Serial Killer

It all started in my past. I had a beautiful wife. We had a happy marriage for years. Her name was Marlene. One evening, we were to get all dressed up so I could surprise her by taking her out for dinner. I remember our night so clearly. We had dressed up to go out. With a smile on her beautiful smiling face. Marlene said, “Honey, where are we going?” And I said, “Well if I tell you, I wouldn't be a surprise, now would it honey”. I then asked, “Are you about ready to go? “ Marlene replied, “ yes, darling”. We had finally left in the house and began our journey. We were in our car cruising along, when I realized while we were going down the short hill, that the car was going a little too fast. As I attempted to slow the car down, Marlene began to give me the look of panic. Her facial expression asking, what's wrong with the car? I realized very quickly that the brakes went out in the car. Before I could correct or do anything, the car sped out of control into a tree. I looked over at my lovely wife, she was unconscious and covered in blood. I covered in blood as well. I had no idea how hurt either of was, I just knew that my wife was out of it. I grabbed the cell phone to dial 911 for emergency assistance. I begged the operator, “Please hurry. and send an ambulance, there has been a wreck”. The operator kept me on the line and asked me a few questions. As I was speaking to operator, I noticed smell of gasoline and that the car was leaking gas, I immediately got off the line with the operator and ran to the other side of the car get Marlene out, but the car burst into roaring flames that were traveling and jumping throughout my car. I had to run from the car and leave my wife behind, I didn't I get far enough from the car fast enough, before a huge explosion happened. The force pushing me with a force that I could not master. When I woke up, I realized that I was in the hospital and had suffered severe injuries. I had acquired 3rd degree burns more that 50% of my body. I also learned about my wife's death. I initially found that the death of my wife to be more devastating than my physical injuries. I was in the hospital for an entire year. But day by day the scars all over my body seemingly vowed to never to disappear. After one year period of time my life had become very lonely and empty for companionship and female company. Though I felt that I looked like a freak, I still took at chance, asking a woman out. But, I was turned down. My subconscious was taking over and I was becoming resentful at the rejection. I missed my life as a normal, attractive man. I had evolved to a monster and it was clear that I was no longer gonna be able to have my needs met. I was gonna have to take it. I was born a rich person. My parents were very wealthy and had left me without the need to ever worry about money ever in life. Once I was free from the hospital. I left the remnants of the life I had with my wife and I decided to buy a cabin in the middle of nowhere and spend some time there. The seclusion of the place and the cabin, seemed to have had a worrisome effect on me. One evening I happened to see a women hiking by self and she showed up to use the trail. I was watching her and it was clear that she hadn’t even realized the cabin was there. I stood there watching her and then she looked up, and saw me standing there. But, by then, it was too late, the stick I had in my hand reached out and struck a hard blow to her head. It had knocked her down and out. So, I carried her in the house took off her clothes and tied her to the bed. At first, when watching her, I didn't really want to hurt her. I was not sure what I was gonna do. She had came to consciousness and began screaming, “Don't hurt me please, don't hurt me.” She had blue eyes and blonde hair and ivory skin, I knew I really didn't want to hurt her. But, I was so frustrated and angry. I was unable to stop myself. The beautiful woman still tied to the bed was terrified, I had stood at the middle of the side of the bed not knowing who this woman or even if anyone would miss her. In my own mind, I had not come to terms what should I do with this woman. At this point I was not in control, not thinking, just doing. I thought to myself, I can’t just let her go. For in the back of my mind, I began to reason, I just kidnapped this woman, who ever she is, she could turn me in to the police. It had dawned on me how the woman was still terrified laying there crying. But still, looking at me like I was freak or the grim reaper. As I was looking down at the woman, I pondered bending over the woman to tell her I wasn't gonna hurt her to calm her down, but the next thing I know, she is screaming and yelling, “Get away from me you freak, leave me alone. Don't hurt me, let me go”. Without realizing what I had done to her, I grabbed the pillow from under her beautiful head and held it over her face till she stopped breathing. I needed to make sure whoever she is, that she is dead. So I waited a couple of hours, and then I would put on a pair of gloves and wrap her up in some plastic and throw her off the high cliff down into the river. I have only a little time left I needed to go into town for errands.