"Why Me? The Dark Side Of Man"

Mark's eyes were filled with terror. For the first time in Mark's life, he really knew what fear was. He tried to fight his way up from the sofa, but no matter how hard he pushed, his body wouldn't respond. He tried to scream, but he couldn't get the sound out of his mouth.... He knew what was happening to Mark; he was always fascinated by how fast the drug worked. John sat back with a big smile on his face. John placed Mark on the living room table and tied his feet and wrist to the table....Just as John was sharpening his blade, Mark slowly opened his eyes and remembered where he was. Mark started to holler and cry.

"Please don't kill me. Please John; I don't want to die."

"Shut up Mark. You brought this on yourself. You were the idiot who got in the car with me. You're the one who wanted to have drinks. You are the fool that has been drooling over my girl. I saw the way you looked at her....You looked at her with such lust and desire that I knew I had to kill you."