He sat there alone in the dark room only lit by a solitary candle. He contemplated over the gun he held in his hands. He had made his choice, and as long as this had a chance of putting a stop to the beast he had to try. To many people had already been hurt, so much pain, so much loss. It must end tonight, tonight he’d face his inner demons and kill the beast. He loaded the silver bullet into the gun and raised it to his head. This was what he had to do no turning back now. Kill the man to slay the beast. One bullet, one chance to put an end to this once and for all.