You get this odd feeling of fear throbbing at the back of your spine and it's building. You tell the others a family emergency has occurred and you bail. A good thing to. You don't know what happened, vague stories of a virus outbreak. But your friends die there, everyone on the island dies and its closed down. You play another season of football and you end up getting your leg busted real bad. You walk with a cane the rest of your life and your football star days are over. But you take up composing music in your spare time. You have enough cash for live comfy for the rest of your life. you have decided to write a symphony and hire a orchestra to play it.