UGLY WHITE LIES

"Can you keep a secret?"

- The bloody butcher of Everest.

In Whitepocket, wealth and status are passed down from generations to generations, just as much as secrets and enemies are as well.

Vengeance is faceless, heartless, hungry. Vengeance has no end point, no timespan or space, especially one coated with cold blood. Vengeance is called the Butcher.

It's time for these fresh seniors of Everest Academy to realize that they never were the good guys and the actions of their past and present have grave, murderous consequences.

Nothing buried under that sun stays hidden forever and definitely not the retching decaying bodies of their horrible deeds.

In this grim game of chess, friendships will be broken, trusts will be bent and hearts will be crushed, but like they say all is fair in love and war and this has been a war bubbling from the very beginning.

Is there ever a clear distinction between love and hate, sane and insane, good and bad, lies and truths?

The butcher, hiding in the midst of chaos, is in town to make sure there is. There is no escaping. There is no forgiveness. There is no happy ending.

Lies are lies, no matter how little, no matter how harmless, no matter how white. Lies are the building blocks of all evil.

But what is life without evil?