I am only 8 years old, I told myself. No little boy of 8 has ever murdered anyone. It's not possible.

Now that I am alone, I don't have to hide it; I don't have to hide anything any longer. I can let my face go because no one can see me; because there's twenty-one thousand feet between me and them... No, I don't have to press my teeth together or tighten the muscles of my jaw...

I am a country boy at heart.

Like many women my age, I am 28 years old.

I am just a nice, clean-cut Mongolian boy.

I am only this successful because I'm so good at grounding myself.