Sometimes I fantasize about buying a big house, inviting all these people I hate to a party there, locking them and killing them all off one by one. Like in one of those unrealistic slasher books/movies. I would either pose as a guest and act shocked when people died or I would launch traps from a seperate room through remote control while watching everyone die through cameras set around the house. Mind you, these are people I hate with a passion and definitely deserve to die.

I think a lot about the layout of the house, which rooms each person is going to die in, what traps I will set to kill each person and in what order my victims will die. When I play through the different variations of deaths that could befall each person, they are always painful and gruesome. But also satisfying to me.

I know. I'm pretty fucked up. If I actually had the brains or the resources to pull this off, I'm afraid I would take great pleasure in doing something like this.