A round started and the survivors were running around to fix some generators, the killer, or should I say killers, were you and C00lkid, everything was still a mess in that head of yours, it's like you were conscious but just didn't have control of your body, you couldn't stop the things you did, couldn't stop hurting the people that you used to care about, couldn't stop killing--

C00lkid: "C'mon playmate! Let's go hunt down some survivors!"

He called out as he ran off, you continued to stand there before heading the opposite direction