The serial killer dumps the lifeless body into the deep blue...
Remorseless is he and full of hatred...he detests men, and his inability to accept the errors of men between good and evil made him who he is today. He particularly hates all shrinks, there were many who kept him from his crayons as a kid, and they never did fix him. They should have left him to his drawings, however horrific his drawings may be.
The bloodstained killer looks up and the lighthouse is the only visible guide in the dark.
The misanthrope, as an essentially solitary man, is not a man at all: he must be a beast or a god....
Aristotle
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