Ben returned to the mansion and locked himself in his room.
He leaned against the wall and brought his hands to his head.
"What have I done?" He banged his head against the wall repeatedly.
Though he hit his head and regretted his decisions, a smile adorned his face as he remembered that kiss.
Ben felt like he had too much energy coursing through his body and needed to channel it somehow.
He grabbed the phone from his pocket and texted Hubert and Suzanne.
"Got any targets?"
"Yes, sir."
"Perfect." The goofy smile on Ben's face morphed into a predatory grin as he pulled a mask hidden in a drawer and vanished into the darkness.
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Unbeknownst to Ben, his reputation among his followers had skyrocketed after his latest act of punishment.
Peter had uploaded everything that happened to the forum on the site, complete with photos of the scene as evidence.
