When the moment finally came I exploded in her. She screamed, a sound that was otherworldly. She continued the up and down motion, but gradually slowed to a stop. I was so exhausted I couldn't even blink my eyes. I just stared up at her. When she finally came to a stop she leaned down and whispered in my ear, "The job isn't finished, son."
Then my eyes closed involuntarily. Next thing I knew it was morning.
I got up and took a cold shower, unsure of myself.
But I now knew what turned those ordinary men into serial killers.