/ev A disturbance of sudden energy infiltrates the dorm hallway, sending an uneasy feeling throughout all within or near the area. A few loose particles of energy swirl around the area, eventually dissolving to reveal an unexpected scene before them.

/ev Bodies, smoke, and blood slowly flicker into existence, though not solid enough to deem as completely within their own realm of reality. The bodies are those of ones they know and love; Emiliano, Karen, Clarissa, and others litter the hallway in a dead or wounded state. They're surrounded by viscera and bullet holes, their faces riddled with expressions of pain and dread. They don't seem to notice those in the other reality, and when you reach for them you can't quite get a grip on them.

/ev The familiar sound of jackboots and idling vocoders fill the air next, adding to the moans and crying of those dead and dying before them. A squadron of bloodily dressed units march through the hallway, weapons scanning and tracing the area for any signs of remaining existence. There's a triumphant tone to them, achieving a much desired victory. They're flanked by the one and only immaculately uniformed sector commander 585, giving them orders calmly.

/ev As the units continue to prod through their massacre, 585 comes to a halt at a dying James Sullivan. He's gasping for air, hands pressing leaking blood back into his wounds in an attempt to stem the bleeding. The sectorial commander snaps his fingers and barks an order, a finger directed toward him. Two bloody units come rushing to each of the commander's side, their weapons raising up to level on James' head. A single word is heard from the commander, and the units each place two shots into the medic.

/ev As James goes down, one of the dorm rooms burst open. A petrified ___ steps out and into the hallway, a weapon leveled at one of the unit's heads. A static boom erupts from the gun, and one of the unit's go down with the ring of their biosignal. The victory is short lived, as the rest of the units turn around and pump and unneeded amount of lead into the perpetrator.

/ev The scene soon fades away after the tragic ending, energy sweeping by like a gust of wind and carrying the sizzling figures away into nothingness. An eerie silence falls across the dorm, the last few wisps of energy sizzling out into the air.