User blog comment:EstupidCow/User RP Games The Warming Games/@comment-5760279-20140118013928

Summer decides she should end herself. "I'll be back," she murmurs softly to Liza as she quickly runs deeper and deeper into the forest. All she wanted is to be dead. And she was going to fulfill that wish. Once she figures she's far enough from her, her feet tiring and her breath shortening she pulls out her sword. She stares at the snow, her hands stained with blood. "Get me out of here, get me away from the hands of the Gamemakers.." she says to herself, before taking the sword and started to slash up and down her arm repeatedly, the pain stinging and blood pouring. Squeezing her eyes shut, tears spark in her eyes but she cuts some more to hold them out, failing to do so. She presses the blade softly against her neck, before pulling back, preparing to swing as hard as she could to die quickly and not suffer anymore.