[lumberjim]

Originally Posted by Flint

Yes, YESSS. That's it, exactly. The intention was to inflict maximum psychological terror (if possible, or applicable) not just quick death.

Does this make me a sociopath?

This isn't a living thing that is of the class I feel empathy towards. I killed this thing the same way a flu virus kills a little African kid--viciously, horrifically, and with no remorse. In this case I was taking revenge for the psychological terror that these things inflict upon me, with their incompatible nervous system sending out it's creep-vibes, making me shudder. I know they do it. They're alien. They're not life as we know it. I feel perfectly justified in regarding them as an enemy that needs to be terrified, tortured, and disposed of in the worst way possible. And I sincerely hope that they send out some kind of distress signal, notifying any others nearby that a hell of unimaginable magnitudes is what they will find in my house.

I recommend beheading them, and posting their heads on toothpicks in your windowsills.