry. She could feel the blood slowly leave her ears. Her heartbeat slowly settled, and she exhaled loudly.

"Well. I guess we're even now, huh?" Mona sneered. With that, she turned and sauntered out of the bathroom. "Bye darlin" she called over her shoulder. And then she was gone.

It took a full five minutes until Hanna actually realized she didn't get shot. That she wasn't going to die. Color rose back to her cheeks, and she felt her body sag with relief. She scrambled to pick up the phone, only just noticing she'd dropped it. It had disconnected itself, and Hanna shoved it into the pocket of her hoodie.

Out in the hall, there was more screaming. More gunshots. Laughter. Hanna covered her ears with her hands in an attempt to block out the sounds of her friends dying. But only thing bounced around in the back of her mind. Louder and louder until Hanna wanted to scream herself, just to see if it would stop – the words Mona had said to her the one day they had bonded over – no, she couldn't think about it. She wouldn't. But Mona's voice rang in her mind and Hanna bit down on her cheek.

"Thanks, Marin. I owe you one."

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