“Do they all have to die?” Marvin asked, quite not ready to become a serial killer, or even to become the aid of one, yet. “Is there no other way we can do this?” Marvin looked down at Harry, felt a bit sorry for him, even if he had been a monster. “They, the cops I mean, they will find us if we keep killing people, and I won't bring any innocent people to certain death, I'll pick another one from my book for tomorrow as well. Someone that I might be able to invite even.”<br/><br/>Marvin prepared to move Harry back into the trunk of his car, a lot easier now that he wouldn't struggle, but he covered him with a blanket first.