State of Fear - 2

Angel is pacing the room, bottle in hand, her face flushed with anger and alcohol. Levi is still slumped on the couch, glaring at her. The tension between them has reached its breaking point.

Angel: (shouting, tears in her eyes) "You think you're so perfect, Levi! You're nothing but a joke!"

Levi: (sarcastically) "And you're the queen of overreacting. Go ahead, Angel. Throw another tantrum!"

In a fit of drunken rage, Angel grabs the empty whiskey bottle from the table and, without thinking, smashes it over Levi's head. The sound of shattering glass cuts through the room, silencing everyone. Levi sits stunned for a moment, a dazed look on his face.

Luke: (standing up, alarmed) "Angel! What the hell are you doing?"

Angel: (still angry but starting to realize) "He deserved it! He... he—"

Levi puts a hand to his head, as if trying to steady himself. A few seconds later, his eyes roll back, and he collapses onto the floor. Blood begins to pool beneath his head.

Finn: (stumbling to his feet) "Oh my God. Levi! Levi, wake up!"

Angel: (dropping the bottle, panic setting in) "No, no, no. Levi! I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to! Please, wake up!"

Luke: (kneeling next to Levi, checking his pulse) "Guys... he's not breathing."

Finn: (voice shaking) "No, no, no. He's just passed out, right? Tell me he's just passed out."

Luke: (grim) "He's gone."

The realization hits them like a freight train. The room falls silent, the three of them frozen in shock. Then, the doorbell rings.

Luke exchanges a terrified glance with the others before stumbling to the door. He opens it slightly, just enough to see the watchman standing there, his expression stern.

Watchman: "What's going on here? It's 1:00 A.M., and someone complained about shouting. Keep it down, or I'll have to report you."

Luke: (nodding quickly) "Sorry, bhaiya. We'll keep it quiet. Won't happen again."

Watchman: (narrowing his eyes) "This is your last warning. Don't make me come back."

The watchman leaves, and Luke closes the door, leaning against it with a deep sigh. He turns to see Angel sobbing on the floor and Finn pacing like a caged animal.

Finn: (running his hands through his hair) "What the hell do we do now? This is bad. Really bad."

Angel: (crying) "I didn't mean to! I didn't mean to hurt him! Oh God, what have I done?"

Luke: (trying to stay calm) "Okay, everyone, breathe. We need to think. We can't lose it right now."

Finn: (sarcastically) "Think? What's there to think about, Luke? Levi's dead! We're screwed!"

Angel: (pleading) "Maybe we should call the police? Explain that it was an accident?"

Finn: (snapping) "Are you insane? They'll never believe us! We're all drunk. It'll look like murder, and we'll all go down for it."

Luke: (hesitant) "Finn's right. They'll say we were reckless or something. We can't just call the cops."

Angel: (panicking) "Then what? What do we do? I can't go to jail. I can't!"

Finn: (pausing, then speaking slowly) "We wait. We don't do anything right now. If we panic, we'll make things worse."

Luke: (frowning) "Wait? For what? The morning? Someone's going to notice."

Finn: (looking at the window, an idea forming) "Not if we make it look like an accident."

Angel: (staring at him, horrified) "What are you saying?"

Finn: (pointing to the window) "We throw him out the window. It's the tenth floor. If anyone finds him, they'll think he fell. No one will suspect us."

Luke: (shocked) "Are you out of your mind? That's insane!"

Angel: (sobbing harder) "I can't... I can't do that. It's Levi! He's our friend!"

Finn: (firmly) "And you killed him, Angel. Whether you meant to or not, this is where we are. If we don't do something, all of us are going to jail."

Luke: (shaking his head) "No. There's got to be another way."

Finn: (angrily) "There isn't! Look at us! We're drunk, we fought, and now he's dead. The cops will pin this on all of us. Do you want to rot in jail for something we can fix?"

Angel: (whispering) "I didn't want this... I didn't want any of this..."

Luke: (reluctantly) "This is insane... but Finn's right. We don't have another choice."

Finn: (nodding) "Exactly. We do this now, and it's over. No one will ever know."

They all stand in tense silence, the weight of the decision pressing down on them. Finally, Luke and Angel nod, their faces pale.

The three of them work together, lifting Levi's lifeless body with trembling hands. They carry him to the window, the city lights below flickering in the distance.

Angel: (whispering, tears streaming down her face) "I'm so sorry, Levi..."

Finn: (grimly) "On three. One... two... three."

They push Levi's body out the window. Time seems to slow as it falls, disappearing into the darkness below. A sickening thud echoes faintly a moment later.

The three friends step back, staring at each other in stunned silence. The room feels colder now, the weight of their actions suffocating.

Luke: (quietly) "It's done. No one will know."

Finn: (nodding) "We stick to the story. He got drunk and fell. That's it."

Angel: (whispering, almost to herself) "He was our friend... what have we done?"

The night stretches on, silent and unforgiving, as the three of them sit in the room, haunted by the irreversible choice they've made.