"Nate's alive." Matt couldn't belive it. Nate? Alive? He thought he saw his body... He thou he saw him DIE. How could this be real?

"Maybe. All you know is that it's not his body." Said Thomas.

"Does that mean Steph is-"

"I don't know. But considering that the corpse was wearing your friends jacket, I assume that he faked his death." Thomas took a deep breath. "So if you don't mind me ask, what is your real name?"

"Matthew. Patrick."

"Okay, well then, do you know where your friend might be?" Asked Thomas.

"I have no clue." Matt stared at the video cameras, paused on the spot where he fell from the ceiling.

"How about this?" With his hands up, Thomas started to walk forward. "You don't kill me, or anyone else, and I help you get out of here. Then you can find out what happened to your friend."

"Please, I didn't want to kill anyone in the first place." Matt sighed.

Thomas took a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness." He rested a palm on Matt's shoulder. "That means that I can do this."

Thomas threw a punch towards Matt's face, and then... Everything went black.