He was a 23 year old student named Ernie. He walked by the coffee shop that I routinely did my work at. Every day I would see him walk past the storefront window. He was on the short side, pale, poor posture, a bit overweight. He always wore shirts he got off the internet that he probably thought were unimaginably witty. Sometimes I'd see him walking with girls who I assume went to school with him. He was a daring kid, as I routinely saw him touch these girls inappropriately in broad daylight. Little slaps on the behind, boob grabs, that sort of thing. Their reactions were polarizing. Either they'd giggle and blush, or slap him square in his decidedly hate-able face.
Kid rustled me off. New girl every week, retarded sense of fashion, no self-respect or shame. I just didn't like him.
I started following him home. First couple times I only went halfway, but soon I found myself walking past his apartment as he went inside. I learned from the kindly old landlady that he lived on the second floor. I also learned that he routinely played obnoxious J-pop incredibly loud at all hours, and that many a young girl had come to visit him in recent months. I went to his school a few times to observe him. He rarely showed up at his classes, opting to remain in the dining hall to play Team Fortress 2 on his laptop. His Steam name was "Loli_LordXX."
I finally decided that I didn't like this kid when, while following him home one day, I noticed that he diverted from his usual path home to stop by a local highschool. He had gone there to meet up with a 9th grage girl, who immediately jumped at him and hugged him around his neck. He walked her home, and I watched from an alley across from her front door as he went to try and facebattle her and she drew away. He tried again, first grabbing her shoulders this time, and she began making a bit too much noise. He released her forcefully and ran off, leaving her standing there in fear and confusion.
It didn't take me long to find him on Facebook and discover his e-mail address (which was
Loliking459@yahoo.com) which led me to several role-playing forums he was a regular poster on. He often roleplayed as some manner of anthropomorphic wolf thing that had a penchant for stealing young girls out of their homes, raping them in the woods, and dumping them back in their beds at night half dead and often still covered in assorted bodily fluids. I followed his psycho-sexual escapades across the internet until I became physically sick at one point when he described himself flaying the lower half of a young girl, penetrating her skinless anal cavity and vagina, forcing her to eat parts of her own skin, and then devouring her digestion system.
I posed as a local 14 year old girl one of his most active role playing forums and, over a month an a half period, got to know him. I learned through a bit of analysis that his disturbing tendencies were rooted in pent up sexual frustration as a teenager, an older brother that seemed to succeed in everything, around the clock access to pornographic material from a young age (his father didn't hide his goods very well, and they were not in any way mild material), and a set of parents who would rather bar hop late into the evening than spend time with their children.
We planned to meet up at my house. I gave him the address of the house of a friend who had gone on vacation to North Carolina for a week. He had asked me to house-sit for the week so I had the keys. I set up the basement for my purposes. I padded the walls with a great amount of couch cushions and pillows that I had collected from other parts of the house and my own dwelling. I put down three layers of carpeting on the floor, and the rest of the necessary materials I scattered across the carpets.
So anyway I--Wait we are talking about people we've murdered right?
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