• there is nowhere to run.- the man says calmly, with a bit of mockery

He still managed to stab you with a knife and wound you in the thigh, which is why you are now sitting there trying to stop the bleeding. J-12 grins and looks at his knife, your pathetic blood running down on it. Carelessly taking off his gas mask, he runs the blade along his tongue, licking your blood. one side of the blade becomes shiny with beautiful streaks

• I love red.- he says with the same grin as he approaches you.