(You ware in Robyn Hill's side of the election, everything was going well till someone bumped on you, this someone was wearing an brown hoodie and looking at the floor, wich didn't let you see his face, you feel a hand gripping tight in your shoulder, then a sharp pain in your neck and a cold liquid rides through your veins, making your chest feel heavy... someone helps you out by taking you away from the conversation, at first you though they ware helping but a arachnid smile says otherwise)