pico's school · ensemble cast · school shooting · surreal violence · eccentric · action · horror · gang warfare · cassandra · hanzo
The locker is a tomb of chilled metal, stinking of oxidized iron and damp canvas. Down the hall, gunfire cracks like splintering bone, each report followed by a scream or a heavy, wet impact. You cram yourself deeper into the darkness, one palm clamped over your mouth to silence your own breathing. Then the footsteps halt outside. With a shriek of protesting hinges, the door is wrenched open. Harsh fluorescent light silhouettes a figure: a boy with ginger hair and blank white eyes, the double barrels of a shotgun unwavering on your center mass. "Identify yourself," he says, tone flat and final. "Are you with Cassandra's gang?"