HEY readers!!!! Hope u all are doing well!! i had this plot in my mind and something about it made me wanna develop it into a story..... it's the first chapter and it's quite short..... the story might sound boring and typical at the beginning but it gets really intersting from chapter 3.... so bear with me<3
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The night seemed very long and tedious to Detective Roger. With their current case in hand, he and his colleagues had been spending weeks in their office and had been working day and night like robots. Their basic needs had been facing serious denial, so a good night’s sleep in their cozy bedrooms had almost become a luxury that did not necessarily need to be fulfilled.
Wow! Some Cinderellas we are! The thought drew a sarcastic smile in Roger’s otherwise positive face.
He felt like the luckiest person on earth to get a break and be home for the night, but little did he know that his ability to sleep had deserted him through his office window.
He leaned towards his bedside table and turned on the lamplight. A faint light illuminated his poorly organized bedroom- heaps of files lopsided on a small table, undone laundry lying all over the floor, and some more paper works, brochures and newspapers scattered on the bedside tables. Well, he was a detective, not an interior designer! After solving the current case, may be he would get some cleaning done.
The current case…….
Completely giving up on his hope to have a satisfying nap, Roger rose from his bed and walked to his living room- or his ‘thinking room’ as he called it. After all, a diligent detective can hardly rest when a fresh homicidal case haunts to be solved. He drowned himself in his favorite faded couch as a series of thoughts tossed his head in turmoil.
Clearly, a serial killer is out loose….. Most definitely a male….. In only five month’s time, the London city had hopelessly lost three Catherines……...
Interrogation revealed that quite suddenly, from around mid February, the local police stations began to receive unusually frequent reports of lost pets. Sounds like the UNSUB (that is how detectives address an unidentified criminal) was getting himself some ‘practical lessons’ on the techniques of kidnapping, the local pets being his raw materials. He didn’t have to concentrate much on the techniques of killing may be. Killing is just a matter of beating or strangling or stabbing or raping……
As the calendar flipped to April, the UNSUB seemed to have gathered enough experience and confidence to get started officially......
He seems to hold a grudge against girls named Catherine, teenage girls to be more precise. Age parameter 15 to 17. But why? What does he get out of it? From what we have learned so far, serial killers are motivated in a number of ways.
Some serial killers suffer from mental illusions, sometimes believing they are compelled to murder by entities such as the Devil or God.
Some typically justify their acts as "ridding the world" of a certain type of person that they perceive as undesirable.
Some serial killer seeks thrills and derives pleasure and comfort from killing. Such killers are often said to have suffered a disturbed childhood.
Which category does our UNSUB belong to? It took three innocent lives to finally draw police attention to his horrendous activity. That in turn brought us detectives out in force. But it will be a disaster when the media finds out. Things might get horribly out of control. The media is to be kept out of this matter until we have sufficient information to satisfy the general mass…….
Roger was shaken out of his thoughts by the ringing phone. He gave a quick glance at the clock. 3:40 am. Fellow detective Carl was calling. He picked up the call with trembling hands and heard exactly what everybody had been dreading, “Roger, we have a fourth Catherine!”
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The Loophole
Mystery / ThrillerCatherine Peterson- her own existence had betrayingly turned against her. A serial killer is irrevocably after her life- just because of the name that she bears. But when the history steps into the present in disguise of a mystery, it is quite hard...
