[ WP ] Write a story about a serial killer , but make the readers feel sympathy for him/her as he kills his most recent victim .

`` I ca n't do it! For God's sake, do n't make me do it again. Not to him...'' Henry started to sob as the grim figure in front of him stared solemnly. They were in a dimly lit, sparsely decorated room. The only light came from a few candles surrounding the sides of the room. The flickering of the lights and shadows gave off an illusion, as if the shadows were deciding whether or not they should consume the room in darkness. 
 
 Henry continued to cry. The figure standing in front of him pulled a skeletal hand out of his robe and slapped him, hard. Henry looked at the robed figure in shock. `` Do you really think you have a choice? You agreed to do this, because you said you wanted to *help* people. Has that changed, Mr. Perry? 
 
 Henry stood up, slowly. ``... no. I do. But I did n't know I'd have to *kill* for you! I'm not a murderer!'' 
 
 The robed man slapped Henry again. Henry gingerly touched his cheek as the figure began to angrily berate him. `` Do n't you understand that what you're doing is for everyone's best interests? Do you want to see what will happen to Jenny when her father finds out his wife has been cheating on him?'' 
 
 Henry's eyes widened in shock. `` Pam's been cheating? But she'd never-'' 
 
 Death shook his head grimly. `` She is. And your friend Fred will find out tomorrow. Can you imagine how he might react?'' His tone softened. `` I know it's not easy, but you do what needs to be done. You're not a murderer, Henry. You're a savior.'' 
 
 Henry looked down at his feet. He realized he could n't imagine what Fred might do if he found out his wife of ten years was cheating on him. The truth was, Fred might do anything. Maybe to anyone. 
 
 Henry inhaled deeply, and looked back up at the reaper. `` Okay. I'll do it.'' 
 
 - 
 
 `` Why are you doing this? I thought we were friends!'' 
 
 Henry advanced menacingly towards Fred. `` You do n't understand, Fred. The pain. The pain.'' 
 
 Fred tried backing away, but hit a curb and landed hard. He tried to quickly scrambled up, but slipped on the pavement that had been made slick by the rain. `` Please, Henry. I've known you for years, we can work this out! We can deal with whatever pain you're in! There are doctors, scientists that can help. You - you do n't have to do this!'' 
 
 Henry forced himself to smile. `` Sorry Fred. You see - the only way to stop my pain, is to make sure that you do n't feel any. Ever again.'' 
 
 Fred started sobbing. `` We've known each other since we were six, Henry. You were my best man! You're my kids' godfather for crying out loud. You can't-'' 
 
 *Bang* 
 

