The male woke up in a dark room. He was strapped and tied to a table. He tried to break free. A laugh was heard and the male turned to see the girl in the red dress with a cigarette in her hand.
"I noticed your friend had a nasty habit of smoking. Isn't he too young for that?" The girl mocked the male.
"Why don't you burn like he always did with his cigarette." She said and the male shot his head up.
"What?" He asked but a zombie looking man poured gasoline on half of his body. The girl then lit the cigarette and dropped it on the male. The male screamed in pain, but due to the pain killers, it only numbed down a little. He was dead now. The girl took his student ID.
"(F/N) (L/N). Such a nice name for a nice guy." She said in a childlike manner.