[ WP ] A deity tweaks our world so that whenever somebody is intentionally murdered , their most important memories and knowledge are absorbed by their killer . This has ramifications at every level , not least among serial killers

`` It's like a high.'' The white walls were stark and contrasted harshly against the two figures in the room. One was in the standard prison uniform, the other a suit. One was human, the other was not quite. `` Did you ever steal candy when you were younger? That first time it was terrifying was n't it? Your heart thumped in your ears, you were sure the cops would be after you, you almost went back, but could n't.'' 
 
 `` Only degenerates ever steal candy. You're talking about KILLING someone.'' The man in the suit leaned forward, judgement bearing down. The man had already confessed to the crimes. He had slipped during an interrogation, providing information about an event that only a victim and their mother could have known, the rest was easy from there. 
 
 `` It's no different. After the first time, the candy gets so much sweeter. Enjoying something you should n't have is... incredible. Do you know the exact sequence for the DNA of the common house tabby? I do. I should n't but the fact that I do... It's just so sweet. And the best part about it is that you never know what you're going to get. Do you know what the female orgasm feels like?'' The man in the jumpsuit looked like he was savouring something, utter pleasure was on his face. His hands balled into awkward fists in his cuffs, his back arched, he let out a soft moan, then snapped forward eyes wide and focused on the suit's face. Hungry eyes met a flat stare. 
 
 `` You're sick. How did it take me so long to find you?'' The suit did n't look disgusted, but certainly disappointed in something, though it was n't clear what. `` it'll be good to watch the world slip from your eyes. That way I will know that I've made this world a better place.'' 
 
 `` You know I'll be the first?'' 
 
 `` First what?'' 
 
 `` The first death row kill since the change, of course. I think about it at night. The poor sap pushing the button, he's not the one murdering me. No, that would be you. Or the families pushing for my head. One or the other. We will see.'' He was right, there had been a global stop to capital punishment. Wars had dried up almost overnight. The world had become relatively peaceful. Except for a few. 
 
 `` I'm sure I'll be fine. It's been twenty years, we know the way things work now. Anyway, I'm done with you.'' The suit stood up and walked out the door. 
 
 
 
 The viewing room was oddly bright. Darren looked around, it was the first time he'd ever been in one, and it looked like it had n't been used in a long time. Well, twenty years upon consideration. Everyone was in their seat. The families of the dead all looked somber, parents, lovers, children, sisters, brothers. Children. Darren was surprised to see children. Who would bring a *child* to an execution? Everyone is the room supposedly had a reason to hate the man on the table. 
 
 Turning his attention to that man, Adam, Darren was unsettled to see that the man was completely calm. He even seemed happy. Probably reliving a stolen memory again. It was n't fair that he could steal so many precious things from so many people. Children, lovers, sons and daughters. He had taken a slice out of every single demographic that he could feasibly get his hands on. It was perverted in the most complete sense of the way. 
 
 Darren had once been asked if the victims had suffered, and frankly he was relieved that he had always said no. That was at least the only truly human aspect of Adam. He did n't want to see people suffer. 
 
 `` It's starting.'' A guard whispered in Darren's ear, and pointed to the tubes that were full of poison. He looked forward to the death of this man. No, monster. It had taken a while, but Darren had convinced each of the families that this was the best idea, the most humane. The most just. 
 
 The heart rate on the monitor went flat. Darren passed out, hit the floor and jolted awake in a flash. He looked around the room, unsure of what was happening. Then he realised what he had done. 
 
 They all knew.
