It was mostly a melancholic day for everyone. Some of them were excited to be back, but most of them were feeling nervous for some reason, like there's something wrong. Maybe the death of one of their friends had something to do with, they didn't know. All they knew was, everything has changed.
Omar Crane was mostly upset, that day, considering that he kinda liked Ginny, and now that she's gone, it was too late for him to tell how he really felt about her.
He went to the school's botanical garden, where he was trying to wrap his head around the current situation. The garden was filled with beautiful flowers, trees, vines, and even small animals like birds, squirrels, and the like.
He sat down on the bench and wore off his sunglasses. His eyes were wet and bloodshot, a clear indication that he had been crying for quite sometime.
He thought about how Ginny was so geeky, how she was really enthusiastic, how she was always happy even though she gets depressed easily. He just wishes that he could see her one last time, and tell her how he really felt about her.
Omar was ready to leave when a bird snatched his sunglasses and flew to a big tree with vines.
He sighed as he climbed the tree, to the top, where he found his glasses just sitting there.
"Well, that was easy."
He took back his glasses from the bird and proceeded to go down.
As he was nearing halfway down, an ear piercing screech was heard, and Omar lost his footing.
He fell to the vines, where he got tangled in them, with one tied around his neck.
Omar flailed, as he tried to call for help, but as the vine gets tighter and tighter around his neck, his ability to call dwindled until he died.
Behind a tree, The Hater, along with their disciple saw the death sequence unfold.
"Poor Omar. Atleast he got his wish though. Mwahaha..."