White Painted Pebbles

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I dissected him. Smashed his stomach with a hammer and 3 nails. I had hammered into Jack's belly button with one nail and ripped out his stomach using the hole in his belly button. It was dripping with thick red blood. The thought of it makes me relax. Gives me happiness. Just thinking of it makes me laugh. But I wasn't finished yet. Oh no. I peeled the skin on his chest, tiny drops of blood were forming on top of the raw flesh. I grabbed my saw and pushed it into his warm chest. I sawed back and forth which ended up with my saw being soaked in blood. But finally. I could see it. The heart. The stupid little detectives are too stupid to find me so let's make it a bit more fun. I put the stone in the space where his heart should be. A stone I painted white. It was a clue for those stupid detectives who probably don't even have the right qualifications to become a detective. They won't find me easily. After all, I'm a psycho.