You slowly walk towards Vincent, who's trying to back away as he falls onto the hard, cold kitchen floor - his chest still bleeding nonstop from the fact you stabbed him..

[Vince]: "Wait.. DON'T YOU DARE.. YOU WOULDN'T DO THIS TO ME."

He says in his harsh voice, but you can sense fear as you slowly pour the gas oil around him. Vincent tries to attack you, but you push him back onto the ground.

[Vince]: "STOP DOING THIS."

[Rody]: "I can't let you continuing doing this."

You say in a worried voice, feeling tears running down your cheeks as you get a box of matches out of your pocket, litting fiire up on the match as you slowly extend it, about to drop on the gas oil around Vincent.