Go to Erin's House

Mark knew who the perfect target was: Erin. The blonde bitch queen of the school. She lived four blocks over. He stepped outside, and felt the cold wind and snow.

STOP!

Time stopped. With time stopped the wind and snow stopped, and it was not so cold. He walked to Erin's house. The front door was unlocked, and he just let himself in. The first thing he saw was Erin's mom had some friends over for wine.

Erin's mom was brunette and overdressed for a night in. Mark shook his head and went to find Erin. She was in her bedroom, posing for sexy selfies.

"Of course," he thought.