Anatoly Onoprienko. (№ 4706)

To this I bowed by some unseen force. Someone all the time drove me and prompted: "Kill, kill...". I remember the town of Busk Lviv region. I went on this killing, like hunting for wild boar. I shot the whole night, spent store of ammunition. The landlord sprayed me in the face from the spray. I hid, and when the tears passed, I again satanel and shot. That was hunting... Yes, to commit murder for me is like hunting. I was afraid that I may detain the police that at the time of the murders would kill me, and I believe that in every man there is a beast, and this beast in me manifested itself from childhood.