Your mind is up for auction. Who will win the battle – I mean – bidding.
A moment before I leapt off the bus I slapped a stranger across the back of the neck.
I defeated my demons.
B6 sank their battleship.
When I was a child, hide-and-seek was my favourite game: I relished the thrill of being chased, and evading capture.
I killed him to keep that thrill alive, now the police are “it.”