Wasting a good body
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  • Reads 1,092
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 2h 5m
Complete, First published Jan 31, 2019
Mature
Ever since his childhood he's found that the urge to chop humans up is as strong as the urge to eat. 

Mark is a serial killer. His favourite hobby is to track down rapists and murders, then bring them back to his cabin in the wood by any means necessary. Chop them up and dispose of the parts so they're never seen of again. 

It's either that or dump the body's near water to wash it of evidence. 

But one snow covered night, when he travels down to the frozen lake to slide a body under the ice, he finds another body. In one piece and without a pulse. 

While still riding his high, he takes the frozen body back to his cutting room. After all, who would waste a good body?

This story is about Stockholm Syndrome and how it can develop in people kept in captivity. This was the easiest medium I could think of to explain what it's like to fall in love with the person who treats you like shit. I hope you can understand by the end.

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