Kandyce barges back in.
"Do you want to know why I didn't stay?" she asks.
"I'm listening," I say, sitting up.
"My dad and Loki were kicked off. I had no family. And no reason to stay. But apparently to you that's cowardice." She walks out, slamming the door behind her.
I hear some noise then a loud thud, followed by voices and another thud. I slowly walk over to my door, pressing my ear against it. I don't hear anything. I open it slowly, and the hallway is empty.
"Gone again." I say, rolling my eyes. At least it's Saturday. A few hours later, I hear banging on my door. Loud banging.
"It's open!" I call. Adria opens it. She's covered in blood and looks beaten up.
"Holy shit! What happened!" I ask, walking towards her. I notice the gun she's holding. "Holy-" she grabs my arm.
"I need your help. No one can find out. Please tell me you won't tell anyone."
"Why are you coming to me? Why not Flynn?"
"Just promise."
"Okay..." She drags me up to the second sub-level. Tony's room. I get a sinking feeling. She swings open the door, and I almost vomit. Tony's sitting at his desk, covered in blood. Dead.
"Adria-"
"I need you to help me, okay. No questions."
"Okay?"
