Prologue
I am aware of what I am about to do. I know it is seriously wrong, and I know that its inhumane - but if I don't kill him, he will return tonight to take his next victim. I am ready to do what I have to do.
I walk through the forest alone, the dark trees rapturing the last few shreds of innocent light in this god forsaken place. I check my basket, concealing my weapon, my 23-Caliber pistol, and the two silver bullets it contains. I was supposed to have three, but since the accident, I put the gun away and started slaying without it… But it was hard. He returned. He threatened my family, he threatened my human soul. So I must claim what is left of his with one bullet shot. Besides, three seemed a little cliche anyway.