Terrified, Sarah looked disgustedly at Abigail, who was heaving and moving her shoulders dramatically with each breath. Abigail looked over and saw Joanna laying there, the pool of blood slowly spreading and seeping into every crevice of the name engraved stones that lay there. Funnily enough the blood reached Joanna's own name, and her rich scarlet blood filled the letters with a stream of red. Poetic. She noticed that Izzy's body was no longer there, next to Joanna's, and that Joanna lay still and alone as the life left her body. She was frightened to think about where Izzy's body had gone, where it had disappeared to in the short time it took for Joanna to fall. She blinked her eyes and pushed that thought away. It doesn't really matter in the end, does it?

Alarms echoed in Sophie's head, she stood in shock as she tried to comprehend what just happened. Had Abigail - who was known for being sweet and kind and caring and soft - really just shoved Joanna off the balconies edge without a second thought? Did she really just witness the murder of a girl by the one person she would never expect to even inconvenience someone? Sophie had always thought that if it was to come down to it, Abigail would be the type to sacrifice herself to save another. How wrong Sophie had been to think so innocently of Abigail. A thought left Sophie's mind as soon as it arrived, but it still sent shivers down her spine and into her finger tips and made her body feel cold as ever. If I were to have been over there on that edge, instead of Joanna, would she have done the same to me?

Lightly, Sarah shook her head once, and then she shook her head twice, she pressed her eyes shut and opened them wide. Abigail was standing with a sense of pride mixed with the smallest amount of regret just to the left of her. A murderer. Another murderer. After looking over the edge at the death below, she finally moved her head around to make eye contact with the girls around her, seeing the horror and shock on their faces and embedded deep within their hollow eyes. Abigail's eyes met Sarah's, and something about Abigail's eyes looked different. Like the colour was blunt and withering away, like they had become shallow and grey cast, like the clouds of her actions were covering the light of the sun. There was a long uncomfortable silence as Abigail and Sarah looked at each other. It lingered for such a long time, Sarah in disbelief and Abigail waiting for someone to say something.

"Look, You heard the voice, I HAD to do it. One of us was gonna die, I didn't want it to be me..." She tailed off, realising now that what she had done sounded much crazier out loud. She still stood by her actions, believing that what she had done was reasonable and completely... ok. 

"You're kidding right?" Sarah spat, with half a laugh threaded into the words. Sarah wasn't on the verge of tears or really truely upset, rather she was pumping with adrenaline and looking for someone to blame. With what Abigail had done, she was the perfect target.

"i...No, do you re-" Abigail began before being abruptly cut off by Sarah.

"SHUT UP! Jesus christ Abigail! Are you really about to try and justify killing another human being! You pushed Joanna off the edge! you MURDERED HER! Killed her! I don't give a fuck what that voice was saying, you didn't even hesitate you son of a b-"

"PER-FUCKING-FECT! SARAH! ABIGAIL! BOTH OF YOU!" Olivia yelled, her red eyes were desperate and confused, and all of this yelling and bubbling rage was making her anxious and light headed. "Abigail..." she began, her lips moved in new shapes as she tried to figure out what she was going to say, but all words escaped her mind. Abigail really had just killed Joanna. No hesitation. "... just leave." a long pause vibrated through the air, the wind ceased and the world stood still. "Just... leave and don't... don't come back to us. You're on your own now."

Abigail was shocked, but enormously relieved. She looked at Olivia who was broken down from the inside out, she looked at Sophie who was finding even her shallowest breaths labouring and exhausting, she looked to Sarah who was heaving with anger and intent. Abigail thought they were all stupid, she had just murdered Joanna in clear daylight and she would face no consequence other than to be exiled? Abigail snickered to herself but kept a repenting attitude about her on the outside. She slowly began to walk over to the railing of the rocky landing and pulled herself over, Olivia never making eye contact with her as she went. Abigail made her way over to the doors which had unlocked themselves for her, and slumped her way down the stairs, attempting to hide the smile that was branding itself to her face. 

Now alone, Olivia, Sophie, and Sarah stood together at the top. They were all still and silent, the reality of the situation dawning on them. Murderers were being born around them, death was becoming a habit instead of a rare misfortune, the trust between the girls was withering away to nothing but a single grey thread tied between them. Nothing was everything now, everything was nothing and there was not a single action or word on this earth that could change that now. It was like they had become empty, shell like creatures. All of the rational thinking and humane thoughts disappeared, so now they were simply empty, hollow beings that couldn't see the moral flaws in the situation as the morals they once owned had been locked up and the key abolished. 

As Sarah made her way over to the railing, - just as Abigail had - and stepped slowly over to the other side, she felt sick with the memory of what had happened. She slid her back down the cold metal bars and reached the ground with a soft thump. Olivia followed suit, joining Sarah on the ground, and Sophie collapsed onto one of the pot plants and let herself sink into the soil with all of the weight of her soul pulling her down. They sat there in silence for a while, just wishing for death to come to them. Not willing to live anymore, their survival instinct and been over run and at this point the only thing they could hope for was the release death could provide. They just wanted the end of it all, and subconsciously all of them knew that even at this point, being freed from this hell wouldn't save them. They'd have to live with the horrors and pain of that night, and the nightmare would just continue and continue on forever, mercilessly attacking them from the back of their mind in every shadow and noise that surrounded them. The only way to get away from his living nightmare, was to enter into a deathly dream. 

Miraculously (As Abigail would describe it) Abigail had made her way back down to the third level corridor, bouncing with each decent in her movements. She was still surprised by how easily it was to escape all punishment, all because Olivia was... what? Was she scared? Tired? Mad? Abigail wasn't sure what emotion was flushing through Olivia's head as she told her to leave, but she was thankful for it all the same. What surprised her most about the whole ordeal is how willing Sarah was to abide by Olivia word, Sarah was fuming and ready for a fight, but simply ket Abigail walk away when Olivia intervened. Abigail thought it funny, that the perfect circumstances had come together to let her have such a perfect moment, however it annoyed her that she couldn't know all the information and details of the situation. Who cares she thought to herself, refusing to give anymore thought to the memory. I only have one thing left to do here, I don't care what I have to do to get it, but I am NOT going to have this shitty ass school be my final resting place. 

A newly awake Saskia tripped over her own feet as she tried to hide from the noise emitting from the... concrete tunnel. She couldn't make out what it was, but then again her biggest concern at the moment wasn't where the noise was coming from, but in fact that there was a noise. She was being overloaded by information, her body screaming at her about the many spots on her body that where in pain and needed tending to, her mind confused as it tried to process all of this new environment, and her senses tingling as they all felt new sensations and experiences for the first time. However, above all of this she was scared, a noise growing louder and louder with each second was approaching and she didn't know what it was. She stumbled and looked desperately around this strange environment as she looked for a place to hide. She felt her heart beat in her ears and her vision started tunnelling in a white fog as she grew more dizzy, she struggled to stay balanced as her body was overwhelmed and her head dragged from side to side. Her back hit the ground with a thump on the rough carpet, bringing her vision back to her. She saw a face appear over her, with curls of brown frizzy hair and freckles spotted across her skin, striking blue eyes and... and a noise all too familiar. "Saskia? what are you doing down here alone?" The girl asked, a look of confusion on her face. Saskia mirrored her confused face as she tried to figure out what the girl had just said... Saskia? what?

"Gi- sa- wh- Who are you? where am I? Whats going on?" she stuttered, pushing question after question.

"Im Ab... What do you mean? Saskia what the fuck are you talking about?" The girl spat, growing slightly annoyed at her.

Relaxing slightly, Saskia thought about the situation she was in as the danger of it all didn't feel as imminent anymore. She looked around slowly, trying to intake what she could. Saskia... She looked to the pale skinned girl hovering above her, impatiently waiting for an answer. The tension in Saskias face fell away as she asked one more question, to which Abigail had a look of disbelief and wonder spread across her face.

Lowly and softly, she whispered "Who... who is Saskia?"