Urinating Razor Blades

You can see right through those catatonic poses, deep in their eyes, beyond the crystallized vitreous humor, you can sense it, almost experience it; the horrors of their last waking moments.

Your human emotion draws in you a reflection of sympathy, of fear, of thankfulness, of sadistic glee.

All these emotions, people solemnly experience whenever they read about a murder on the newspapers. It's all too dull to realise. The articles that concern you matter more.

For some it's the business reports, others would go for sports, but rarely does a person take a murder as serious as this; it has been going in a lunar cycle. This murderer takes his victims on full moons, dubbing him as the "Werewolf of En Ville".

Victims would be found with their throats slit clean across the left, with their arteries drained of blood, nothing on them was actually stolen, no signs of rape, not even a sign of struggle: it's as though these victims were mortified into a catatonic state of petrification. But perhaps the most evident pattern is that the victims all had their organs removed from the back. So it was as if the body was not disemboweled and gutted only to find out once the police try to pick the body up when all the organs come falling out like a loose sandwich. The only thing missing is their spinal cord.

This wasn't just any serial killer, this one is a maniac.

To may-be continued...?