Proloque:

I was there when they found her. I couldn’t blame the police. It didn’t look good. There were four teens covered in blood, two of them dead. I remember her standing over the bodies in the gym. The florescent lights casted a lambent shine on the metal of the revolver. I stayed where I was on the floor, my head pounding. The police pulled out matching guns. Put the weapon down! Hands in the air! She tried to say something. I didn’t – Drop the weapon or we will shoot! There was a cacophony as the metal clanked against the floor. I could hear gasping sobs. I didn’t do anything! She cried brokenly. I tried to focus on her sun kissed face, but the copper of her eyes started to coalesce with the blue of the polices uniforms… Oh Ashley, what did you do?