When they headed to the Gym, Steven felt anxiety in the pit of his stomach. Even though this seemed to be the only way to progress and possibly learn more about their situation, it overall made him feel worried that something bad was bound to happen. The anxiety only intensified when they reached the Gym doors. He took a deep breath and slowly let it out, as Cecelia pulled the doors open and let them inside.

Just like they'd suspected, there were other students inside. 14 students, to be exact. They all turned to look at the two newcomers, and though it made him feel nervous, he was glad to see that there actually were other students there, and that they were all safe.

Suddenly, a voice called out, and a boy rushed over and hugged Cecelia. He'd called her Cece...whoever he was, he seemed to be close with her. She seemed both relieved yet worried to see him, for which Steven didn't blame her. A familiar face was always nice, but in a situation like this, it was potentially dangerous for them.

"H-Huh? Uh..." Steven said nervously when the boy glared at him. Cecelia reassured him, he caught his name was Andrew, that Steven was ok, though the boy still still was glaring, albeit more softly. Was he a boyfriend? A brother? He did sort of look like her.

"Y-Yeah, I'm just a friend," Steven told him with a nervous smile, "I met Cecelia just a little while ago. We were both confused and ran into each other after waking up in one of the classrooms...Separately of course! We both just want to know what's going on."

"Join the club," sighed one of the other students, a girl with auburn-red hair, "We're all confused. We all woke up in a classroom after presumably passing out in front of the school, and just sort of, met up here after awhile."

"You guys too!?" Steve exclaimed. Every single one of them had the exact same experience? How was that even possible?