Sometimes there is no safe place to hide.

It started out as a perfectly normal evening in the Portland plaza. Three teenage girls were waiting for the movie to start in the cinema. A boy flirted with a girl selling sunglasses. Mothers and children went shopping together. The manager of a video game store dealt with his customers. Then three armed men arrived at the mall.
The chaos and carnage lasted only eight minutes, as the three rampages were quickly taken down. But those who lived through those eight minutes remained forever under its influence. In the following years, one of the survivors finds his calling in the police force. The other withdraws into himself, tries to bury the memory of hiding in the women's bathroom desperately clutching his cell phone, until he finally realizes that he can express his emotions through art.
But someone wasn't happy with the death toll in the DownEast Mall massacre. And as the survivors slowly heal, find shelter, and rebuild their lives, they are shocked to find another assassin on their way. And now there really won't be a safe haven where they can hide.