Do you know what fascinates me? The Id, and how it effects everyone differently. I know you’re probably thinking of how satisfying it’d be to hear my calm words turn to panicked screams. But you’ve chosen wrongfully. If and when you kill me I promise I won’t cave in, I’ll fight you to the death and make this the least pleasant kill you’ve ever had. Better yet, I’ll be your last kill. Because the one that’ll end up screaming in pain is you. I despise people like you, someone who’s willing to play judge, jury, and executioner. Who’s ego is so inflamed that they believe they have the right to take someone’s life in order to feel a need or hole they have within themselves, and to make things worse you pick out the vulnerable and weak. Are you too scared to kill someone on your level? Im glad I was able to trick you to believing I was weak. For weeks I’ve noticed as you followed and stalked your way through my life. I was trained to catch onto someone like you by someone who’s like you. All the callousness, anger, hate, rejection, and isolation you let you control you to do heinous things are what I use at will to help me rid the world of the most vile scum. So come on, let’s tango and see who’ll come out on the other side.