As he ran through the empty corridor, I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. You know, I absolutely love it when they run. It's just the fact that they know running won't help, but they still do it anyway, hoping to escape, but what they don't realize is that all I am trying to do is to help them. Anyways, the man was running in front of me, and I casually strolled behind him, knowing that all the exits around us have been closed. He tried opening a lot of rooms and screaming for help, but in this abandoned building, there is nobody to come to his rescue. I slowly reached his location, as he still struggled to find a way out, and said, “I am sorry, but this is the end for you. I hope that you will forgive me for what I am about to do." He looked at me, fear clearly reflecting off his face. He said, “You are the……the……forgiveness killer. Please let me go, I will not tell anybody about this." As soon as I heard this, I was filled with rage. “How dare you call me that? I am no killer. All I want is your forgiveness, and all I want to do is for you to meet God and ask for his forgiveness because you have been a very bad bad person. All I am trying to do is to help you." I said as I took the long blade that I had in my hand, and put it right where it belonged, his heart. He screamed as his life slowly left his body. "I hope this cleanses your heart and you get forgiveness." I said as I dug my knife deep into the skin on his right arm and carved the word, “FORGIVEN".