One of the worst things about being a psychopathic killer is that you don't care about targets. You just kill them, without any questioning or remorse. I have never felt regret about killing someone. Never. But there is a first time for everything. There was a first time for remorse, a first time for questions, and a first time for hesitation. Don't ask why it happened, I couldn't (and also wouldn't) tell you. This time was different, and I knew it from the very beginning. I didn't need eyes to see that. Psychopaths don't love, we don't feel emotions, and we don't appreciate beauty. Maybe I'm not a real psychopath after all... But I am Eyeless Jack, and I have a reputation to keep.