I grabbed my date by the nape of the neck.

This poor girl didn't ask for any of this. It was completely and utterly my fault she was here yet I wouldn't show the heaviness of the guilt I felt. I could've been sick when I heard her cries or her screams for help, yet no-one would save her and I'm forced to take her life. It sickened me as I stepped onto the bloodied tarp, which lay on the floor.

The girl tried so desperately to break my grip on her. She clawed at my hand which was gripping her neck. I threw her into the chair as a...