[ WP ] Your father admitted on his deathbed that he was the most successful serial killer of all time , just killing 100s of random people in random ways in random cities throughout his life , never leaving traces , and he gave you a list of his victims .

Jason's morning started like any other. Dragging himself out of bed to brew a cup of overly priced coffee. Something loomed in the back of his mind. A horrifying experience that he was unable to shake. A mixture of emotions clouded his vision. His deep seeded curiosity was the only part of him that had stopped him from destroying the envelope. It sat in the back pocket of his well worn scrubs, festering. Eventually he thought he would have the strength to read it. Months had gone by since his fathers passing and Jason's stubborn denial had kept him moving from day to day. 
 
 Was he serious? His father had never been one to joke and his confession made far more sense than he would've liked it to. Why could n't he just forget his fathers confession? Why did it weigh on him so heavily? 
 
 He had worked hard to become a nurse. He had dreamed of continuing his schooling, but his fathers medical bills had become too much. He had put his fathers life above his own career advancement. Had his vision of being a life saving hero been delayed by someone who found pleasure in ending the lives of others? 
 
 He could n't take the curiosity any longer. Sitting at his desk he grabbed the knife he had used to stir his coffee. He opened the envelope and coughed. He read through a list of names, all in his fathers handwriting. 
 
 Searching the names, his worst fears were realized. The dates next to the names matched perfectly. He felt light headed. As he reached the end of the list, there was a name without a date. 
 
 *Jason Weber, TBD* 
 
 He coughed again, spraying blood on both the list and his keyboard. The world went dark. 
 
 End.
