"Thomas, I can explain." Matt got up from the chair, but Thomas backed away.

"Stay back!" He yelled. Thomas ran to a red button on the wall, but just in time, Matt pulled it out of his pocket and shot the button, the bullet barley missing Thomas ' fingers.

Thomas whipped his head around. Matt was pointing the gun at him. Without being told, Thomas raised his hands, terrified of the obviously crazy guy with the gun.

"G-get into the corner!" He demanded, trying to be intimidating.

Thomas got into the corner, never looking away from the gun. Matt went to the door nd locked it tightly, then proceeded to barricade it with furniture.

"What are you going to do?" Asked Thomas.

"Um... hopefully survive." He said.

"You don't sound so sure." Thomas cocked  his head to the side, confused.

"I didn't want to kill anyone. I just wanted to get home. YOU GUYS are the real killers." Matt rested his hand on the desk, before whipping around, anger in his eyes. "YOU'RE the ones who killed them!"

"W-who did we kill?" Asked Thomas.

"My coworker, My friend," He resisted the urge to tear up. "My wife. You kidnapped them, tortured them, and then you killed them. And just for good measure, you kidnapped me too."

"What... what were their names?" Asked Thomas.

"Jason, Stephanie, and Nathan." He said.

"I'm sorry. This stuff goes completely over my head." Then Thomas remembered something. "Wait, Nathan? As in Nathan Smith? As in the guy that's been trolling us for two years?"

"Yes..." Matt raised an eyebrow. What was he getting at?

"All of the tech guys were watching the livestream when he was brought in. We wanted to see what he looked like. I mean, he was kind of famous around here." Thomas started.

"So?"

"So, I noticed something off when I got a look at he body. By some strange chance, did you see the livestream?" Thomas asked, dropping his hands.

"I did."

"Well remember his wounds? Think hard, then compare it to the body."

Matt looked back on that night. He remembered Nate's beaten, bruised, and bloodied face. He remembered that black eye, the gash down his arm...

The gash down his arm.

Nate's corpse didn't have a gash down his arm. Which means...

That wasn't Nate's body.