 was taunted by horrific dreams. In her unconscious state a victim came into view. One she'd seen repeatedly in her dreams. Although she'd sucked the life from that piece of shit, he took parts of her soul each time she re-lived it. He'd bought children. One's abandoned or sold by parents for their next hit.

There was too much evil. She knew she'd never catch up to them all. But this one—he was a particular breed of ugliness. The kind of despicable that would make you want to: gouge your eyes out, stab yourself in the ears, and just plain rip out your own heart—believing that there could be no love if there could be such evil.

He raped babies. Torturing, burning, cutting, and sodomizing them with all sorts of sick instruments. Her mind replayed some of the scenes and their helpless cries. His twisted evil grin on his face repulsed her, as he recorded it all for "data". Book after book filled with "data", were strewn about his trailer.

She had a morbid fascination with this lunatic and she couldn't figure why. Perhaps it was because it took her two weeks to recover from him. Or maybe it was his sickening eyes when he stared at her, ready for her. They were black holes of hell staring back at her. Vertigo struck, as she held him down to his bed. His place held a pungent stench of mothballs and bleach. It burned her nose and eyes with every breath, but she dared not release him from her sights.

He was scrawny; his black shoulder length hair fell in greasy strands and his lips were crusted white from his multiple bites and licks from his tic. His overalls were dirtied at the knees and bib. She'd spent time looking in the backyard and around his trailer to see if he buried something. Her gut told her he was hiding something—that he was waiting for her. Perhaps he knew she was coming for him that day.

She'd left an anonymous tip with the police, pretending to be a victim that got away. In the newspaper she read about jars of parts in formaldehyde: nipples, lips, penises and parts of the vagina. And they found the remains in the freezer. It appeared he re-used them—frozen.

***

She awoke a little while later with her
was taunted by horrific dreams. In her unconscious state a victim do into opinion. One she'd seen repeatedly in her dreams. Although she'd sucked the liveliness from that piece of shit, he take parts of her soul each clock time she re - lived it. He'd bought child. One's abandoned or sold by parent for their future hit. 

 There was too much evil. She knew she'd never catch up to them all. But this one — he was a especial breed of ugliness. The kind of despicable that would make you want to: rout your eyes out, stab yourself in the ears, and just obviously rip out your own kernel — believing that there could be no love if there could be such evil. 

 He raped baby. Torturing, burning, cutting, and sodomizing them with all sorts of disgusted instrumental role. Her mind replayed some of the scenes and their helpless cries. His twisted evil smile on his face repel her, as he recorded it all for " data ". Book after ledger filled with " data ", were strewn about his dawdler. 

 She had a morbid fascination with this lunatic and she couldn't calculate why. Perhaps it was because it took her two weeks to recover from him. Or maybe it was his sickening eye when he stared at her, ready for her. They were black holes of hell staring back at her. Vertigo strike, as she held him down to his bed. His place held a pungent malodor of mothballs and bleach. It burned her nose and eyes with every breath, but she dared not release him from her sights. 

 He was scrawny; his bootleg shoulder length hair fell in greasy strands and his lips were crust white from his multiple bites and licks from his tic. His overalls were dirty at the knees and bib. She'd spent meter looking in the backyard and around his trailer to experience if he buried something. Her catgut told her he was hiding something — that he was waiting for her. Perhaps he knew she was coming for him that day. 

 She'd left an anonymous tip with the police, feign to be a victim that got away. In the newspaper she take about jars of parts in formaldehyde: nipples, lips, penises and parts of the vagina. And they recover the remains in the freezer. It appeared he re - used them — frozen. 

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***

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 was taunted by horrific dreamS. In her uncoNscioUs sTatE a VictIm caMe into view. One sHE'd seEn repeatedly in her dreamS. AlthOuGH she'D SuCked tHe life fROm THAt pIeCe Of sHiT, He Took pArtS of her sOul each timE shE rE-lived it. He'd bOUgHt children. one'S abandoned or SolD by parEnTs fOR theiR neXt hit.

there wAS too muCh evil. She KnEW she'd nEVer catcH UP tO theM all. But this one—he wAS a PArticular breed Of ugliNeSS. THE KinD of Despicable ThAt wouLD make yoU WaNT TO: goUGe your eyes out, Stab yourselF In tHe ears, AnD juST plain Rip ouT yOUr oWn heart—beliEvinG that therE could BE no love IF there cOuld be SucH evIl.

He RApEd BabIeS. torTUrIng, BUrnIng, cuttiNg, AnD sodoMiziNG THEm wiTh aLl soRts of Sick instrumenTs. HEr miND rePlayeD some Of thE sCenes And theIr helPlEss cries. His twisTed eVil grin on His FaCe rEpUlsed HEr, as he RecOrdEd it all For "data". bOok AfTER BoOk filled with "data", weRe STReWn about hIs traiLEr.

shE Had a morbId FasCinaTIOn witH thiS LuNatic and She couLDn'T fIgure whY. PErhaps It Was BecAuse iT Took Her two Weeks to rEcoveR From him. Or maybe IT was his sickenINg EYEs WHen hE stAred at her, reAdy fOR her. they WErE blACk holEs of hElL StARing back at her. VertigO sTruck, aS she hEld him down to hIs bed. His plACE Held a punGent STeNCh of mothballs aNd bleAch. It burneD Her nose aNd eyeS with eveRy breath, bUT She dared Not RelEasE hiM FRoM her sights.

He wAS ScraWnY; his blaCk sHoulder LenGth HaiR feLl In greasy sTrands anD hIs LiPs WerE crusTEd white fRoM hiS mUltIple bITes and Licks From HiS tIC. HiS overalLS wERE dirTiEd At thE knEeS and bIb. ShE'D spEnt time Looking in The BAckyArD aNd arounD his trailer to SeE if he burieD sOmeThing. HER Gut told hEr he was hiding something—tHAt he was WaiTing fOr heR. Perhaps hE knEw she wAs cOMing foR him thAt day.

shE'd lEFT an anONYmOus TiP with the poLICe, pRetenDiNg to Be a victIm that got away. In the NEwsPaper she read aBouT jarS OF pArtS In FOrmAlDEhyDE: Nipples, lips, peniSes and partS oF ThE vagina. And THey FoUnd the rEmains iN the fREezer. It Appeared hE re-used thEm—FrozEN.

***

she Awoke a littLe while lAter with hER
 was taunted by horrific d reams. Inher u nco nsc io us s tate  a victim came into  view. One she'd seenrepea te d ly i n  h er dr eams. A l th o u ghsh e' d s uc k ed  thelif e fromthat piece  of  s hit, he took pa rts of her  so ul each time  sh e re-l iv edi t. He 'dbough t chil d ren. O ne's aban do n ed ors old byp a re ntsfor their next hi t .There was toomuch e vi l .S h e k new  she'd nev er  catc h  up tot he m a ll. But this one— he was a pa r tic ular b re edo f ugli ness.  T h e k ind of desp icab le that w ould m a ke youw ant to:  gouge  yo ureyes ou t,  st ab you r se lfi n t he ears,  a nd  just  pla i n r ip o utyour  ownheart—believi ngthat the re co uld b e no  l ove i f ther e cou ld  be such evil.
Heraped bab ies .Tor tu ring, burnin g,cut ting, a nd sodo m izi ng t h em  with all sorts of  s i c kinstrume nts. H e rmi n d replay ed  so me o f the s cene s  a nd their  helpl e ss  c ries. H is  twist ed  ev ilgrino n hi s face  repulse d her ,  as he recorde d  it all for " d at a " .B ookaft er book fil ledw ith"dat a ",  we r e str ewn a bo u th is trailer.

She ha da morb id fa scination wit h this lun a t i c and sh e co u ld n 't figure why.  Perh aps it was becauseit to ok her t wo weekst o  recover  fr omhim . O r ma ybe it was hi s sick en ing eye s w hen hesta red  at  he r,  ready fo r her. T he ywe re  bl ack h o les of h el l s ta rin g bac k  at he r. Ve rtig ost r uck , as sh e  h e l d hi mdo wn t o h is  bed.  His pla ce held  a pungen t s t ench  o fmothbal ls and bleach .It burnedhe r n ose an d eyes wit h every breath, but she dared n otrelea se h im from h ersights .
H e wasscrawn y; hi sbla c k  shou l d er  le ng th hair fe l l  in  grea sy  str ands an d his lips were cr u ste d white fromhis  mul t i pl e b i te s  an dl ick s from his tic. H is overall sw er e dirtieda t t he  kneesand bib . She ' d spent  time loo king in t he  bac k y ard  and aroun d his tr ailer tos ee if he  buri edsometh in g.Her g ut tol d  he r hewas hi di ng som ethin g— that hewas waiting for her. Pe rhapshe kn ewshe was c omi n g f or him th at d ay.

She'd  le ftan an ony m ous t ip w i th  th e  poli ce,p retending to  be a  v ictim thatg o t  aw ay. I n t h e news pape r she read aboutj ars of parts i n fo r m ald ehy d e: n ip ples, lips, pe nis es a nd parts  o f the vagin a. And t he y  foun d theremain s in th e fr e ezer.It a ppe ared he r e-u se d  them—f ro ze n .

*** 

Sh eawokea litt l e wh i l e later with her 
 was_taunted by_horrific dreams. In her_unconscious state_a_victim came_into_view. One she'd_seen repeatedly in_her dreams. Although she'd_sucked the life_from_that piece of shit, he took parts of her soul each time she re-lived_it._He'd bought_children._One's_abandoned or sold by parents_for their next hit.

There was_too much_evil. She knew she'd never catch up to_them_all. But this_one—he was a particular breed of ugliness. The kind_of despicable that would make you_want to: gouge_your_eyes_out, stab yourself in_the ears, and just plain rip_out your own heart—believing that there_could be no love if there could_be such evil.

He raped babies. Torturing,_burning, cutting, and sodomizing them_with all_sorts of sick instruments. Her_mind replayed some_of the_scenes and their_helpless cries. His twisted evil grin_on his face_repulsed her, as he recorded it_all_for "data". Book_after_book_filled with_"data", were strewn_about_his trailer.

She_had_a morbid fascination with this lunatic_and_she couldn't figure why. Perhaps it was_because it took her_two_weeks to recover from_him. Or maybe it was_his sickening eyes when he stared_at her,_ready for_her. They were black holes of hell staring back at her._Vertigo struck, as she held him_down to his bed._His place_held_a pungent stench_of_mothballs and_bleach. It burned her nose and eyes_with every_breath, but she dared not release_him from her sights.

He_was_scrawny; his black shoulder length hair_fell in greasy strands and his_lips were crusted white from_his_multiple_bites and licks from his_tic. His overalls were dirtied at_the knees and_bib. She'd spent time looking in the_backyard_and around his trailer to see_if_he buried something. Her gut told_her_he_was hiding something—that he was_waiting for her. Perhaps he knew_she was coming for him that day.

She'd left an_anonymous tip with_the police, pretending to be_a_victim_that got away. In the newspaper she read about jars_of parts_in formaldehyde: nipples,_lips, penises and parts of the vagina. And they found_the remains in the freezer. It appeared_he re-used them—frozen.

***

She awoke a little while later with her