Walking through the supermarket, I turn into the candy isle and immediately decide who to start with. An Asian girl, probably twelve-years-old, is browsing chocolate bars with her mother waiting at the shopping cart. She grabs a candy bar and starts walking towards her mother, giving me a full-frontal view of her budding prepubescent breasts poking through the flimsy pink blouse. I pull out a M1911 and fire all seven bullets into the preteen's. Blood sprays everywhere as the girl collapses to the ground, and her mother runs screaming hysterically to her dying body. I stand grinning and reloading my gun.