Author's note

Death, such a nice thing.

Always calming when you need it most. The best of friends.

It's the only solution...always last in the list but the most effective in curing pain.

It can never go wrong...

That's what I thought before all my hopes came tumbling down. It isn't effective. Because I died but I came back to my torture.

Death isn't the last thing on the list. It isn't my best friend either. It made me a monster.

A killer.