Running away. That's all people could be best at. Running. Running. Running. Slowing down was impossible. That was all until today. The day of graduation. You can't run away now. No, not yet. No, not at all. You couldn't even move. That was all because of one car. One car, more than 12 people, and your helpless self. Killing games are one thing, but majority votes could maybe be another. Good luck, subject 2190. Good luck, project "K1M1 H1Y0R1".