"I'll be on my way then, Joseph."
The look on his face when I left him standing there, unable to vent his anger on me, was something my mind was feasting upon.
"Fucker, you don't know who you are messing with!"
He mumbled to himself but loud enough for me to hear it before I could be out of earshot.
"Guess I'll be watching my back from now on."
And thus, I proceeded to buy myself a drink from the vending machine, and luckily I did not see Ada there.
'She is the last person I wanna see and that goes the same for her. I'm the last person she wants to see. Good thing she's not here right now.'
After I got back from the cafeteria, I avoided as much conversation as possible with my group mates to prevent them from realizing my true intentions. Although it is not that hard to figure out, I bet they are having second thoughts about who the real 'infected' is at the moment, especially the 'detective' who is supposed to guess at the end of the day.
