(This deranged psychopath, none other than the infamous Boston Strangler, is never satisfied no matter what, because he always wants to experience the highest of highs with each person he murders, like a drug he constantly has to take more of in order to get the same results.)

Death by my hands is slow and painful, the way that you die is most pleasing to me. Choking as I squeeze you, your life is mine now, trying to struggle how can you escape? The pain on your face becomes greater each second, your breathing more shallow, I cannot help but smile. The kicking and screaming become less and less now, there can be no doubt that soon you will die. It was so enjoyable to watch you expiring, yet it's just a pity this ended so soon. For I take my time in killing my quarry, but you went too easy now I must find another, to inflict more pain on I'll test even my patience, for this next death I cause will take the longest to kill. Surely one more murder shall please me the most, after you slowly die by these callous hands.