Introduction

The carnival music rang loudly in my ears as my curdling scream escaped my lips as I saw red fly through the air. It was all I could see, the red seeping from the wounds of classmates, it covered all the bodies that hung loosely in the air. A maniacal laughter echoed as the eerie music steadily droned on.

Our innocence, our childhood, it was all dead. This was our prom of remembrance, of what our life was like before we died. This is what he wants us to take away from life, for this is all he knows. This is the story of what we did to him, of what we created. We all want to point the finger, to blame society, but he wants us to blame ourselves with our selfishness and our stuck-up ways. This is his dream, of what he sees in this small world.