*NEW* You don't want to die here, but you won't leave. It'd be so much easier if one could grow wings and fly away from this place. Legend has it, that's how at least one person got away. In the falling snow, she was like a beautiful ghost, a real angel in the sky. She left her chains behind. She made none of it matter. Now all the kids know the truth. A thought can be a real thing if enough people think it. So now the kids think what they want. They'll all fly away from this place. Welcome to Northland, where suicide is a child's game.