This was the most outright evil puzzle yet, you suppose. The soles of your shoes stick to the pavement, covered in the viscera. You expect someone to plunge a knife into your back and simply get it over with. Revenge is a fantasy he knows he will be on the receiving end of. You feel your eyes well up. You try to wipe the blood off of your face, only to smear it further.

You have killed 2 'people'. You look over your back expecting something to be chasing you, but nothing is there.