Scott had had it.
He didn't know who decided it was a good idea to lock him in a building with these people, but this was the last straw.
He'd snapped.
You'd snap, too, if you were tormented for what felt like (and was most likely) years and years.
The same months on repeat.
Over,
and over,
and over again.
This was his chance. Likely, the only one he'd get for quite some time. The chance for him to finally clean up this disgusting world. This- This disgusting timeline. Disgusting universe, really.
He'd be doing them a favor, actually. Seven filthy creatures, dead? Scott would make the world a better place.
Now, all he had to do was figure out how to do it.
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RandomThis whole thing was inspired by one of my friend's ideas. All of the characters in here are that of my friend group. As such, I will attempt to explain the characters and such, but I'm warning you that it may be confusing due to the fact that I did...
