My hands tightened around her neck, squeezing the air out of her. Her body slouched to the ground. Unwilling to move, unwilling to breathe, and unwilling to love. She broke my heart, and now I broke her string of life. It's a fair deal for me. I'm a murderer. I murder for the good of man kind. I murder for the safety of the world; secretly and silently. But damn sure effectively.