"They’re fighting! Someone’s fighting outside!" a panicked voice yelled from the hallway.

I ran out just in time to see Karl swing his fist at Logan.

"Stop it! Karl, stop!" I shouted, rushing over to pull him back.

Karl shoved me aside like I weighed nothing. My back slammed against the wall, my head cracking hard against it. Everything blurred—my vision, my thoughts, everything.

Logan, who hadn’t fought back until now, turned to ...