It killed her family. Not Skyler, the animation. The animation was after me, and it would stop only when it was dead. The animation was the kill that I would make. The animation… wait, it could posses things… Right then, right there, I stabbed that girl, knowing it was the animation. I found it. The ink. The dark. Anything but light, a black hole. The only thing that was in my way of victory. But I am too weak now. I cannot fight something this strong right now. This is my duty. To kill. I have found my true purpose. To kill, and only to kill. That was the most horrific moment of all.