life through death

– It will happen in your office later today before your premiere Horace P Krouch Esquire

– The wealthy will be headed to Broadway – The huddled friggin masses carpooling to movie theaters or staying at home to watch – A worldwide audience lining up to see you in your office – Something unique – Beyond their wildest dreams – Worth every penny

– Oh how I love a Broadway show

– It will all happen like this – According to my script

– You will be busy attending to your true love – Your ankles already tied to the chair – Breathing heavily – Not yet struggling and gasping – Just anticipating the pleasure

– There will be a knock on the door – Right on schedule – Oh but not the female service you are expecting

– I will be the one waiting at the door – Dressed as Destiny Blande – Understudy for the role of the Satin Strangler – The rest of the world would kill for my view – My front row ticket – Priceless

– One minute you will call out

– You will tie your wrists – Twist the satin stocking around your neck – Setting yourself up as such easy prey – Doing most of the work yourself – Your face turning pink like the pig you are – Almost ready for the Broadway show – Thinking you still have a couple of hours before the camera starts rolling

– Come in you will call out – Thinking you are ready for the visitor

– But you are so surprised when I enter – Not who you expected at all – Oh so disappointed – So friggin disappointed – You are already straining to breathe – Steaming your glasses – The stocking around your neck – Perhaps a little too tight this time

– Your intended guest will be happy with the money I paid her downstairs – Money not to strangle you again but to end her workday early

– It will be impossible for you to escape now – Oh do not be mistaken – You will struggle your best – It will be more fun for me that way – But with only a little tug on the satin stocking I can leave you unconscious

– Just seconds from death

– This will be the game we play until our star arrives – The strangulation game – My little tug – Your glimpse at eternal rest – And so on – This will keep you subdued – Keep me enthralled – Until the next knock at the door

– The star will promptly arrive a few minutes before the curtains open on Broadway – Destiny Blande – I will call for her to enter as I hide for a moment

– There you are most eligible bachelorette – You will stop in the doorway on your way in my dear – Is this what you expected when I summoned you – When I told you the lawyer was ready to make a deal – To make amends for all the backstabbing – For the death of your father

– Will you be pleased or alarmed at first Destiny Blande – By the sight of your lawyer – Will you be ready to complete your metamorphosis to the Satin Strangler – To escape from your cocoon and spread your wings

– The lawyer ruined the life of Destiny Blande – Your former life – That was not enough – So he stole your money – But that was not enough – So he mocked your father – Drove him to his death – Will that be enough – Enough for you to kill – That he killed your father – I think it will – Do away with the lawyer now – Finish his fantasy and start your own

– A penny for your thoughts Horace P Krouch Esquire – This is what you wanted – What you asked for – But you will be in a panic when you see Destiny Blande enter – You will struggle in vain to get free – Every movement only tightening the stocking – Ever more ready for the Satin Strangler – Killing you now will hardly be a challenge – It will not take long

– Your death will be the next chapter in the story lawyer – A story that you and Destiny Blande have tried to steal from me – The story of the Satin Strangler – My Satin Strangler – My creation – MINE

– The story to this point is only fiction – I created the Satin Strangler – Not for you friggin Destiny Blande – The media gave you that title – But today you will have to accept it or deny it for good – There is no longer anything in between

– Kill him Destiny Blande – Become the Satin Strangler – It will be so easy – Just a little tug on the stocking around his neck – One step closer – Yes – You want to kill him – You forfeited your past – But you can choose your future – Make the Satin Strangler your future – Breathe life into my Creation

– Inches away from the suffocating lawyer – Will you kill him – Or will you again deny the Satin Strangler

– A choice for you – After today there will be no Destiny Blande – The Satin Strangler must live on – She can live on in you – Or she will live on in me – Either way Destiny Blande will not walk away today

– I will close the door behind you – Fasten the dead bolt and keep the key – You turn and behold me – We will stand as mirrors of each other – The Creator and keeper of The Creation – The lawyer will die tonight – The Satin Strangler will survive – One of us will leave with the title – Will it be you or me

– You will want to kill the lawyer – You will have to do it – KILL HIM

– It will be time to pull the stocking tighter around his neck – What a sensation – The surge of power – To feel the life leave your victim – That is something we want to feel – All of us – I know you will want the same Destiny Blande – You will want to feel the surge as the lawyer is strangled

– It will take only a few moments for one of us to kill him – Me or you – It will no longer matter – We will be one – The Satin Strangler – Just a pull on the stockings

– The surge – The ecstasy

– He will stop moving – He will be dead

– The lights back in the Broadway theater will flicker – Time for the fat old men at the bar to finish their scotch – Time to put down the souvenir programs – Time for the show to begin

– The theater will darken – The curtain will open to reveal an enormous television screen – High def icon of gluttony – The perfect venue to show the final act of self-indulgence by the world famous Horace P Krouch Esquire

– The camera is already poised – Ready to stream video from the office to the theater – When the show begins the audience will not know what to do – New York theater regulars will say Broadway keeps pushing the envelope – The death imagery in the first scene was brilliant they will tell their friends – Amazing how they could make that lawyer look so dead – Hail Leopold The Great

– After killing the lawyer we will decide who will live on as the Satin Strangler – Will it be the one who used to be Destiny Blande – Or the one who used to be Barabbas – The media’s leading lady or her understudy – Destiny Blande will not leave this room – Barabbas will not leave this room – Only the Satin Strangler will remain – One more death will breathe life into my Creation

– I will reveal the knife that will carve away all but the Satin Strangler – The knife that will carve her free from us – The handle toward you and the blade toward my chest – You will feel the handle – You will grasp it – You will have to decide

– Take the knife – Do what you need to do – The Satin Strangler has killed the lawyer – The first true victim – But the Satin Strangler must kill again to stay alive – Kill Barabbas and give the Satin Strangler to the friggin masses

– One will go free – One will have to die – The Creator or the Creation

– The lawyer and Destiny Blande and Barabbas will die in this way – The Satin Strangler will live on – The metamorphosis will be complete


– Barabbas

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look alike

– They adore you Destiny Blande – They worship you – Wish they could be the most eligible bachelorette – Most enviable killer – Champion of women – Crusader of justice

– They follow your lead – Imitate the Destiny Blande hairstyle and fashions – They wait on your every inspiration – Men fantasize about you – Even dress up their girlfriends to look like you – Pay for look alikes to be you – IMITATIONS – SUBSTITUTES – Anything to be closer to the real thing – Anything to experience the Satin Strangler

– The women at the look alike service stare at me – Their faces ask if this man really wants to look like Destiny Blande – Do they have blouses in my size – She waits for me to say I was just kidding

– But I am not kidding – My knife can slash her wide open in seconds – Connect that crooked smile to the bottom of her neck – Would she be smiling then – Would she – No I am not joking – I am not here for amusement – If I wanted her opinion I would slash it out of her

– Will you fight me for the Satin Strangler title Destiny Blande – You know nothing of murder – You yearned to become something of worth – And there it was – The Satin Strangler – Yours for the taking – But too high of an aspiration for you – Too close to the sun for Icarus – Too much for you Destiny Blande – But they opened the door – The media gave you the honor – The media gave the prize to a stupid friggin girl

– Is this what the Satin Strangler has become – Wigs and costumes – Is the title open again for anyone to take – NO – Only the deserving shall be adorned – Who will take the title – If you do not want it then I will take it as my own – Will it be me or you Destiny Blande – Who will live on as the Satin Strangler

– A little twist on the wig and the locks fall into position – Some makeup from the hideous monster crooked teeth sales girl should do the trick – The black dress is just big enough – A little fluffy but does it matter – Now the stockings – A matching set – For strangling – Squeezing the life out of a victim – You have no idea about that Destiny Blande – KILLING – You will soon – One way or another – I promise you


– Barabbas

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the cain abrams show

– I am in the audience of the Cain Abrams talk show – Just feet away from you Destiny Blande

– There you are joking with Mister Cain Abrams while we all wait for the show to start – Will this be the day you admit to the Satin Strangler murders – Will you or will you not assume the role of the chosen one – We all want to know

– You have been squandering the creation – Desecrating the Satin Strangler – You have ignored me – You act like I do not exist – But you are the one who does not exist Destiny Blande – Destiny Blande no longer exists without the Satin Strangler – My Satin Strangler

– We all have to shut up – Shut the friggin hell up – We are just the audience – We are nothing – NOTHING – The applause sign controls us like marionettes

– The girl holding cue cards wants to be you – To be the most eligible bachelorette – She does her little tasks around the set – All for someone else – If only she could have been the Satin Strangler – But the media did not select her to play that role – Did they – She just holds words in the air

– You are looking beautiful today Destiny Blande – Everyone in the audience is mesmerized – All of the Satin Strangler fans – They have been herded like sheep into the studio

– You are everything I pictured the Satin Strangler to be – Everything except willing to take on the title – You must decide – Will you be the Satin Strangler – Or will you step away and leave the title for another – Dancing in the middle ruins everything

– I am in the second row – Just a little more than a knife length from you

– Do you know that I am here Destiny Blande – You refused to answer me – Did you think that I would not find you – Did you think that I would not track you down – Dare you try to outsmart me – Dare you scorn your Lord

– Mister Cain Abrams is sitting pretty – Perfect hair – Perfect teeth – He is ready for the cameras – Ready to speak to you – But he has no right to – He is not invested in this – He has not given his soul for the Satin Strangler – You smile and answer his questions – The questions that his writers prepared for him – How much does he know about you – A fraction of what I know

– Why have you decided to break your silence Destiny Blande – To do your first television appearance since the trial – This is the first question that Cain Abrams reads off the cue card – This is what everyone wants to know

– You say you are tired of watching so many others tell your story – The media scum and their devices – Those are not your words but they are your meaning – And the Broadway premiere is scheduled to happen without you – Despite you – To spite you – The lawyer will make more money – Everyone will be rich – Everyone but you – And me – But you do not mention me – And I do not want the money

– You say you will set the record straight – You will tell your own story

– To tell the story of Destiny Blande or the story of the Satin Strangler the brain dead host asks – Which story will you tell – He is off the script for a second – In treacherous waters – The girl with the cue cards looks nervous

– You smile and look out into the mesmerized pathetic drooling faces of the audience – Maybe a little of both you say – You are taking bids to tell your story – The auction starts today – Let the bidding begin

– Fox television has offered you a reality show – How many million for that – You do not say – The movie rights will dwarf that friggin number anyway

– How much money will you make Destiny Blande – All these television and movie deals – Everything you have stolen from the Satin Strangler – STOLEN – Do you wake up at night and wonder who the creator was – Do you ever wonder at all – Does it even matter to you

– When I am awake at night I think of you – Sometimes you are Destiny Blande in my dreams – Sometimes you are the Satin Strangler – The Satin Strangler is my fantasy but Destiny Blande is my nightmare

– Which one will you be – Destiny Blande or the Satin Strangler – Without her creator you would be nothing more than Destiny Blande – No book deals – No movie deals – No future – NOTHING

– Will you claim the story as yours – You are not its creator – The Satin Strangler story started long before you came along – The script was there before fate selected you as the star

– When the Satin Strangler was anyone Destiny Blande was no one – But now they all adore you – They think you are everything – Not as Destiny Blande but as the Satin Strangler

– I want to carve away what is Destiny Blande and leave behind only the Satin Strangler – My blade is sharp – Scars on my palms and soles are proof – Trust me

– Destiny Blande is a parasite attached to the Satin Strangler – She needs to be exterminated – But her grasp is too tight – If I try to remove Destiny Blande now the Satin Strangler will perish – I cannot endanger the Satin Strangler – Only cleanse her – Restore her purest state – The way I always envisioned

– Did you look at me just now Destiny Blande – Yes I am here for you – In the audience – I have been watching – I have been writing to you and waiting for an answer – I will wait no more – You owe me more respect

– Brain Dead Abrams searches for a question – He asks what you look for in a man – Then he giggles like a friggin school girl – He mocks the Satin Strangler but you answer anyway – Someone who is willing to give everything for you – Someone who will put his neck out – The audience laughs – Everyone is so friggin funny

– The knife along my leg is beckoning – Taunting me – But I will have to resist the urge today – Your Lord has better plans for you Destiny Blande – Better plans for the next chapter of the Satin Strangler story

– If you will be the Satin Strangler then have it all – The fame and the riches – But if you only plan to steal from the Satin Strangler as Destiny Blande then prepare to die


– Barabbas

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i see you

– You need better locks on your office Horace P Krouch Esquire – They are hardly a challenge for me – What would you do if you saw me in your office – What could you do – NOTHING

– So much blue – EVERYWHERE – Yale diplomas – Yale prints and portraits – Yale coffee table books – Yale chairs and tapestries – Pen and pencil sets – Business card holders – Paper weights – Yale Yale Yale

– Faded photographs of you with your parents – Faded photographs with friends – Where did they all go – Only one recent photograph – You and Destiny Blande – The girl who could be the Satin Strangler – Why does that photograph stands in the spouse position on your desk

– Your desk drawers were unlocked – Except for one – Why that one – I wonder what is inside – What would be too intimate to share with your uninvited visitors

– File cabinets line the walk in closet – An entire cabinet dedicated to the Destiny Blande case – I have been reading – Stacks of articles about Destiny Blande – Most of them tell the story that she has stolen – STOLEN – The story of the Satin Strangler – You have countless photographs of Destiny Blande – You are the president of her fan club – Another disappointing Yale president

– You were smiling like a happy pig in the framed photograph with Destiny Blande – Do you love the fake serial killer girl – Ah no – You are your only true love – Not even most eligible bachelorette Destiny Blande could win over the love of the narcissist – But you want her – Oh how you want her

– I know where you are and how long you will be there – I always know where you are – But today you surprise me – Noise at the front door – You returned quickly – Why so rushed – I stay in the file room and watch through the slots in the door – A fragmented view – You are alone – An easy target – The knife strapped to my thigh is ready

– But you do not open the file room door – Instead you take something from your briefcase – Photos of Destiny Blande – From newspapers and magazines and websites – Photos of the would be Satin Strangler – You check your watch and look at the front door – Are you expecting a visitor – You neatly arrange the photographs across your desk – Your prize possessions

– There is a knock on the front door – One minute you call out – You get undressed – Naked in your office in the middle of the day – Hard at work – Hard at work – You unlock your secret drawer and remove black satin stockings – Piles of them – Tie the stockings around your wrists and ankles – Tightly so your skin turns blue – You check your handiwork and smile with satisfaction – Tie your ankles to the chair with many knots – You have issues Horace P Krouch Esquire – Yale Law Review full view

– Come in now you call out – You swing your bound wrists up and twist the stockings around your neck – So fast – All of this in a minute or two – You have done this before – Many times before – There is now no way to escape without choking yourself

– Your visitor enters – A young woman in a wig and a long coat – Destiny Blande in appearance but yet not Destiny Blande – She is not alarmed at the sight of you – She too has done this before – Many times before – Her clothes drop to the floor until she is left in black satin lingerie – She is here to play out your fantasy

– She straddles you and stretches your arms – It takes so little effort – Your strained breaths whistle as though through a straw – With crackles and gurgles and saliva running down your chin – Then the sounds stop and the color changes in your face – Pink to red to blue – Yale blue – To match the room decorations – It only takes a few moments – You are unconscious – DYING – Pathetic and repulsive

– Your visitor dresses while you lay still – Will she leave you to die – She checks her watch – Takes her time – She stuffs an envelop from the desk into her coat pocket – Probably good pay for a few minutes of work – She cuts the stocking from your neck with scissors – Then leaves before you regain consciousness

– What a chamber of dark secrets your office has been – What if the good old boys at Yale could see what you do in your spare time – What would they say – Maybe we will soon find out – You are boring on the surface – But so deviant on the inside – Hidden secrets waiting to be told

– How easily could I run my knife through your heart right now – But I will be patient – Enjoy this moment – We will be together again soon enough

– I leave as you take your first gasp of air


– Barabbas

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book signing

– You are at Barnes and Noble – Dishonorable Horace P Krouch Esquire – Lawyer author – You will be signing your book – If She Did It – Fiction you say – Satin Strangler fiction – First day on the shelves – But not even on the shelves – In oversized bins lining the entrance walkway – No time to put them on shelves

– Your life is too pathetic to write your own friggin autobiography – You have to desecrate the story of the Satin Strangler – Make a mockery of the legend through your fictionalized Destiny Blande character – FICTION – The Satin Strangler – FICTION – I want to wretch

– You will be rich beyond your wettest dreams – Smiles and signatures – They cheered your court conquests – Now they hang on your every word – Worshipers lined up along the streets – Sea View is bursting at the seams – Where have they all come from – And why – All the beloved – But beloved not of you – Do not fool yourself – These are the mesmerized rank and file of the Satin Strangler minions – You have stolen them from their rightful owner to make a mockery of her legend – To turn her into fiction – FICTION

– Eighteen people and then me – Back up back up – A security guard stares down the crowd – He tries to keep them from you – Chubby tough guy – Flashlight in a holster – Feigning power but wielding none – They all must move back – Or what – Maybe he will shine his light in their faces – Everyone on line will get their turn

– Zit girl at the cash register watches you – She sweeps book after book across the bar code sensor – Credit card after credit card – Twenty dollar bill after twenty dollar bill – All for you

– Fourteen until me – I have lived on this line for over two hours – Suffering the mindless banter of the masses – Beach plans and sports teams and favorite songs – Idle chatter to make a head explode – Now they are nothing but giddy – They know they will meet the famous lawyer author soon – They smile and wave and chuckle to each other like school children on a field trip

– The family in the front of the line stops to take a photo with you – Not just one camera – Everyone in the family has to take a photo – The balding dad and the fat mother and their three freakishly misshapen children – You smile with them Horace P Krouch Esquire – Tough luck the others will have to wait extra time – The security guard waits to let the next set of admirers near you for a few seconds – Reaches for his flashlight in case there is trouble

– My turn is coming – The knife dangling from the holster on my thigh seems heavier – Will today be the day when I make my sacrifice at the altar of the Satin Strangler

– Flashes – From where – From behind me – Rapid fire flashes – The New York Times photographer has come all the way from the big city – NBC races right behind them through the store entrance with video cameras rolling – Everyone in line fixes their hair – SYNCHRONIZED – They need to look pretty on television – The excitement reaches a crescendo – They all hope to star on the news tonight – Smile and wave – They will say hi mom I have been waiting over two hours to buy a book and get an autograph

– I turn so the knife on my thigh is away from the cameras – The world will see it only when I am ready to make the sacrifice – The pig is ready for the slaughter – Just a few feet away

– The cameras lock in on the blonde at the microphone – The human line severs momentarily to allow the reporter and crew through – Security boy flexes his chest and biceps to ripple his chub – Is he ready for a sacrifice today – No he is only posing – Tightens his jaw – The show is on

– The cameras are rolling – The manikin reporter asks why you wrote the book – How you know so much about the murder details – Is Daphne Blain really Destiny Blande – Did Destiny Blande really commit the murders – Did she ever admit to committing the crimes – Were the two of you really lovers – LOVERS – Now there is your fiction

– The reporter brushes blonde from her face – She turns slightly to the right then slightly to the left – Which side is more photogenic – Mirror mirror on the wall – She cares nothing about the facts of the Satin Strangler – The world would be a better place without her blonde dye

– This is my chance to correct the story – I grasp the handle of the knife along my thigh and step forward

– The store manager hands out a series of pre-signed books for the cameras – As though this will pacify us – He points us to the zit girl pushing books along the scanner at the cash register – He thanks us for coming – Mister Krouch has to get to the television studio for an appearance

– But I just want to have a few words with him – Just a few words – A eulogy after I slit the throat of the friggin pig lawyer

– I will have to wait for another day – But I am patient – I must be patient


– Barabbas

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sick of you destiny blande

– You have seen my blogs Destiny Blande – Each and every day – I write them for you and post them here – Are you too busy basking in the glory of the Satin Strangler – Do you not value the seed of your fame – The Lord of your future – Will you feign the blinding of your eyes – The deafening of your ears to me

– We have seen enough of Destiny Blande – We have all been watching – All Destiny all the time – We can all recite your story – Blah blah blah

– Who were you before stealing the title of the Satin Strangler – NOBODY – Just a girl – You were just any friggin girl – Sugar and spice and everything nice

– Now you can build upon the story of the Satin Strangler – But you dare to throw it away

– Like Peter the Rock you stood before the authorities – They said you were the Satin Strangler – That you killed Grant Leighton – But you denied the accusation – They again said you were the Satin Strangler – That you killed Edgar Stahl – But you denied the accusation again – You said you knew not of the Satin Strangler – What will you say the third time they call you the Satin Strangler – Will you deny the accusation again – Will the cock crow a third time

– Why would you deny the gift of the Satin Strangler

– I gave you a chance – I gave you everything

– How did it feel to kill your first victim – To lure him in with a whisper – To have your way with him – To wrap your stockings around his neck and tease him – Tighter – Tighter – Seeing the look on his face change – From ecstasy to dread – From living to dead – To feel the last wisps of air pass through his throat as you the surge of energy took hold of you

– You have no idea how it felt – To kill the first or the 10^th or the 80^th victim – So you denied everything – All you had to do was passively receive the faith of the masses – They believe in you – They all believe that you are THE ONE – You have been acquitted but the world still believes you are the Satin Strangler

– It should all be perfect now – But you will throw it away – You will let the story of the Satin Strangler die in you – But there is far too much to gain – Too much invested to throw it all away

– The next chapters in the story of the Satin Strangler are yet to be written – But you choose to blow it all – You fool yourself into thinking the story is about you Destiny Blande – But this is not your story

– We could have been so successful together – With my brilliance and your good fortune – My creative flare and your ability to be in the right place at the right time – But now our goals are in direct opposition – My desire to keep the Satin Strangler alive – Your yearning to bury her in the past – Will that be your first kill – The death of the Satin Strangler

– My desired outcome and yours are incompatible – They will not coexist in this world


– Barabbas

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to destiny blande

– A blog just for you Destiny Blande – Time for you to respond

– You continue to live through her – The greatest creation of the last century – The Satin Strangler – Killer of men – Champion of women

– She was to be perfect – Designed from a history of predecessors – Perfection of form and function – Held up on a pedestal for the rest of the world – No blood – Far too beautiful for blood – No guns or knives – She would want to squeeze the life from her victims – To feel the transfer of life – To strangle them – Only strangling would do

– She would become the Satin Strangler

– She would be elegant and seductive on the outside – But all venom on the inside – She would lure her victims in – Then lure the world in – The Siren singing – The hostess of Hades – So beautiful in my mind

– Then you came along Destiny Blande – The hometown girl – An unexpected killer – The sweetheart accused of the horror the horror – Seemingly nonthreatening until the strike – Seductive and deadly – Like your praying mantis – Better than I could have hoped – You knew your role – Keep silent and let the story be told – Let the media weave you into the legend – PERFECT – Now your name and the Satin Strangler are forever one

– The story has been written perfectly so far – But what is the next chapter – What will you do next as the Satin Strangler – There is no turning back – You must realize that

– I am here for you – Imagine how I can help you now – We should combine forces – Should we elevate the online body count – Or is it time to collect the spoils – Either works for me – You can write the next chapter – I will follow your lead this time – Then the climax will be ours

– Where shall we meet my dear – Where will the next chapter begin


– Barabbas

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the famous lawyer

– You are lurking through the darkness Horace P Krouch Esquire – For the third straight night – What is so important that it brings you back to New York City from your case in Sea View

– You conceal your face but your large frame is easy to follow among the emaciated shadows lurking the night – Where are you going so late – Why are you moving so fast – What is in the bag – So many questions – You are an enigma

– Families and tourists are long asleep in the Big Grapple – All but the 24 hour stores are closed – The tour vans and Hudson cruise ships are all tucked away – But I want to follow you – I need to know more about you – What outcome will you get in this case – Guilty locks the Satin Strangler and Destiny Blande together in a cell – Not guilty unfetters their bond – Lets the Satin Strangler loose again to thrive – Which will it be

– New York City is littered with stragglers now – The homeless staking their claim for the night – Drunken students deciding between one more bar and a long subway ride home – Gypsy cabbies and hookers hoping for one last fare

– You mixed in with the crowds earlier – The lawyer with the briefcase – In a business suit you looked the part – Serious and meticulous and ever so important – How do you look now Horace P Krouch Esquire – In your faded jeans and sweatshirt and baseball cap – Camouflage to fit in with the rabble of the wee hours – You are one of them now – The tired the poor the huddled masses lurking in the shroud of night

– Where are you going – What could be so important at 4 in the morning – What could make you stray so far from your upper east side security to the untamed streets of the Village – You look over your shoulder – Again and again – What is it that you are looking for – What are you afraid of – Not me – I have followed you the whole way and you have not even noticed me – You break my heart sometimes – Are you afraid of the cameras – The paparazzi – Are you afraid of becoming breaking news

– The streets are darker here – We must be getting closer to your destination – How right I am – You walk down a staircase from the street to a basement door – No lights – No signs – Just a door in the shadows – Three knocks – A pause – Three more knocks – You look back over each shoulder – Are they getting closer now – The voices you hear – The demons you fear – Do they know where you are and what you plan to do – The door opens – A face recognizes you – Looks in both directions then lets you in

– I sit on a bench and wait – Other men follow you inside – One more every few minutes – They each look over their shoulders – Knock on the door the same way – Those leaving the dark doorway walk with their heads hanging a little lower – What are you all doing on the other side of that door as the rest of the world sleeps – What are you doing in there Horace P Krouch Esquire


– Barabbas

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your arrest

– All stations interrupt their regularly scheduled garbage to announce that the Satin Strangler has been arrested – The murderer of at least 40 victims – Maybe more than 50 – It depends on the station and the anchorman oration – The media tripled the body count in two weeks – 12 murders were not enough – Triple the body count triple the ratings – Triple the body count triple the viewer salivation – We want more – More victims and more stories – Gruesomes and gories – By tomorrow the count will be higher – Quadruple the ratings

– The Sea View police station is buzzing on the live feed – News vans and noose fans – They are gathered here today to marry together legend and reality – The Satin Strangler and the girl behind the story

– The population of this Lazarus town has exploded in an hour – 4AM and the rubbernecking media junkies are lining up as the ensemble cast of Act One – They pantomime behind reporters while pressing their cell phones against their fat friggin faces – Honey can you see me – I am mindless and worthless and nonetheless on TV

– A line forms near the entrance – Lemming lawyers drag briefcases and flash business cards – Glory seekers lining up to read for the part of Defense Attorney – Who will get the career breaking case – Best lawyer in a supporting role – Fictionalized nonfiction – Will it be any of them – They twist and fidget like serpents in a terrarium at the reptile house

– Police sirens mark the arrival of an impromptu patrol car parade – Maybe every blue uniform in the county – They march past the reporters – No comment – No comment – One might be the next Mark Furman but never mind if that means nothing to you today – Flickers of fame – Fifteen minutes – Furman is yesterday

– A white haired man in a gray suit is next – Mayor Mayfield the reporters call out while tripping over each other to get to him – May May the crowd chants – MAY MAY – They seem to love this man that national viewers have yet to meet – Microphones engulf him – He pivots to show his best profile – Caked up television makeup cracks on his neck – He pulls squarer than square glasses from a crooked nose and practices his smile – Once – Twice – Now the reporters will get their friggin comment – Blah blah blah

– But they are all the supporting cast – You are the star my dear – The diva in the making – The glorious object of our affections – The one to play the part of the Satin Strangler

– We crave every last detail about Destiny Blande – We will want to know everything – Where did you grow up – Were you the wild one or the quiet one – Will they say how could the girl we know do such a thing – Neighbors should say quiet girl who kept to herself – Your friends and coworkers should say I never would have suspected – Blah blah blah

– Did your parents love you or beat you – Will they cry on the air – Will they defend you until the end – Or will they apologize to the world for creating a monster – Where did you go to school – Who were your friends – Who did you date – Who did you love and hate – What did they do to you – Those awful boys – What did they do to make the girl want to kill them all – Friggin kill them all – You would kill every last one of them – And that is why we love you so

– You have been anointed the chosen one Destiny Blande – Your life will never be the same – You are now the media extravaganza formerly known as Destiny Blande – Are you worthy to be the chosen one – The police think you are – Will the jury think so – But who cares – It only matters what the media thinks – Will your story be good enough – They will fuel the fire of our desire – Why do you strangle men – How could such a dainty girl be strong enough to kill a man – Let alone more than 50 men

– Yesterday we knew nothing of you Destiny Blande – Today you are the Satin Strangler – Today you become front page news


– Barabbas

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come out come out wherever you are

– A disappearance in Sea View – More than 20 victims for you Satin Strangler – Where is Edgar Stahl – Where is the missing demolition man – Peek a boo – But does it really matter – Not even a body yet but the media gives you the credit – They could not resist adding a little seduction to the story – How could a woman strangle men without having sex with them first – Sex sells – It gets the reporters hot and bothered – The media thrives on you Satin Strangler – They know we want more – The huddled horrid masses are insatiable – We are serial killer junkies – We want you surging through our veins – Le femme fatale – The Satin Strangler

– You are what is released when all of our inhibitions are cast away – You are what waits inside each of us – Every single one of us the devil inside

– The media parcels you out in news clips and special reports – Your body count escalates daily – Faster than anyone could kill – Faster than the friggin idiot reporters can count

– The Satin Strangler was conceived – But she needed the media to thrive – The media machine is doing its part – Forcing their version of reality into the minds of the public – Our perception is 1% reality and 99% media fabrication – We ingest television – We inhale magazines and newspapers – Internet feeds and podcasts course through our veins – These are our sustenance – These are our windows to the world – The portals into each of us – Until there is no difference seen when looking out or looking in

– Who was Kenneth Bianchi before the Hillside Strangler – Who was David Berkowitz before The Son of Sam – Before the media promoted their infamous counterparts – They were awaiting their birth as media stars – Human monsters make media megastars – Kenneth and David surpassed their predecessors in just a few hours – WHY – Because they killed in the age of television – They set the stage for Ted Bundy and Jeffrey Dahmer – Ted and Jeffrey – The greatest marketing successes of the 1900s

– But now it takes seconds – Just seconds – The internet is an amazing serial killer marketing tool – The Satin Strangler is everywhere – She owns the airways – All Satin all the time

– Yes from the media who brought you Son of Sam please extend a warm welcome to the Satin Strangler

– The media has determined every presidential election since Kennedy beat Nixon – The media paved the way for Ronald Reagan to star in the role of president – Where does fiction stop and nonfiction begin – Was there a moon landing – Are we sure – Were we there – Where did we see it – On friggin television

– An individual can only see so much of the world during a lifetime – Connect the dots between a home a job a grocery store and a gas station – Nothing more – How can we be sure about anything beyond our personal experience – We each hold just a few pieces of the jigsaw puzzle

– All we are is because of our televisions – All we will be is because of the internet – Information has passed from the telegraph to the telephone to the television to the computer to the iPhone – The I friggin phone – From days to hours to seconds to nano friggin seconds in one century of innovation – Our senses are pounded by constant stimulation – We sink further and further into the cushions of our living room furniture – Assured that our lives will be passed to us through an electronic box or a handheld device – We are a destination for a download – We are only the target for blogs and RSS feeds and tweets – Where do we want to go today – NOWHERE – There is no need

– We have a morbid fascination with the body count – When the media asks if Ted Bundy killed 20 or 40 we all want it to be 40 – Out loud we say no – Inside we know the truth – We condemn killing in modern society – But we yearn for the body count to be higher – We want to be impressed – We want to say wow with the TV clicker in hand – We no longer slow down for breaking news about gun sprees unless a record is being broken – We are numb to it all – Mundane murders are everywhere – We want something more – A new chapter in the Guinness Book – And there you are – The answer to our dreams – Amen and halleluiah and praise the friggin lord – The Satin Strangler – AAAAAAH – Finally a supersized murder spree to quench our thirst – Gulp gulp gulp

– What is your true identity Satin Strangler – We wait for you to emerge through the parting curtain and walk down the red carpet – The clock is ticking – Hickory dickory dock – Who will accept the award for best female killer in a leading media role – Will you be what we want – Will you be worthy of the title

– We know the work of the Satin Strangler – When will we get to meet the girl behind the legend


– Barabbas

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serial killer on the loose

– Three seductions – Three murders

– Phillip Stewart strangled – Trashed in a dumpster in Atlanta

– Preston Jones strangled – Put to sleep in his Charleston bed

– Grant Leighton strangled – Packed in a trunk in New Jersey

– Three final chapters in one woven tale – The Satin Strangler – An evil seductress – Just what the media ordered – When will you strike my dear – Where will it be – Your next victim is waiting – So are we – Come take our breath away


– Barabbas

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