[ WP ] It suddenly becomes possible to gain XP and level up in the real world , but you can only do so by getting kills .

You understood. 
 
 After weeks spent in your dorm room watching late night documentaries on Yang Xinhai, Gary Ridgway, and Ted Bundy, and burying your nose into books on the Zodiac killer, on Son of Sam, and BTK, you understood. 
 
 After seeing your roommates ’ quiet, brooding stares from the corner of your eye every so often, hearing her drop her medical tools down on her desk and work on sharpening scalpels with a new attention draw to the blades that replaced her carefree attitude, you understood. 
 
 After noticing the quiet, muffled conversations she and her boyfriend had while you slept, and hearing the mentions of more and more bodies at their morgue followed by FBI agents, you understood. 
 
 After glancing over their shiny new phones and computers and reading emails with CLASSIFIED screaming all over them, no worry about security or about you, you understood. 
 
 After hearing one of them behind you while you showered, his hot breath steaming across the cold water, his hand sliding down your back to find your spine while you hid behind carefree singing of a song to make him think you couldn ’ t feel those fingertips, you understood. 
 
 After silencing him with an elbow jab and a switch of who held the knife, you understood. 
 
 After you stepped out covered in a mix of his blood and the water, and seeing the shocked look stain her prideful, snarky face, and her eyes glance down to his head in your hands with a beginner ’ s realization, you understood. 
 
 After you quieted her with a towel to keep the neighbors from hearing, and bashed her face into the sink until it broke and she stopped squirming, you understood. 
 
 You understood the smile on your face when you looked in the mirror and ran your bloody hands over your cheekbones.You understood the warm, trickling feeling inside of your stomach that traveled up your chest and hugged your heart in comfort. You understood the indulges you shared with your father that he never explained and just silently ordered you to follow by his example. You understood the glint in your eye and the evolutionary trait that you unlocked deep within your primal instincts. 
 
 Your peaceful bliss was interrupted by one of their shiny phones. You smiled and plucked it up with your fingers, and answered the RESTRICTED number with a satisfied coo that melted into your voice and words. 
 
 “ I ’ m sorry, but the person you have called is now dead, thanks to Ripper. ”
