User blog comment:FiftyShadesOfJay/NEW purge games/@comment-24623376-20140820235108/@comment-4149000-20140821024459

I silently walk near the shadows of the ongoing battle. My eyes skim the battle field before putting my hand into the bag, grabbing the butcher knife sitting at the top of the pile weighing down the one-strap bag. My hand brushes on the smooth, small vile of poison as I grab the knife and eye Eli's back with curiousity and an intense interest. I smile and throw it.