I come back into my shed, after a hard day of being a lumberjack.
Or so it has seem to the world. Today I unravel. I become me again.
I've been preparing a kill today. The first kill since a long time.
I take off my jacket, throw it on the chair and walk into the bathroom. I take off my filthy clothes, put them in the laundry basket and take a shower.
It feels like I am cleansing myself from everything, leaving it all behind. After about 5 minutes, I turn off the shower and step out, looking at myself in the mirror.
In the corner of the mirror is a picture of Debra. I take it off and look closely at her. Every day that I have been apart from her, I have thought of her.
She haunts me, but it's time to leave my past behind.
Start over. I lay down Deb's photo on the side table next to the sink. I look at myself again and turn on the tap. I grab a razor and start shaving off the beard I've been saving. It feels good to become the old, but improved me.
As I shave off the final pieces of hair, I start noticing a few gray hairs.
I'm not at all surprised but I do find it... Interesting, to say the least. Finally I throw some water on my face and start getting dressed.
I got a new kill outfit, it is quite similar to my previous one, just in black and dark grey. Still got the leather, black gloves though. Unfortunately I no longer have access to M99, although I am working on getting some.
Tonight I will just have to use my arms.
I also got a new car, it's a pick-up, one you can close off, so it's perfect for transporting victims. And it worked well for my Lumberjack cover. The kill tonight will be simple. There is a man who is taking out his old High School classmates.
I recently discovered he was being bullied during his High School years.
This is clearly the reason why he is taking them out. But there is no justification for killing. Though I have lost everything, I still keep to the code. The only thing that remains. Harry has accompanied me over the many months.
There almost came a moment that I didn't need him anymore, but I fooled myself. Harry always kept me on the right path, and it may sound silly, but I will never truly be able to face life without him.
I grab my kit, which includes my set of knives, my apron, helmet, few pairs of latex gloves, long plastic sleeves, roll of garbage bags and my bone saw.
I also grab my keys from the coffee table and walk outside. It's a quiet night, everyone is out late, there is some big party that I wasn't invited to. Not that I mind, I have always been the odd one out. And it saves me the energy of coming up with a lie that I can't attend.
I step inside my car and drive off. See you soon, mister Thomson.
I'm happy to present a killer tale from Dexter Morgan. Enjoy.
Tonight's the night of change