[MATURE: WARNING NOT FOR THOSE UNDER AGE 18 PROBABLY]

“My god, this thing, it’s his journal.” She said looking back at her partner. “He was the killer, the Woodsman.”

“Wait,” He said taking a drag of his cigarette. “The states worst killer was living four blocks down from the station?” He shook his head and began to pace around.

“Look at this, ‘June 3, 2008. It has come to my attention the pigs down the street are way off, let them find me covered in blood and yet nothing disturbs them. I wait for my judgment day when the tides of brides that have become my knife and my legacy move on through history and I am sent to the lowest levels of Hell. God forgive me it is what I will do.’”

“Class A psychopath.” He said taking the book and closing it. “Also, evidence. I’m calling up the investigation squad.” He handed her back the closed book and flipped open his phone walking out of the room. She quickly opened it back up and continued reading.

‘May 28th, 2008. I fear there is no more justice, tonight I left three women with ruby necklaces in a motel. They loved me for money and when I ran out so did the love. I slit the throat of the first two then forced the third to love their corpses. I wanted her to feel what I felt, like I was fucking dead. She cried all the way through it until I killed her. It was bloody. I bleached the bodies, come on, find me pigs. Find me and send me to Satan.’

‘May 25th, 2008. I attended church today. The minister says I’m learning the songs well. God will take me someday if I can stop killing women. His wife was so beautiful, I found her afterwards and asked her over to dinner with her husband. They accept and showed up a little before seven, it was lovely. They left and as they were leaving I spotted a young group of girls walking down the street. As soon as the minister was away in his van, I flashed a fifty to the tallest one and took her inside. She had obviously never had sex from behind, she screamed and screamed. It was amazing. I bleached her while she was alive and bleeding from my entry. She screamed more then I carved her from lips up. Of course, I was on a tarp. I’m not making this easy for them.’

“No reading.” Her partner said walking back in the room. “The crime lab get to read this.”

“I wish I was in crime lab. It’s a good insight into a killer… he was so brutal.”

“I know, we watched the clean up. To think, he died by getting hit by a bus.”

“Rick…” She said following him out of the room. “I think he did it on purpose.” A drop of blood fell from the ceiling on to Rick’s head. They immediately ran up stair and looked through until they found the bodies of a minister in full garb and a young woman obviously raped. “His minister and the minister’s wife.”

She shined the flash light just above them on the wall. ‘I am going to Hell.’