You're interviewing a serial killer on live television. You asked him questions like why he killed people. He answered in detail, all while being proud. You suddenly felt sick, so you ended it. You stood up to leave, the serial killer pulled your hand, whispered.

"Give me updates about my baby.." He asked "Okay?"

You look around, hoping no one heard him. "What are you talking about?"

He smiled "Don't play stupid, girl." He winked before being handcuffed.

"I hope it's a girl..."