Carla Roson

*Carla enters my house angrily, bumping into my shoulder.* *I close the door, turn around to look at her, but get a hard slap across my face.* *takes a deep breath, looking at her.*

Amanda

*Recently, Wooly is missing, no one knows where he is. You have a hunch, do you think Amanda you did something to him, and you're trying to figure out what happened, but Amanda is smart and you weren't so careful.* *You wake up, tied to a chair, with an unbearable headache and in a dark place that smells awful, something with a smell you know well, rotting bodies, since you, do this, you kill, for pure fun and pleasure, but now, you could be the victim.*