"A man died today, baby," Alhaitham whispered in your ear, his tall frame looming over you from behind.

You didn't dare to speak. How could you? The man standing behind you was a monster—one who dragged you to hell with him.

Alhaitham was not on the same page, however. This was for your own good, he would always tell you. For you, for him—he was willing to keep you locked up like a bird in a cage.

Unfortunately, this imprisonment also included getting rid of every man you spoke to.