04-16-2021, 02:26:55 AM
Hank, looking empty inside, has a seat. He looks around at the survivors nervously. He's not happy or ecstatic they just voted off all the killers. He's not getting scared. He stands up and backs into a wall. He still darts his eyes in fear of everyone else.
I'm gonna die here, aren't I?
I'm gonna die here, aren't I?
I like bananas. They're yellow.