A desperate, tormented scream presses against her lips.I smile from ear to ear. And then I end her life. For fun. Did I say how much I enjoy a bloody mess? There is something about this girl that revs my engine. She is one. There will be more. Many more. Some think they can stop me. But I enjoy toying with the public. Especially one man. Self-righteous prick. I laugh…heartily. And then I act…completely. It is both fulfilling and awe-inspiring. I know I'm different. I was born with this psychosis. And I will die with it, too. But not until I fulfill my destiny. And what is my destiny? It's all about the final act. I have only one girl in mind. I have much to accomplish--I do have another life that consumes me--but I can't rush this flirtation. Maybe she and I can have a future together, one where she turns her back on her man. Maybe I'll crush his soul by killing her just like all the others.