Dexter: The Bay Harbour Butcher

I can hear my heart beating, the audible rush of adrenaline as it courses through my veins. Tonight is the night. I've been waiting so long but the night has finally come; the night I unleash my dark passenger for another ride. Its been so long since I've last spread my wings - one month, five days and twelve hours.

Harrison was taking up most of my time. Absent babysitters and dead mothers. However tonight I'd luckily managed to arrange for Angel Batista's little sister to babysit for Harrison. She was good with kids so I knew he was in capable hands.

Now back to tonight. The warm dark air gently brushed against my face as I stalked down the road in my tight long-sleeved thermal shirt, cargo pants and my trusty gloves. I was almost invisible as I crept towards the house at the end of the road, under the careful guidance of Harry, my father, and my dark passenger.

The shadows kept me company as I shuffled around the house to the back door. I twisted the knob, it was locked. I dug into one of my many pockets in my cargo pants; this one containing my most useful tool, the lock pick.

Over the years I'd become adept at the careful wiggling of the bobby pin inside the lock, attempting to knock the right spot allowing me to unlock the door and slip in unnoticed. With a quiet click I was in. The overpowering smell of cigarettes and alcohol disorientated me for a second before I regained control. 

He was in the kitchen. Eddy Grubar. He is a sadistic serial rapist, accused of raping 34 women, but the jury didn't see it that way and at his trial he was found not guilty of all charges. I knew, I knew they'd gotten it wrong, that they let a guilty man back on the streets to rape vulnerable women again. I'd conducted my own, albeit, illegal investigation in which I uncovered his home away from home. The place he takes these women, to defile them. The police had never found it because they didn't look deep enough, once they'd had enough circumstantial evidence to take the case to court they ran with it. They wanted him off the streets as fast as possible but they left behind evidence that could've made the case airtight. He's out now, but not for long. I'm going to take him off of the streets permanently.

The bright light from the kitchen shone throughout the hallway. I ducked into an off-shoot of the hallway, the living room. The room was bare, it was as if he lived in a crack house. No homely comforts, just the bare essentials, a place to sit and table to rest your feet on. To the left of me was another door, this one was closed but it definitely led into the kitchen where Eddy was waiting to die. I walked up to the door and twisted the handle, pushing the door slightly ajar. He was there, the grease in his hair reflecting the light.

"You bastard, you're going to pay for this" I overheard Eddy Grubar say to someone on the other end of the phone as he hung up.

Eddy was walking away from me, this was the perfect opportunity. I whipped a syringe out of my pocket, it was preloaded with a dose of M99. In a couple swift seconds I was behind Eddy. I grabbed his neck, pulled it to the side and plunged the blue liquid into his neck. Within an instant he was non responsive and I was ready to take him away.

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I snapped an Ammonia capsule under his nose and he started to stir. "Time to wake up Eddy" I spoke in a cold dark tone as I slapped his cheek to make sure he was alert.

We were in his 'rape cave', the place where all those women were abused and the place where Eddy was going to meet his end. A fitting punishment for a foul human like him. The cave was a large derelict warehouse. It was rotting at the rafters, mold growing along the walls and central to the whole warehouse were two chains and a long fold-able table. The place Eddy's victims hung from as he fulfilled his sadistic desires.

Eddy was now hanging from those two same chains except with a twist, he was naked, wrapped from his shoulders down in plastic cling film and hanging from his feet. A single piece of duck tape covered his mouth, muting any attempts at screaming. Plastic sheeting covered the entire area, a necessity to stop pesky blood droplets from becoming evidence.

I tore the duck tape from Eddy's mouth and he winced in pain. 

"You fucking cunt, do you know who you're messing with?" He said.

Ignoring his powerless threats, I rolled open my tool set alongside some pictures on the long table. Inside were a lot of dangerous implements; a bone saw, a cleaver and a sharp gutting knife amongst others. The instrument I needed was a scalpel. I pulled it out of its slot and proceeded towards Eddy.

"Look!" I yelled as I grabbed his face. "These are your victims, the women you've hurt emotionally and mentally."

The pictures were propped up on the table, faces of all the 34 women he was accused and found not guilty of raping, but I knew better. Eddy shook his head and tried to pull away from my grasp but to no success. I clenched my hand even harder and brandished the scalpel. I placed the cold metal blade against his skin and slowly drew blood. Eddy screamed in pain and from the small cut I harvested blood placing a drop of it onto a glass slide. Then, I secured it down with a second glass slide and watched as the blood pooled outwards. His screams had quietened down to a brazen rushed breath.

I grabbed his head once more and dug my finger into his forehead. "This is what I do, I make people pay for their crimes." And with those last words I pulled a large shiny blade from my tools and thrust it deep into his chest cavity. Blood fills the confines of the cling film to its entirety. Gravity pulls it downward, splattering on the plastic sheeting.

I am Dexter, the Bay Harbour Butcher. My dark passenger stirs, he's happy again. But for how long?

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