My favorite kill is when Jason grabs you by the throat and carries you to the local Italian restaurant. You're still a little leery from all the murder but, he eventually shift grabs your heart and gains your trust. After an 8 month courtship, you get married.
43 yrs later you take inventory of a life full of laughs and love. The small starter house you helped build together. The ups the downs of successes and failures. The tire swing in the front yard where your kids played. The two grown children with kids of their own.
As you come to, you are standing over Jason laying in the hospital bed. Clutching his hand you lean in to whisper one last, "I love you". As he sporks you in the gooch. What a dick.