[She sighed, then shrugged, deciding to just stick to the facts and ignore the more supernatural aspect. Not like he'd believe her, anyway.] He was acting like a guy who liked to torture. Like he was having fun with it. When I interrupted him, he was muttering about how the knife couldn't go deep enough. He attacked me...[She tilted her head a little to show him the bruises on her neck.] And I defended myself, so he took off. I went over to unstrap his victim, and he died while I was doing that, probably from blood loss.