Hazel sighed. This was all ridiculous. This whole situation. Even situations within the situation. How could anyone think Paulie was alive? Sure, no one saw him die, no one saw his body, and Hazel had seen enough horror movies to think that was enough room for doubt, but this wasn't a movie. Plot twists like that weren't a thing.

"No one thinks you wanted this, Mark. I don't blame you, at least." Hazel threw part of her blanket over his shoulders and shared it with him, trying to comfort him. Of everyone, this had to be the worst for him. The guilt he must be feeling had to be terrible.

"We'll make it through, no one else will get hurt, and things will go back to normal."