Susan looked at the fish in the tank, and then back at Hank.
“You see all of the fish in this aquarium?” He pointed with the index finger of the hand holding his gin and tonic, talking to no one in particular. “Every time I kill someone, I buy a new fish. I know it’s a weird thing to do, but I do it. It’s my thing, you see.”
Susan nodded, although it was indetectable to him.
“That’s Connie. Oh what a lovely but shy thing she was,” he said pointing to a beautiful purple fish hiding among the coral.
Susan squirmed, her eyes wide, as he moved closer to her and picked her up.
She tried to scream as he threw her into the tank. As her body was being torn to pieces by the fish, he washed his hands, “Slimy worms.”
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