"That's not an answer. That's not even a sentence." Flood said as he got out a bag of chips from his backpack. He then looked over at the others and got out some more chips offering them to everyone. He then dropped the chips as he started holding his head in pain. "Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!" He shrieked as the voices in his head were screaming for violence and blood. He was hitting his head trying to make them shut up, but they just kept getting louder. Then as soon as they started they stopped. He looked back up hoping they wouldn't be freaked out by what just happened.