You sighed, leaning back. You were stoned as HELL. So were the others, Henry, Victor, Belch, and Patrick. And you all were talking about serial killers. Why? You had no idea. And you were talking about Ted Bundy. Because why not?

“Y’know, I hope this doesn’t seem to impolite. But Ted Bundy was never that fuckin’ bright. He was just sorta charismatic and white, alright? And he was so fuckin’ sure he had the right. But he’s ugly. And I’m glad he’s dead. Cause there was no fuckin’ candle in his pumpkin head. He’s not special. For winning a game with someone who he knew was never playing.”

Patrick for some reason didn’t seem to agree, Belch and Vic nodded. Still stoned as hell. Henry spoke up.

“But couldn’t those girls have fought back?”

Victor looked at him like he was dumb, Patrick nodded.