You've been running for so long. Robbie has been your friend for so long. He's told you all of his secrets, including the part where his uncle is an evil serial killer that probably has a creepy crush on you. Robbie assured you that he's never hurt you, though. Now, though, you're not so sure.

"Look at you. So scared. So afraid," Eli says, approaching you sadistically slow. You don't know what he wants, but the knife covered in red in his hand gives you an idea. "You should look at me like this more often, especially since Robbie hates it. It's cute.'

When he gets close to you, he buts the blade against your throat ad presses down on it. it doesn't hurt. "Hmph. You're innocent, so you're spared. Your other friends though? Well," he laughs, showing off the red on his knife, "They were far from it. Luckily I was there to get rid of them before they got to you. Now I can have you to myself."