"Zoe."
Zoe was sitting on the crumbling retention wall, just outside the high school. She turned around and saw her best friend Athena walking towards her, wearing her usual clothes: a black lace gothic dress, a dark brown corset, and fishnet gloves, appearing tragic and beautiful all at the same time.
"Hi, Athena."
"Did you hear about your brother?"
"What about him?"
"He's on a rampage through the school."
Zoe focused on her friend. Maybe she didn't quite hear what she thought she said. "Did you say rampage?"
"Yeah, believe it or not. You've gotta see it for yourself."
Zoe hopped off the wall and went to check it out. But not out of concern, just out of curiosity.
