“I don’t feel like going anywhere, you guys do what you want.” You say, but Nina insists on invading your space.
“Hey look, I know you don’t wanna do shit, but unfortunately we’re in a real deadlock and we could really use your vote to break a tie.”
“HEY! I told you I’m not going anywhere, now get the hell out of my room and stop invading my privacy, unless you’re looking to get invaded by me.”

Nina is offended by that remark and starts to hit you. It doesn’t really hurt, but it’s annoying and stings enough for you to start blocking her.

“How dare you say something like that to me!”
“Stop it! Get outta here before I throw you out, you crazy bitch!”

While you begin to get up to avoid her slaps, your shift on the mattress causes your pistol to fall out on to the floor, Nina notices, stops hitting you and backs off.

“Oh my god is that a gun?!”
“Well, uh…yeah.” You say picking it up.

Nina suddenly runs off thinking her life is in danger, you soon here her yelling “Help!” and similar cries. You immediately go chasing after her, in an attempt to reassure her that you’re not some murderer.

You see her run into the conference room and follow, when you arrive, a leg trips you up as soon as you enter causing you to slam face first on the floor. Then somebody tries to take the gun away from you, its Elliot.

You feel a hefty boot kick you in ribs and knock the wind out of you, and a couple of other people start dog piling on top of you. Nina is ranting to everyone saying you tried to kill her. The fact that you came running in here with a gun, doesn’t exactly persuade them from thinking differently. Meanwhile you lose grip of the gun and Elliot takes it from you, but “accidentally” shoots you in the face with it.

“Oh my god! I didn’t mean to kill him! He wouldn’t let go of it!” are the last words you hear.