[ He takes a moment, staring at the burgundy carpet floor. Interesting for Milton had lost its' significance long ago. Past experiences strongly imprinted yet he just continued one, just business as usual. ]
May 14th 1989...San Pablo, California. I was sent there undercover to investigate a series of murders. There had been reported events of cannibalism. Not just two- seven cases of some person devouring flesh. No one suspected who the murderer was. She was just a middle-aged florist running a shop just at the end of town.
'Seventeen bodies' she said. Seventeen bodies to acquire the power of Tantalus. Consuming blood and flesh from those bodies supposedly gave Ms. Clara Ganis the ability to control things with her own mind. Manipulating matter as if it were a mere afterthought. [ He smirks to himself. ]
June 7th-- My last encounter with Clara was at the back of her flower shop. I gave my body to her on a silver platter, starting with my right arm. She wanted to filet all of it right down to my bone. Like all of the other victims, she conducted her ritual with a butcher’s knife and a spoon. Clara starts with the knife, leaving her spoon neatly on top of the table on a folded handkerchief—she wanted to cut my tongue off. Needless to say we [ He swallows. ] I struggled.
And then she died. She had overdosed on hallucinogens. But right before my [ disdainfully ] back-up came, there was that spoon. It went untouched throughout the entire affair yet-! The top of the spoon was bent backwards at just 7 degrees.
Just another unexplained phenomena by some drug addict with a thirst for blood.
going to stick a warning/nsfw label here for the violent descriptions
May 14th 1989...San Pablo, California. I was sent there undercover to investigate a series of murders. There had been reported events of cannibalism. Not just two- seven cases of some person devouring flesh. No one suspected who the murderer was. She was just a middle-aged florist running a shop just at the end of town.
'Seventeen bodies' she said. Seventeen bodies to acquire the power of Tantalus. Consuming blood and flesh from those bodies supposedly gave Ms. Clara Ganis the ability to control things with her own mind. Manipulating matter as if it were a mere afterthought. [ He smirks to himself. ]
June 7th-- My last encounter with Clara was at the back of her flower shop. I gave my body to her on a silver platter, starting with my right arm. She wanted to filet all of it right down to my bone. Like all of the other victims, she conducted her ritual with a butcher’s knife and a spoon. Clara starts with the knife, leaving her spoon neatly on top of the table on a folded handkerchief—she wanted to cut my tongue off. Needless to say we [ He swallows. ] I struggled.
And then she died. She had overdosed on hallucinogens. But right before my [ disdainfully ] back-up came, there was that spoon. It went untouched throughout the entire affair yet-! The top of the spoon was bent backwards at just 7 degrees.
Just another unexplained phenomena by some drug addict with a thirst for blood.