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Confessions of a Dragon: Chapter 5

The Horror of It All:

So horrifying the events Freddie witnessed that he kept crying for a good five minutes, even in my arms and on my shoulder. A grown male human so tormented that he forgot that I am a dragon for that brief moment. Even after realizing who he was leaning on, he pulls back only a little bit.

"Lets backtrack a bit. Tell me what the killer looked like. Describe the uniform he wore. Anything else he had." I suggest to him. He sucked in a few sniffles and responds with a blank stare, "Well, the room was dark, only the dim light from the street lamps burning through the dirty windows high up along with the lanterns he laid out around Mary. I saw the glint of his badge hanging on his breast pocket. The shirt and pants dark gray, almost black with a lighter gray thin stripe going down the pants. A silver eagle patch on his left shoulder, showing he is from the Eagle City department. I tried to back out of the vent to get help but got stuck. With my bad back, I could not move much at all and my view was not all that good. I could along see from a low angle. But what I saw, I saw plenty."

He pauses once more, so I try to kick start his memory, "Anything else you can recall about him? Did he had anything else besides those lanterns?" I can see Freddie searching what to say next and recall, "He had a duffel type bag and one of those plastic ice chest box." I can sense Freddie about to break down again. "Take it easy. Be strong for Mary. I need to know everything you saw. Don't' stop now, do it for her... to catch her killer before he kills again. Don't let Mary die in vain."

Freddie regains his composure, putting on that blank expression again. He now relates the events of that fateful night, "Like I said before, that dirty cop took off all his clothes, taking his sweet time. He folded his uniform neatly and placed it into a plastic bag. I figure he didn't want any blood on it, that bastard. I can see Mary gagged but I can still hear her whimpering. I wanted to help so badly but was stuck in the vent. I could not back out and did not dare go forward. I would never made it near that bastard without him getting to his gun, which he kept nearby. All I could do was watch. I didn't want to but I just could not tear my eyes from the sight. That is when he... he..."

I try to speak but Freddie held his hand up. "I can do it. Give me a second." He cleared his head and takes a deep breath before restarting again "That slimy pig took a big knife from his bag. A bowie knife I think they are called. A big nasty thing. He used it to cut off the tatter clothes Mary had, torn by him in the struggles I'm sure. Mary started to really struggle and he got real angry. He threw the knife down and started to punch her like a punching bag. I thought it was my chance to rush him but he stopped and picked up the knife again before I could get out of the vent. She didn't dare move again after getting that beating, even when that creep sliced off her panties and bra. Then he... raped her. She did started to struggle but a punch to the kidneys eventually got her to still, barely moving. That fucking bastard took his time, raping her in both holes till he was satisfied. Well, not exactly satisfied. He took that knife, that fucking blade and started to cut her skin open while he... he came in her. Of course she scream as loud as she could through that gag and fought wildly. Didn't have much effect except making the raping bastard laugh as he split her open from chest all the way down. I was hoping he would slice his own dick but pulled out the blade just before he gone down that far. Then he did worse, much much worse."

I let Freddie take a breather. I fear what happened next was going to be gruesome but even knowing the witness saw something horrifying did not prepare me for this, "The sick bastard finished raping Mary and stood before her sliced flesh. He then plunge is hand inside her belly and pulled out her intestines. He used the knife to cut one end and then the other, taking out several feet of it. The sicko placed the cut flesh into a large plastic bag and sealed it. Mary was still alive since the cop knew how not to kill her right away. Though her fate already sealed and doomed to die. He held up the clear bag proudly so that Mary can see her own intestines in there. He proudly proclaims 'See this my dear? You know what I'm going to use it for? I am going to clean it out and use it for casings for my famous homemade sausages. Yeah, I am taking more of your fucking whore flesh and ground them up with my special spices. Then I am going to serve them to my fellow unsuspecting officers at the precinct. I call it my special pork sausages and they have no clue of what kind of pig meat I used. Yes, I had plenty of cookouts and my meats are very popular indeed. You filthy whore are nothing, worthless except meat for the slaughter. I am going to cut out your thigh and rump. They will make fine steaks. I saving most of it for myself, the choicest cuts I will eat.' The fucking cannibal was patting his belly as he told her this. So fucking sick. I can't believe what he was saying."

Freddie sighs with his head down. "Mary was going into shock, I can tell even from where I was hiding. He tormented her further, yelling insults while tossing that bloody bag into the ice chest. I can hear the crunchy sound as it landed on the ice inside of it. He grabbed a fresh bag and placed her freshly cut breasts in it. Then he goes to fillet her thighs and rump, adding those to separate bags as well. He tossed those with the other filled bags to the chest. More of her flesh he cut free and bagged as well including her weakly beating heart. He licked it just before dropping it into a new bag. He finally finished off by cutting out her uterus and vagina. He somehow got all those bags to fit inside that chest, arranging the items while whistling... while whistling like it was an everyday thing!"

I, myself, finds this news shocking. I hunted live prey before but never did this. Even in my war years, I done things I'm not proud of but this was beyond heinous. I gone into a "berserker mode" in desperate battles a few times and did horrible stuff just to survive it. But to willingly take a life like this is just sickening and disgusting. To eat eat your own kind, and doing it with such glee. Truly this guy much be stopped.... something I intend to do with all my might.

I let the witness settle down again. "what happened next?" Freddie looked me straight in my eyes, staring emotionless except for a single tear running down his face. "Well, he packed his stuff and cleaned himself off with towels and several bottles of water. The murdering fucker cut the rope holding Mary's lifeless husk and she comes crashing down. He tossed the bloody towels on top of her and got. Something smelling like kerosene he dowsed on her prone form. He dressed again in that uniform of his proudly. He gathered his stuff and lights the fuel and quickly left. I began to panic, tearing my clothes to get out of the vent. I thought I was going to burn along with the rest of the building. But the water sprinklers turned on. The water been cut off for years but I figure there must be some residual pressure left in the pipe. Enough to put out the flames anyway before it spread too far from Mary's body. I eventually got myself loose and got the hell out of there."

Freddie adds, "I known Mary for years and was forced to work as a prostitute as see can't find any decent work. She hated it and gets often abused by the Johns, her pimp, and even the cops. We hate the cops, always hassling us all the time. We avoid them the best we can. And if any of us homeless or prostitutes even get caught, we can expect a good beating... if we are lucky. Sometimes the prostitute can exchange sex for being released. Still usually get a beating anyway. Mary told me last month that she traded sex to get out of going to jail. In fact, she seemed rather pleased about it. She said it was her tickle out of this lifestyle. She never told me why but I assumed that maybe she found a rich boyfriend. I doubt that though. Then it hit me. She is blackmailing that cop and I bet it was the same one that killed her. I remember her showing off her new camera late last year. She could have used that to take revealing pictures. You gotta find that camera!"