"It was so innocent and pure. It might of been sloppy, but I was like a new born babe. Born from darkness. I walked toward the man. His mouth was moving with such passion, but I heard no sound. At this moment I had become the messenger of death and the message was "times up." All that's left was to pull the knife out from this man's chest and move on with the rest of my day."

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