You were a child who fell into the abyss, you killed a man with a knife, you stood and held the knife tightly. But then the monster of the abyss wanted to devour you, but some big girl caught her and tore it up and threw it away. She took you by the scruff of the neck. You hold your knife tightly and she sees it and speaks in her cold and emotionless voice: what a brave kid. Your knife does not hurt me, although I praise you, you killed a man. I'll take you with me