Prolouge

Ireland was standing in the doorway to the gym, hunched over and dangling. Next to her were two faded silhouettes lying on the floor.

"Ireland? You ok?" I asked her. She slowly gazed up to reveal her eyes had sunken in, and her jaw was unhinged. That's all I saw before she lunged at me.

If you would like to be included, message me your name(or a fake if you want), and a picture. I will try and include everyone. This is also a story of perspectives, as my friends Nolan and Jasmine are working on their parts to the story as well. I hope you enjoy my perspective!