Me and a character I don't actually know were in a large house. He and I had the objective to kill these young adults with screwdrivers. He killed the first girl who was in a bathroom by stabbing her in forehead. It was just a clean hole with only a small amount of blood but she dropped like a sack of potatoes. As we were sneaking around the house he starts crying saying how much he hates this. He kills one more. Same sort of death but its a guy. Now we are in the main loving area of this mansion-like estate when I see a fella. He's the only one I vividly remember; an asian adult probably 30 or so. I took my screwdriver and put it through his shoulder and he went down. We were walking to the couch when he gets back up and starts heading towards me. I felt bad. I jabbed maybe four times in his face. I looked at his phone and saw pictures of one him with friends and family i assumed. One of the girls he was with one of the victims and she was ugly. I felt worse because I thought how nice he must of been to be with hurrr.

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