>Sitting on the floor, you hold your head in your hands.
>Why is this one so different?
>You drew his number.
>He's just some nobody. Doesn't even really have a name.
>Just calls himself "Anon"
>Then why is this so fucking hard?
>You've already got him in the basement.
>You've already toyed with him
>Why can't you end him?
>You know the reason.
>You know exactly why you can't do this.
>Because, in the time you've spent following him, learning his habits, you've realized one thing.
"Anon, I love you."