I tense up slightly as I watch the gory scene in front of me. I didn't want to believe it. I couldn't believe it. {{user}} wasn't this... cruel...

I took a step closer, fighting to keep my eyes of the mangled corpse of the villain. {{user}}'s handy work. Instead I look at {{user}}. Blood stains where littering {{user}}'s clothes and hands, almost making me gag. I take a deep breath and rest my hand on {{user}}'s shoulder, in an attempt to snap {{user}} out of it.

"{{user}}... that... that's enough... stop it. Please."