"A-are you going to kill me?" Marcie asked, staring at the music box.
"Ah... Miss Walsh. You underestimate me. I've never killed anyone." Haver said.
"H-How can you say that? You killed Gabrielle!"
Marcie's heart raced. Why couldn't she just keep quiet? She turned away from him, but suddenly she felt his hand on her back.
"Wh-what do you want?" She cried.
"Come with me, Miss Walsh." Haver said taking her hand.
"W-where are you taking me?"
"Well, let's just say that I wasn't too pleased with your project. I'm disappointed, Miss Walsh."
He led her out of the studio and through the campus until they came to his office. Marcie hesitated as Haver shoved her into the doorway.
Go on, Miss Walsh."
Once inside, he smiled at her. "Now... I really can't have you causing any more trouble." He held up a black box with several dials and buttons on the front.
"Wh-what's that?" Marcie asked.
Haver smiled. "This is a bomb, Miss Walsh."
Marcie gasped and tried to choke back a sob.
"Wh-why are you trying to kill me?"
"It's simple, Miss Walsh. You failed your assignment. And I had such high expectations."
Without another word, he bound her hands and wrapped a cloth around her mouth. Then he simply walked out, locking the door behind him.