Diaries of a Serial Killer
July 6, 2004; 6:30pm,[I]
I just recieved a call from the department it seems that the little girl had been seen near Franklin Street with an unknown man. The bastard needs to have his jaw cut from his face. He must be punished, he will be punished for what he has done.
I left around 8:00pm and drove down to Franklin Street and waited. I waited for an hour and then finally seen them. He looked to be dragging her by the arm and putting her in his car. I was careful not to be seen as I followed him.
I followed them to an empty warehouse located on 5th Avenue. He was taken her to the perfect place. I turned out my lights and parked in the corner of the lot as I watched him drag her out of the car kicking and crying. I watched as he drug her inside not knowing what he was in store for, what I was about to bring him.
I stopped and thought it had been a perfect place, but i wasn't going to leave the body there to be found this was going to be seen, it must be seen by everyone.
I followed them in keeping hidden in the shadows as I removed my 10" Knife from it's sheath carefully not to let the light gleam off it's sharpened razor like blade. The blade was more than what a gun could ever achieve. A knife was up close. It was personal.
I stood hidden in the dark waiting for the perfect time for me to punish. He slapped her across the face and she cried, she cried hard and the fear that was in her eyes was ofton the same fear I have seen in the eyes of those I had taken. I knew by her look she would not live through this he was going to kill her. I had to act now.
I just recieved a call from the department it seems that the little girl had been seen near Franklin Street with an unknown man. The bastard needs to have his jaw cut from his face. He must be punished, he will be punished for what he has done.
I left around 8:00pm and drove down to Franklin Street and waited. I waited for an hour and then finally seen them. He looked to be dragging her by the arm and putting her in his car. I was careful not to be seen as I followed him.
I followed them to an empty warehouse located on 5th Avenue. He was taken her to the perfect place. I turned out my lights and parked in the corner of the lot as I watched him drag her out of the car kicking and crying. I watched as he drug her inside not knowing what he was in store for, what I was about to bring him.
I stopped and thought it had been a perfect place, but i wasn't going to leave the body there to be found this was going to be seen, it must be seen by everyone.
I followed them in keeping hidden in the shadows as I removed my 10" Knife from it's sheath carefully not to let the light gleam off it's sharpened razor like blade. The blade was more than what a gun could ever achieve. A knife was up close. It was personal.
I stood hidden in the dark waiting for the perfect time for me to punish. He slapped her across the face and she cried, she cried hard and the fear that was in her eyes was ofton the same fear I have seen in the eyes of those I had taken. I knew by her look she would not live through this he was going to kill her. I had to act now.