Vines grew around his body. Red haired woman was glaring at him with her green eyes. "You know that you deserve this." she said. "You killed them all. You killed my precious babies." He gasped when she kissed him. She turned away from him and vines began strangle him. "That flowers and trees used to have families! I heard them cry!" She was furious. He struggled, but then he stopped breathing and his heart was not beating. She looked with satisfaction at his dead body. She smiled. 'He is going to be good in bed. The flower bed. As mulch.'