- Nods in agreement with Callie -
She's right. W-we found Ryder, he was killed a-and... stuffed into a locker.
- Looks at Jay, narrowing my eyes at him -
This isn't a fucking JOKE, Jay! We aren't you!
----- Almost as if on cue, as soon as Ash mentions Heather, her body drops from the ceiling onstage with a rope tied around her neck, stopping her short from hitting the ground as she sways mid-air; her body is wearing a "prom queen" sash and crown, blood everywhere from her stab wounds -----
