Fallen Angels Killer

You've all heard that story, right, the murder you saw on the news, a rape. The kinda stuff that sends chills down your spine, something you can't quite explain. I'm sure if you saw the story I'm going to tell you right now on the news, I don't even think the most hardened horror veteran could handle it, the chills, those chills. I remember when I was a kid, I wanted to be a cop for one reason: To help people, such an innocent reason, I told my mom and my dad what I wanted to be... They were proud.
Looking back now, I realized that all I thought being a cop was police chases and donuts. As I was in High School, I focused less and less on being a cop, and more on Computers, but my dream never died, and as soon as I got out of Community College with a degree in Criminal Justice, I hopped into The Academy and started the long climb.
15 years later, I got the news, promoted to a Detective in the Homicide department, just in time, for the murders, Oh, God, that poor girl, Mandy Pattison. Killed in the Bathroom, she was stabbed 17 times in the face, I can still see those fucking pictures in my head... Scrawled in Blood, by the Murderer was "Is she pretty now?"
Sick bastard, it didn't take much detective work to fins out who it was, his name was George Sosa, Freshman in College, God, he was ugly. Mandy's friend said that George asked Mandy out on a date, and when Many was revolted and told him No. Whatever thin string was holding his sanity was cut.
Girls started turning up dead at the College campus, several stood out, sometimes Sosa would horrible disfigure the girls, and they'd survive. He'd cut off noses, ears, remove the eyes with a spoon. At home, I became more and more distant, I didn't want to talk to anyone, my wife, my kids, on everyone, I saw the faces of those girls. One overweight girl was cut in half with a fucking saw, and scrawled on the wall in blood, was his own sick rendition of "Humpty Dumpty."
Five girls were dead, and the last girl, is where shit started going south. She was beat to death with a baseball bat, her skull crushed, and Sosa had another message for us, it said, "All of these girls I have killed, are my beautiful fallen angels."
And that's where the Press got the bright idea to call him "The Fallen Angles Killer."
After fucking weeks, we finally had the bastard, we found out he was hiding out in an abandoned warehouse, when we went to arrest him, the shit really hit the fan. I was climbing up the stairs behind a few members of the SWAT, when a trapdoor opened and me and a fellow officer fell into it. When I hit the ground, there he was, fucking smiling, smiling at what he did. The other officer pulled his gun, but Sosa was too quick, he kicked the gun away, and stabbed the officer on the chest, and pulled the knife down, literally spilling his fucking guts onto the floor.
I couldn't move, I was stuck, he walked over to me, smiled, and slit my throat, I gasped for breath, but none came, he fled out a window and successfully got away. The other officers got to me before I could bleed out, and I spent the next four months in the hospital, now I had a scar across my throat, reminding me of that night...
He is still at large today, but he has evolved, he no longer only kills women, he kills men, children, he has no preference, all he has is a thirst for murder... And blood.
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