We are all under lockdown while the high-ups investigate the scene. The air around us is thick with tension.

“One nap and a murder happen. How much more unlucky do I have to be?” The guy who I have come to know as Steve mumbles to himself while constantly checking the time on his phone. Turns out he has a set of very strict parents.

I get his worry.

The door opens and a guard walks in. His gaze sweeps over each one of us like we were all criminals. He begins to question everyone ...