"Right then. Good bye." Flood said with the slightest hint of sorrow in his voice as he left. He began to wander the halls as he cried a little. 'Rejection, always rejected. No one will talk to me. They all just turn me away. Reject me. Reject me. Reject me.' He repeated to himself in his head as he began walking. When he finally stopped, he realized he had wandered into the city. He was in front of a weapon store, one he had occasionally tried to buy from. They always turned him away though, calling him a freak. "No more rejection." Flood thought as he took out a lighter and walked to the gas tank at the back of the store. "No more." He repeated as he lit the gas tank and ran away. He ended up back at the school and thought to himself the words that would change his life. 'I am Flood. I will not be rejected. I will not allow anyone to reject me, for no one will get close enough to do so. No more repression. Only madness.' He said as he began setting non lethal traps throughout the school. 'Only madness.'