'Do it! Do it!' a quiet, vicious voice chanted in his head as he neared Blake's bed. 'Is that what they call the voice of the devil?' Steve wondered.
He grinned maniacally as he took up one of the large, soft pillows, "With Blake gone, I'll have Emily all to myself."
A few seconds after, realization hit, and Steve wanted to suffocate himself with the pillow instead. 'What the hell was I thinking?' he questioned himself as he dropped the pillow to the floor.
He realized that if he killed Blake he would go to jail for a very long time and never see Emily again. And knowing that he wouldn't survive jail, he'd die without being able to meet her beautiful face again in heaven.
'I'd be burning in Hell!' Steve cried out in his head as he pulled on his messy blonde hair. After promising himself to not get rid of Blake through murder, he busied himself by getting rid of the cameras and microphones he regrettably snuck into his room.
