*BONNIE’S POV*

The entire upper floors of The Mad House were filled with nothing but terrible sounds of pure destruction.

*BAM!*

*CRASH!*

*SLAM!*

Bonnie shot up in bed with a sharp gasp. She glanced to her left to find that she was alone. Her eyes slowly carried about the room to find that she was, indeed, completely alone.

“Marcus?” she called out.

There was no response. ...