he started walking with blood slowly dripping off his knuckles as he looks at the list and crosses out the name aaron

aaron s.

rick w.

james b.

fallon w.

britany p.

he turns his head back up and pins the peice of paper to a wall and picks up a throwing dart and throws it with his eyes closed he opens his eyes back up and smiles as it lands on britany and mumbles ive been waiting for this one