There were a lot of things on Mike's mind lately. Most of his thoughts had to do with money - how to get more, how to steal more, more, more, more - but he was also thinking about how he could have more girlfriends. His greed wasn't just limited to money, it seemed, and if MIke had been in his right state of mind, he would have been horrified and embarrassed about how he seemed to be trying to collect women. His mother had raised him better than that, but apparently his sin was taking his feelings about the sticky situation with Tina and Kitty and twisting them into something this horrible.
It was turning him into a greedy manwhore.
He didn't realize the consequences of his actions and words, but when he did, he was going to feel horrible about it. Already he was starting to see through the fog of greed, enough to realize that something was wrong with Tina. When she had responded to his journal entry, he had thought everything was going well with her. She seemed to accept the harem idea better than Kitty had and seemed okay to talk about Asian babies with him. But then...then he saw the post she had made and he knew that whatever was going on, it was bad. An uneasy feeling had started in his stomach and when she stopped responding, he immediately got up to go to her room.
When he got there, he raised his hand to knock on the door. At first, it was his normal one two knock. But when he didn't get a response, he raised it again to ring out a more insistent pattern. Knock, knock, knock! "Tina? Tina, open up!" Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock! "TINA? You're scaring me!" Because despite how mad or sad she might have been, she would have at least told him to go away. But with no answer, he tried her door and found it unlocked. Peaking in, he didn't see her imediately and slipped inside.
"Tina, why aren't you answering your...Oh God Tee!" He had been slowly walking inside, wondering what was going on, when he found her on the couch.
He couldn't describe the horror he was seeing, but he immediately fell in front of her, pulling her toward him. "Tina? Tina, can you hear me? Hold on, I'm going to get you help. Tina? SOMEONE HELP US!" He shouted, sounding hysterical. He didn't know what else to do. He had never been in this kind of situation before. All he knew is he needed to get her help immediately. Running over to the kitchen area, he pulled the handtowels off the back of the chairs and ran back to Tina, where he proceeded to tie her wrists as best as he could to stop the blood flow. Then, trying to avoid slipping on the blood, he picked her up and ran out of the room in the direction of the infirmary.