“Please explain, in your own words, what happened on the
night on September first, twenty-fifty.”
“Well, after work, I was driving home when suddenly my
heart began beating, hard. At first I thought I was having a heart attack or
something. Heart disease runs in my family. After a few moments though, I got
this urge. This urge to find someone.”
He stopped speaking and shivered.
“I know it’s hard, but you need to tell us what happened.”
He swallowed. “To find a woman. And take her somewhere.”
He stopped.
“And?”
“And kill her.”
“What made you feel that way?”
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