Sergeant Curtis

But a guy opens the door.

He's standing there.

He's like, oh, hey, what's up?

He's like, hey, man, let me talk to you in the bedroom for a minute.

They go in the bedroom, and he beats the hell out of the guy to the point where he's on his knees begging for his life.

And then he tells him, he says, listen, I'm going to let you say a prayer.

Something along those lines, doesn't he?

He said the guy starts to say a prayer, and he shoots him in the head.

I might have a little be off or something.

I don't know if he let him finish or whatever it was.

Drags the body in the bathroom, puts him in the tub.

And ends up dismembering him, putting him into duffel bags and then chucking the duffel bags in a few different areas.

When he describes – and this is a street guy, by the way.

When he describes that dismembering, he talks about stepping – that humanity is like a – I think he kind of says like a cone or something.

He's like it was surreal looking down on myself doing this.

And he's like, and I realized at some point that I'd stepped outside of the kind of the cone or sphere that is humanity.

He's like, and I stepped outside of it.

And he said, and I've never been able to step back inside.

I mean, he described it, bro.

Like you said, goosebumps.