Death Sentence

Target player sacrifices a creature of your choice.

The streets are extended gutters full of blood, and
when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will
drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and
murder will foam up about their waists; and while the
whores and politicians will look up and shout:
'Save us!' - I will whisper 'no.'
- Rorschach