I looked at Luke. I knew he was up to something. But as I listened to him, I began to wonder if what he was up to was a suicide mission. All I knew about drugs, I learned in health class, but I knew enough that Luke was risking an overdose.

And in that moment, I realized that I didn't want to see that happen. It was more than just not wanting to be around for my own safety. I didn't want Luke to end it like this.

"Have you given any thought to what the side-effect of those things are?" I asked. I nodded at the drugs in Luke's hands, and then I nodded over my shoulder, down the corridor, at the monsters we'd fought.