No. I am not a monster.

From Create Your Own Story

You shake your head slowly, suddenly feeling very guilty. "I..." you whisper. "I don't know what's come over me..." you say quietly. Cassandra just stares at you for a moment. "This isn't me. I can't believe what I'm doing. I'm sorry, I-"

You look up just in time to see that Cassandra has pulled a knife off of one of the shelves. She holds it out in your direction and you put your hands up to try and plea for mercy. You don't get time. Cassandra isn't going to give you a second chance or allow you to change your mind again. She puts the knife in your guts even as you attempt to defend yourself.

As you slump to the floor, bleeding to death, Cassandra spits on you.

"You're a sick fuck," she says. "You were going to rape me."

She doesn't say another word, and she ignores your pleas for help. The stomach wound is so painful you can't move, and it takes two long and horrible days of agony for you to die.