“Stop! In the name of the law!” a police man tackled himself onto us, sending us to the ground, striking us with his raised baton, but I overtook him so fast and quickly, spinning the man in front of him, choking him with a piece of rope. Adrenaline fired in me….the same feeling when I fought Joseph Buquett and felt excited, tightening the rope, the man’s face going red, his hands not fighting the rope as hard. Christine screamed and tried shoving me, and for the most part I ignored her. I saw the startled look on that young boy’s face…. ….And then I saw Rita’s…. ….cold and unfeeling, as if this were just another normal day, seeing a man’s life get slowly leaked out of him. I stopped tightening the rope. I couldn’t do this. Not only would it be my third victim I’d murdered, but se

