“It really is such a shame.” Vincenzo tsked as he stalked towards his victim. They were tied to a chair with red ribbon and freaking out. It was like they were going insane, sobbing, screaming, thrashing.

More red ribbons hung in the air as if waiting for their master’s command. Vincenzo tapped the victims forehead before the ribbons ripped them apart. He turned and walked away from the corpse, wiping the blood from his mask.

An actor must always act, for the world is their stage.