[Schmidty]

After the sheer panic of your situation abates a bit, paranoia sets in. Before long, the paranoia takes on an almost animalistic hysteria. From somewhere deep down, everyone of you realize that your lives are in the balance, and the only way out is to find whatever horror is keeping you trapped in this hell.

Shouting matches ensue, followed by some shoving matches. Eventually, a group of you instinctively turn toward mccollins. In the blink of an eye, the mob closes in on him, pummeling him until he is a bloody and quite dead.

Things settle down, and you all search through his things. The only thing you find, is a book in his satchel entitled "The Canterbury Tales: A Critical Examination".

mccollins was a Student of English Literature.