1 Work in Cox (Good and Bad at Games)
"...They had gone too far, though. They’d done enough to the poor runt already; locking him in a trunk under running water was just overkill. Then again...it wasn’t like he was any better than they were. After all, he was still standing here. Cox’s little mewling cries beat at his conscience continuously, and here he was, standing at the door like a lump, doing nothing. He was no better than any of the others, staying out of the kick-fest be damned. He might even have been worse."
In the madness of night, they played games in the dark, games of life and pain and love, and only time would tell which would come out on top.