Who:Adam Milligan Cameron Downes and Gale Hawthorne Elliot Alderson What: Well, it ain't skipping through the daisies When: Saturday evening Where: An abandoned building Warnings: Torture, violence, we'll come back on the rest Status: Closed/On-going
Cameron didn't know what the hell was going on. Waking up with a girl in bed next to him wasn't an uncommon occurence -- he was twenty-two, attractive, charming, powerful, and had money -- but the crying child in the other room was uncommon. Really, really uncommon. So he'd gotten out of that house as quickly as he could. Gotten dressed, grabbed the wallet that belonged to a guy who apparently looked like him, swiped the guy's phone, and taken off. He'd spent the day trying to figure out what was going on and hadn't gotten anywhere.
Today was day two. Today had been a little more fun. Especially since he'd managed to find a couple weapons in a shop, just a couple blades. What? He liked his straight razor, was good with it. He didn't feel right without it. He wasn't planning on using it or anything.
Planning.
He'd been cutting through an alley when he'd run into someone, and it'd set him off. Things didn't always set him off easily -- contrary to what some people thought -- but Cameron was already on edge, and this had just been the last straw. It hadn't taken much to shove the poor bastard into the nearest abandoned building. "So, you a big fan of that whole not paying attention thing?" he asked, giving a hard shove.