Trapped with a rat

Inset: me in red(left), discussing things with Bill (right)

Let me all just go on a little tear and tell you all what bastards you are.

Do you even know what you've done? can you begin to conceive it?

I hate Bill as much as the next guy, and like all of you when the game began I wanted to see him dead. I wanted to betray him when it would hurt the most. But ALL OF YOU DEPRIVED ME OF THAT OPPORTUNITY. You practically threw me and Bill into each other's arms.

At every turn machinations were in place to ensure that each erstwhile new ally I courted, proceeded to work against me, betray me or bottle me up. Had anyone shown me the least kindness, I would have devoured Bill and most likely exited the game with him. Maybe this is karmic justice for some imagined slight I've paid the community.

I hate Bill. I hate him. One time, I kept calling his phone from a restricted number every half hour throughout the early morning hours to ensure he could never sleep. Another time, I ate 4 bowls of chili before i came over to his apartment so that when I went to the bathroom, there would be no escape from the horror. I also anynomously sent him baby clothes for his birthday with a note from a girl named chloe claiming that he needed to start taking care of his child.

But none of you let me wreck him. we may both be rats, but I deserved better...and god knows he deserved worse.