Your name is Sam and you've just woken up naked and covered in someone else's blood in the middle of an abandoned coalfield.

You're just an ordinary high school senior, the only child of a single mother who never knew his dad. Born and raised in a shitty rust belt town called Eastchurch, you've never had it easy. Ma has always struggled to pay the bills while you've wrestled with anger issues and have never gotten along with other kids. You've always been an outcast.

That's how you ended up in this situation. A couple of assholes from your school who enjoy beating the shit out of you decided to chase you down on your way home. You're used to it, it happens once or twice a month. This time, you tried to lose them by running into the old coalfield. It didn't work. The shitheads caught up to you and... you don't remember what happened next.

The mutilated bodies in front of you look a lot like them though. One's missing an arm, the other's disembowelled, it looks like something has bitten chunks out of them and their blood's everywhere. It looks like something out of a horror film and the smell's so bad that you almost want to vomit.

You find your clothes nearby. They're all shredded and useless. You're able to salvage your phone, wallet and keys from your jeans but they're ruined, as though someone ripped them off of you. Why would someone tear your clothes off like that? What the fuck is going on? Two people have died and you're covered in their blood. Did you kill them?

Stop. You're not going to get anywhere by panicking and asking yourself a million questions. You need to calm down and figure out what to do next.

>Get out of there. The longer you stick around, the more likely it is that you'll get caught.
>Call the cops. Two people just died, you've got to tell the police.
>Hide the bodies. There's plenty of rubble nearby to bury them in.
>Call your mother. In a situation like this, you can't rely on anyone but family.
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