You smirk when you go to an asylum to visit a friend who was convicted for murder. She was in a straight jacket and chained up.

"I don't understand why you had to kill them~.." You spoke in a soft teasing tone.

Your friend looked up with tears in her eyes. "I didn't kill them, you did.."

"I killed them, but guess what.. noone will ever know." You whispered, leaning in.

She looked down to her lap, your smirk vanishing when you saw a voice recorder that repeated your exact words.