3RD RESIDENTIAL WING

By the time Tessa got back, it was another story entirely.

She met Rook pointing a gun at his own head, ready to shoot while Usman is struggling to stop him.

“What the fûck! Rook?” She rushed forward.

“Talk to him, he’s gonna murder himself!” Usman said urgently, and when she tried to take the gun from him, he shifted away.

“Sam stop this! Don’t pull the trigger!” She said horrifically.

“Your so-called crush told me to kill myself. Who am I to say no?” Rook replied, and Tessa’s eyes came wide.

“What!”

“Yeah… Death called and told him to shoot himself” Usman replied.

“No… Don’t… Don’t...