It was a bloodbath. Some girl was so freaked out that she stepped off the platform before the countdown reached zero. But when it did, all I saw was a mass of red on the white snow. All I heard was yelling and cries for help, though it would never come. All I felt was fear, and the cold air seeping through my thin jacket. All I could think about was my sister, and how much I loved her. That is, until my ear started burning. I lifted my hand up to feel it, only to see dark red liquid on my fingertips. "I'm going to die.", I said aloud, then scooped up the knife that was thrown at me and took off into the woods.