There once was a serial killer named Rufus Mondego. He was highly trained and undefeated. The authorities couldnt catch him long enough to put him in the slammer. Rufus loved everything about killing; He loved to see his victims squirm and scream when he showed them his "surgeon" tools. The sight of blood itself gave his soul a satisfying orgasm, prompted him to want to kill again. He always killed during the day or in well lit rooms. He knew that wasnt safe for him nor a good idea. But he knew that if one of his victims ever got away and told the authorities about his weakness..about the one weakness that he wished didnt exist. The one thing he was ashamed of but couldn't control...the darkness.