Freewriting #3
(I’ve been reading Rant by Chuck Palahniuk lately. I’m kind of inspired to write a story in a similar manner. We’ll see how this goes.)
Darrel Carens (Close friend of Trudy Galios): Everyone always asks me if I knew Trudy Galios. Yes, I did know her. She was a dear and close friend of mine. No one expected her to do what she done. Nope, sure didn’t. Of course, there is all kinds of speculation as to why she did it. Why she killed. Some people thought she just snapped. Most folks say she was seduced by Crank. Me? I knew her long before she met Eddie Crank. She was always curious about what it would feel like to kill someone. We’d talk about it in a joking manner. Detail how we’d find a victim, how we’d kill them, if we’d torture them, how we’d get rid of the body, how we’d avoid the police. We never were serious about it, at least I wasn’t. I think she was too afraid of the consequences. Of course, her fear went away when she met Eddie Crank and his friends. After the first body turned up, mutilated in a way we had talked about, I chalked it up to pure coincidence. After the second and third bodies, I wasn’t sure just what to think anymore. Then they moved to New York City, and I hadn’t seen Trudy since.
Franny May Hallard (Mother of Tommy Hallard, victim #34): When we first heard on the news about the killing spree that started sweeping the New England area, neither of us thought it would reach down here in Rhode Island. I remember hearing on the news about three murders happening in some small town in New York. The bodies were found three miles apart from each other in different parts of the forest around the town. That’s how it always was. They’d go to each town and kill three people, and place their bodies three miles apart, three days apart from each other. Sometimes they were blacks, sometimes they were whites. Some were men and some were women. I think that’s what scared Tommy and I so much, the fact that there wasn’t any rhyme or reason to the victims. It wasn’t until the fifth round of murders that people started to connect them all together. Then the copycat murders started happening across the country.
Eddie Crank (Founding member of the Crank Death Squad): Shit, all it really was was just a few friends havin’ a little fun. World is so overpopulated, we figured we were doin’ humanity a favor. Hell, lotsa people started immitating us. We didn’t know how outrageous it would become. We did have a system for pickin’ out victims, though. Sure, we did. We had a hacker, an information gatherer, Roy Dangerous. He’d find out all kinds of things ‘bout people in a particular town or city, scumbags and criminals, but of a higher callibur than your run-of-the-mill petty theft. We went after corperate heads that depleted company retirement funds. We went after blond bimbos who married rich old men for their money. We went after dirty cops, drunk drivers who’d been convicted of manslaughter. Oh, and rapists and child molesters. Those were our favorites. Honestly, I think that’s why we got away with it as long as we did. Most people didn’t know we were killin’ criminals, especially when we’d pick off corporate bigwigs. The whole thing really was Trudy’s idea. She just didn’t have the courage to do it until I came along.
