Well…
And that’s
all I’m going to say on the matter.
I have,
however, come to the conclusion that I am going to continue committing murder
regardless of whether some random woman who cannot be found in watching me. I
wondered the other day if maybe Heather had been the mystery woman and that was
why she was so quick to kill the PI before he revealed her identity. Perhaps
she had some vendetta against me (even though she’s the one who killed her husband
and I only helped clean up the body and it wasn’t until later that she learned
why I didn’t freak out upon seeing a corpse in her living room) and decided to
track me down and hurt me. So she stole my journals, had people figure out
where I went, and then called me to fully infiltrate my life.
And then I
remembered that while my life does have it’s outlandish and dramatic moments, I
do exist in some form of reality where supervillains and soap opera plots are
not commonplace, and thus, my theory was likely incorrect.
So there is
still some woman out there who knows more than she should about me and my family
but the decision I made this weekend (after discussing it with James and Casey,
of course, as they were significantly involved) that we’re going to continue
with business as usual and deal with the consequences as they present
themselves. Knowing my stalker isn’t with an official organization does bring
me some ease. It’s a lot easier to kill a civilian with a grudge than it is to murder
a federal agent and pray no one notices them missing.
To
celebrate our decision, the three of us went out on Halloween night to find a
few corpses to create.
Is it
considered “creation” is you’re taking away in order to turn it into something
else? Grammar is not my friend (is that even a Grammar question? Good lord!).
The point I’m
trying to make is that we went out to kill a few people because it’s Halloween and
we’re all about celebrating the holidays in my house. We went looking for adults
who were either partying or causing mischief as they should have known better.
Children trick or treating is a little different as they are young and
impressionable and if I could get their parents away from them, I might
consider it but it was easier to go after drunk adults who went outside a house
party to pee in a bush.
The bush
wasn’t even in the right backyard. This man went two houses over, walked into a
stranger’s front yard, and peed in their bush. He had to get his throat slashed
and his penis removed. It was a public service.
Casey
picked out a young woman we found stumbling out of a club that was filled with
people. How, I have no idea because I thought there were regulations in place.
We followed her for several blocks until she was well into the poorly lit
downtown underbelly and I let Casey hop out and do her thing. She came back
completely clean except for a drop of blood on her chin so I was very proud of
her clean up skills. I also made a joke about her being a vampire and she
looked me dead in the eyes and told me “it would make sense, wouldn’t it.” She
fits into our family dynamic so well.
Beyond that,
we’re all adjusting to life as we know it, trying to find a sense of normalcy
amidst the chaos of the year. I have a job interview at a bank later this week
so I’m hopeful that we truly can find our balance. I think we’ve earned it, don’t
you?
As always,
dear readers,
Stay Safe
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