Here's a short horror story about a killer:
(suuicide)
Gavin had always been a bit of a loner, keeping to himself and rarely interacting with others. But no one suspected that he was capable of the horrific acts that would soon unfold.
One night, a group of friends were hanging out at a local bar, enjoying a few drinks and good conversation. Gavin was there too, sitting alone in a corner and nursing his own drink. As the night wore on, the gropu of friends started to leave one by one until only one was left: a young woman named Sarah.
Sarah was a bit tipsy and decided to walk home alone. Gavin watched her leave the bar and followed her, his heart racing with anticipation. As shhe stumbled down the dark alley, Gavin crept up behind her and struckher in the head, rendering her unconscious.
He dragged her into an abandoned warehouse nearby, where he began to enact his twisted plan. Gavin had always been fascinated by the human body, and he took pleasure in dismembering and mutilating Sarah's body. The sound of bones cracking and flesh tearing echoed through the empty warehouse.
Days later, Sarah's body was discovered, and the police launched an investigation. But Gavin had covered his tracks well, and they had no leads. He continued to stalk the streets, preying on unsuspecting victims.
As the body count rose, the city was gripped with fear. No one knew who the killer was or when he would strike next. Gavin reveled in the chaos he had caused, knowing that he was always one step ahead of the authorities.
Gavin had always knew he should follow his rules, but there was one that he simply couldn't resist breaking. It was a strict rule that he had set for himself, one that he had always followed religiously, until now. The rule was simple: never go after similar victims and always cover his tracks.
Gavin knew that if he stuck to this rule, he would be able to continue his twisted game of cat & mousewith the authorities for years to come. He had always been meticulous in his planning, taking great care to choose victims that were different from each other in every way possible. This made it nearly impossible for the authorities to link the crimes together and catch him.
But Gavin had grown bored with his usual routine. He wanted a challenge, something that would make him feel alive again. So he broke his rule, choosing a victim that was eerily similar to one he had killed years ago. He couldn't resist the thrill of it all, the rush of adrenaline that came with the risk.
The authorities noticed the similarities between the two victims and began to zero in on him. Despite his best efforts to cover his tracks, they were able to link him to the crime and catch him shortly after.
As he sat in his cell, facing a life sentence, Gavin couldn't help but regret his decision to break his own rule. He had always prided himself on being the perfect killer, but now he had been caught like a common criminal. It was a bitter pill to swallow, but he knew that he had only himself to blame.
Gavin had always considered himself to be a master of control, but the thought of facing the prospect of a life behind bars was enough to shatter even his steely resolve. The idea of being locked up in a tiny cell, day in and day out, was more than he could bear. He simply couldn't take it.
So he made a decision that would shock even the most hardened of criminals. He decided to take his own life. But before he did, he wanted to go out with a bang. He wanted to leave his mark on the world, to make sure that everyone knew who he was and what he had done.
In a final act of defiance, Gavin decided to tease the police. He told them that he had killed more people than they knew about, that he was responsible for a string of murders that had never been solved. The police were skeptical, but they couldn't ignore the possibility that he was telling the truth.
Later that night, with a weapon he had fashioned from the cafeteria utensils, Gavin carried out his final plan. He took his own life, but not before leaving a gruesome scene behind. His body lay slumped in a pool of blood, a macabre grin on his face.
The police were horrified by what they found. They had never seen anything like it before. The walls were covered in blood, and there were strange symbols scrawled everywhere. It was clear that Gavin had been a disturbed individual, one who had reveled in the chaos and pain that he had caused.
(help i literallly dontn know. kinda based off real true crime case)