This is a bad idea.
Something is going on. I am not blind, deaf, or utterly unintuitive, something very off is happening tonight, and no matter how many drinks I have with Sara, I cannot shake the feeling.
I have two of my larger knives. Perhaps I'll go through the dorms and see if anyone needs to borrow one.
God help me, when did I become willing to seek out danger that likely won't end in monetary profit? I've gone mad. So be it.
I have two of my larger knives. Perhaps I'll go through the dorms and see if anyone needs to borrow one.
God help me, when did I become willing to seek out danger that likely won't end in monetary profit? I've gone mad. So be it.