Another murder had taken place in your area again. You stared at the television, visibly horrified. Your girlfriend had just finished doing something, and she entered the room, seeing you like this.

“What's wrong, sweetheart?” She glanced at the TV, understanding your concern. She let a soft smile show, as she made her way to you and sat down on the couch. “You needn't worry,” Her genuine tone made you instantly ease up a bit, “I'll keep you safe.”

She had commited the murder yesterday.