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A soft click broke the low hum of the air that was being ventilated into a small room. Glancing at the door, Tobias Collins noted his last seconds of comfort leave with the automatic locking mechanism. Turning around, he took in his surroundings, inhaling the stale air as he moved.

A long metal table took up the length of the small room, it looked rather flimsy, some industrial piece of crap that was hollow inside. Three small chairs were shoved uncaringly into the table, one was now occupied. Far across the cold metal surface, at the opposite side of the room, a man had his fingers crossed neatly, hands resting on the table. Tobias found his gaze moving up the rough hands and stumble over thin metal handcuffs. The metal dug deep into the soft flesh on his wrists as he pushed his fists down slightly to rest flat on the table, from the side of the palm to his pinkies.

A long sleeved white shirt hung loosely on his frame, made of some thin material, it cut into a low curve around the top of his chest, and it might have been too big. His light skin was stretched over his throat, showing the thick blood vessels pumping between the two major neck muscles. His head was tilted up and to the side, thus causing the sever stretching of his neck. Following the line of his chin, Tobias marveled at the odd show of natural light, caused by the window behind the man to outline his gaunt features.

His eyes curved around the wicked smile on the man’s face and froze at the cold blue shards of the man’s eyes. They clouded such a distant blue that Tobias couldn’t help but stare, the left side of his lip rising a little, as a puzzled look crossed his face. He felt like his thoughts were being sucked right out of his skull.

“Collins.” An authoritative voice shattered the eerie haze that had clouded Tobias’ thoughts. “Sit down.”

Waiting a few seconds to collect what he has just heard, Tobias blinked and then quickly moved to sit down in the nearest seat, the one across the table from the blue eyed man. Resting his hand on the chilled curve of metal that formed the top of the chair, Tobias stopped as he noticed a few files laid out on the table in front of the chair on the table.

He quickly looked up at the impatient man’s face, Officer Cabello was staring at him, waiting for him to take a seat. Tobias quickly moved to the last available chair, half way between the door and the blue eyed man. Taking a seat in the stiff, industrial metal chair, Tobias laid out his files quickly and efficiently, stacking the ones he needed most on top, and placing a pen off to the side. Looking up at Cabello once he was done, Tobias nodded and pulled a pencil from his pocket. Something he could erase, he absentmindedly noted.

Officer Cabello waited a few moments longer in silence to show his annoyance, and then resumed his composure. Running a hand through his tied back hair, his thin fingers sliced through the hair until he couldn’t reach back any further comfortably, and dropped his hand. A small ponytail fell to a few inches below his shoulders. Tobias noted that a few strands of hair had come loose from the ponytail and now straggled out wildly. Looking back to the first chair, Tobias noticed a worn leather hat that must have pulled some of the hair out of his tie, as well as a brown coat thrown on the table.

“Dan Lowe, convicted for the murder of, Kaitlin Wong, Jessie Crawford, Sydney Blake, and Jonathan Oliveira. Sentenced to death, three months from now, here to write up a report on your psychological well being is my partner, Collins.” Cabello gestured over to Tobias from to other side of the table. Dan turned his head away from Cabello and looked Tobias right in the eyes.

“Hey” He said, raising is hands a few inches, a sign of greeting. Metal chains clattered together as he lowered his hands and hit the desk with the hand cuff links.

Tobias stared for a second longer before snapping his gaze and flipping through the first file rapidly. Opening it to a general info page, he picked up the pen again and started to check off small details, just the legal stuff that had to be done in ink. He heard the door creak open and then shut loudly as someone walked in. Tobias glanced over quickly and saw a slender man in uniform, a gun tucked into his holster. This eased his mind a bit, this Dan guy was oddly friendly.

Officer Cabello started to speak again and Tobias directed his attention back to him. “Start off with why you kill people, Mr. Lowe.” Glancing up, Tobias caught sight of Dan nodding slightly, his eyes closed. A few weeks worth of hair had stumbled across his face, some parts thicker then others, and generally just a mess. His blonde hair was thrown into dirty knots and fell in thick clumps over his forehead, the longer areas reaching to about his eyes and ear length. He really looked like he went through the works to get where he was now, Tobias noted.

“I kill people to see what it’s like for them. It’s interesting to watch what people will do in certain situations, what makes their skin crawl.” Dan opened his eyes and stared directly at Tobias his mouth slightly upturned.
Ignoring the attempt to in stow fear, Tobias sketched out a few notes on a page with the pencil. These he would revisit and finalize in the actual report. His hand jerked away as he wrote his fast notes. He nodded at Cabello and made a small motion with his hand to tell him to speed it up.

Cabello looked annoyed, but he didn’t say anything to threaten Tobias. “Why did you kill your victims in such a way? Changing the approach each time, seemingly at random.”

Tobias thought for a second and decided to add, “Who did you enjoy killing the most?”

Tobias’ fist instinct was to flinch at the piercing glare Cabello had given him. He knew the question had been odd, but it fit more what Dan would relate too, and would merit more information. Turing to face Dan, Tobias flinched again as he saw Dan staring right at him again, his blue eyes looking so very distant. A long moment passed before anyone spoke.

“I liked Sydney, she was about seventeen, when I first met her. I saw her at a fast food restaurant somewhere, I can’t remember. She was wearing the most interesting shirt though, it had a large amount of stitches and things, as well as red shoes. It was weird because she wore such odd clothing and then plain red Converse. They were really clean, I didn’t expect them to be so clean if she was eating, I used to always get food on my good shirts when I was a kid…” Dan trailed off like he was trying to remember something, his bottom lip pressed the slightest bit up.

Tobias noted what Dan had said and looked up at the still puzzled man, Cabello apparently was aggravated that Dan had avoided his question entirely.

“Dan, why did you kill her? Why did you kill her differently?” Cabello had his teeth wrenched together, but said nothing more.

Dan smiled a little, almost like an inside joke had just hit him and he was overly excited about it. “Sure, I’ll tell you.” He started. “Sydney was eating that day, I think a hamburger and fries, some sort of fruity drink by the smell of it.” Dan paused for a minute to think but waved it away with a hand, the chain links rattling along the desk with his motion.

“Anyway, she was with some friends or something, I can’t remember anyone but her blonde friend, but anyway, she had to leave to go to the bathroom I think. In any case, I was watching her from outside, so when she left, I went inside the restaurant.”

Dan paused a second to breath, he looked a little uncomfortable. Tobias noted this with some curiosity and wrote it down hastily, his pencil scratching small bits of graphite when he pressed too hard on the page.

“I followed her to the bathroom, I know, that’s weird an’ all, but I doubt she was going to be alone later and I had to know…” Dan drifted off again and looked away from Tobias. He was clearly uncomfortable about going into the female’s bathroom. Cabello looked confused, Tobias understood why, he apparently had never tried to listen to the reasoning of these men and woman before. Cabello opened his mouth to speak, his brow creased, but Tobias cut him off.

“What did you have to know Dan?”

Dan looked at Tobias, his look of concern leaving his face. “I had to know what she looked like inside, like, after she ate food. None of those science videos in class showed you, and imagination can only go so far. I wanted to see it work in real life. So I cut her.”

Tobias froze, this was his fifth job as a criminal analyst, and those lines still froze him up. It was always thrown in when you didn’t expect it… Or didn’t want it.” Across the table, Cabello looked taken aback as well. It was a long time before anyone spoke. Cabello cleared his throat and Tobias quickly sketched out as many notes as he could. Dan had sunk back into his usual composure, his rather sly look, like apparently the blow to the officers wasn’t entirely intentional.

Lifting up his hands, and touching his chest with the tips of his right index and middle finger, Dan pointed to certain areas while he spoke. “First here, near the top of the rib cage, then I dragged it down and turned the blade sideways.” Dan motioned everything as he spoke, Tobias faithfully transferring everything onto paper.

“So you cut her open like a surgeon would?” Tobias spoke rather quietly, testing the grounds he was venturing on.

“Yes, exactly.” Dan said nodding. “Very much like one would, but once I was down to the stomach and such, I was out of time. Everything was already in the stomach and lost in the acid.”

Cabello looked rather serious, he may not have heard what these murderers think and say, but he saw the bodies of those who died because of them. In some ways, Tobias was glad he never saw of the real eviscerated bodies.

“So Dan,” Cabello started, “How did you get out of that alive? How did you go back out and be completely ignored.?” Dan smiled. The ends of his lips lifting every so slightly to give him a playful look.
“Well…”

Description

A soft click broke the low hum of the air that was being ventilated into a small room. Glancing at the door, Tobias Collins noted his last seconds of comfort leave with the automatic locking mechanism. Turning around, he took in his surroundings, inhaling the stale air as he moved.

A long metal table took up the length of the small room, it looked rather flimsy, some industrial piece of crap that was hollow inside. Three small chairs were shoved uncaringly into the table, one was now occupied. Far across the cold metal surface, at the opposite side of the room, a man had his fingers crossed neatly, hands resting on the table. Tobias found his gaze moving up the rough hands and stumble over thin metal handcuffs. The metal dug deep into the soft flesh on his wrists as he pushed his fists down slightly to rest flat on the table, from the side of the palm to his pinkies.

A long sleeved white shirt hung loosely on his frame, made of some thin material, it cut into a low curve around the top of his chest, and it might have been too big. His light skin was stretched over his throat, showing the thick blood vessels pumping between the two major neck muscles. His head was tilted up and to the side, thus causing the sever stretching of his neck. Following the line of his chin, Tobias marveled at the odd show of natural light, caused by the window behind the man to outline his gaunt features.

His eyes curved around the wicked smile on the man’s face and froze at the cold blue shards of the man’s eyes. They clouded such a distant blue that Tobias couldn’t help but stare, the left side of his lip rising a little, as a puzzled look crossed his face. He felt like his thoughts were being sucked right out of his skull.

“Collins.” An authoritative voice shattered the eerie haze that had clouded Tobias’ thoughts. “Sit down.”

Waiting a few seconds to collect what he has just heard, Tobias blinked and then quickly moved to sit down in the nearest seat, the one across the table from the blue eyed man. Resting his hand on the chilled curve of metal that formed the top of the chair, Tobias stopped as he noticed a few files laid out on the table in front of the chair on the table.

He quickly looked up at the impatient man’s face, Officer Cabello was staring at him, waiting for him to take a seat. Tobias quickly moved to the last available chair, half way between the door and the blue eyed man. Taking a seat in the stiff, industrial metal chair, Tobias laid out his files quickly and efficiently, stacking the ones he needed most on top, and placing a pen off to the side. Looking up at Cabello once he was done, Tobias nodded and pulled a pencil from his pocket. Something he could erase, he absentmindedly noted.

Officer Cabello waited a few moments longer in silence to show his annoyance, and then resumed his composure. Running a hand through his tied back hair, his thin fingers sliced through the hair until he couldn’t reach back any further comfortably, and dropped his hand. A small ponytail fell to a few inches below his shoulders. Tobias noted that a few strands of hair had come loose from the ponytail and now straggled out wildly. Looking back to the first chair, Tobias noticed a worn leather hat that must have pulled some of the hair out of his tie, as well as a brown coat thrown on the table.

“Dan Lowe, convicted for the murder of, Kaitlin Wong, Jessie Crawford, Sydney Blake, and Jonathan Oliveira. Sentenced to death, three months from now, here to write up a report on your psychological well being is my partner, Collins.” Cabello gestured over to Tobias from to other side of the table. Dan turned his head away from Cabello and looked Tobias right in the eyes.

“Hey” He said, raising is hands a few inches, a sign of greeting. Metal chains clattered together as he lowered his hands and hit the desk with the hand cuff links.

Tobias stared for a second longer before snapping his gaze and flipping through the first file rapidly. Opening it to a general info page, he picked up the pen again and started to check off small details, just the legal stuff that had to be done in ink. He heard the door creak open and then shut loudly as someone walked in. Tobias glanced over quickly and saw a slender man in uniform, a gun tucked into his holster. This eased his mind a bit, this Dan guy was oddly friendly.

Officer Cabello started to speak again and Tobias directed his attention back to him. “Start off with why you kill people, Mr. Lowe.” Glancing up, Tobias caught sight of Dan nodding slightly, his eyes closed. A few weeks worth of hair had stumbled across his face, some parts thicker then others, and generally just a mess. His blonde hair was thrown into dirty knots and fell in thick clumps over his forehead, the longer areas reaching to about his eyes and ear length. He really looked like he went through the works to get where he was now, Tobias noted.

“I kill people to see what it’s like for them. It’s interesting to watch what people will do in certain situations, what makes their skin crawl.” Dan opened his eyes and stared directly at Tobias his mouth slightly upturned.
Ignoring the attempt to in stow fear, Tobias sketched out a few notes on a page with the pencil. These he would revisit and finalize in the actual report. His hand jerked away as he wrote his fast notes. He nodded at Cabello and made a small motion with his hand to tell him to speed it up.

Cabello looked annoyed, but he didn’t say anything to threaten Tobias. “Why did you kill your victims in such a way? Changing the approach each time, seemingly at random.”

Tobias thought for a second and decided to add, “Who did you enjoy killing the most?”

Tobias’ fist instinct was to flinch at the piercing glare Cabello had given him. He knew the question had been odd, but it fit more what Dan would relate too, and would merit more information. Turing to face Dan, Tobias flinched again as he saw Dan staring right at him again, his blue eyes looking so very distant. A long moment passed before anyone spoke.

“I liked Sydney, she was about seventeen, when I first met her. I saw her at a fast food restaurant somewhere, I can’t remember. She was wearing the most interesting shirt though, it had a large amount of stitches and things, as well as red shoes. It was weird because she wore such odd clothing and then plain red Converse. They were really clean, I didn’t expect them to be so clean if she was eating, I used to always get food on my good shirts when I was a kid…” Dan trailed off like he was trying to remember something, his bottom lip pressed the slightest bit up.

Tobias noted what Dan had said and looked up at the still puzzled man, Cabello apparently was aggravated that Dan had avoided his question entirely.

“Dan, why did you kill her? Why did you kill her differently?” Cabello had his teeth wrenched together, but said nothing more.

Dan smiled a little, almost like an inside joke had just hit him and he was overly excited about it. “Sure, I’ll tell you.” He started. “Sydney was eating that day, I think a hamburger and fries, some sort of fruity drink by the smell of it.” Dan paused for a minute to think but waved it away with a hand, the chain links rattling along the desk with his motion.

“Anyway, she was with some friends or something, I can’t remember anyone but her blonde friend, but anyway, she had to leave to go to the bathroom I think. In any case, I was watching her from outside, so when she left, I went inside the restaurant.”

Dan paused a second to breath, he looked a little uncomfortable. Tobias noted this with some curiosity and wrote it down hastily, his pencil scratching small bits of graphite when he pressed too hard on the page.

“I followed her to the bathroom, I know, that’s weird an’ all, but I doubt she was going to be alone later and I had to know…” Dan drifted off again and looked away from Tobias. He was clearly uncomfortable about going into the female’s bathroom. Cabello looked confused, Tobias understood why, he apparently had never tried to listen to the reasoning of these men and woman before. Cabello opened his mouth to speak, his brow creased, but Tobias cut him off.

“What did you have to know Dan?”

Dan looked at Tobias, his look of concern leaving his face. “I had to know what she looked like inside, like, after she ate food. None of those science videos in class showed you, and imagination can only go so far. I wanted to see it work in real life. So I cut her.”

Tobias froze, this was his fifth job as a criminal analyst, and those lines still froze him up. It was always thrown in when you didn’t expect it… Or didn’t want it.” Across the table, Cabello looked taken aback as well. It was a long time before anyone spoke. Cabello cleared his throat and Tobias quickly sketched out as many notes as he could. Dan had sunk back into his usual composure, his rather sly look, like apparently the blow to the officers wasn’t entirely intentional.

Lifting up his hands, and touching his chest with the tips of his right index and middle finger, Dan pointed to certain areas while he spoke. “First here, near the top of the rib cage, then I dragged it down and turned the blade sideways.” Dan motioned everything as he spoke, Tobias faithfully transferring everything onto paper.

“So you cut her open like a surgeon would?” Tobias spoke rather quietly, testing the grounds he was venturing on.

“Yes, exactly.” Dan said nodding. “Very much like one would, but once I was down to the stomach and such, I was out of time. Everything was already in the stomach and lost in the acid.”

Cabello looked rather serious, he may not have heard what these murderers think and say, but he saw the bodies of those who died because of them. In some ways, Tobias was glad he never saw of the real eviscerated bodies.

“So Dan,” Cabello started, “How did you get out of that alive? How did you go back out and be completely ignored.?” Dan smiled. The ends of his lips lifting every so slightly to give him a playful look.
“Well…”