ASK now on Twitter and Facebook
by bela.black on Mar.15, 2010, under Site News
We’ve joined the masses and gave in to the social networking machine.
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Genene Jones – The Death Nurse
by bela.black on Mar.11, 2010, under Real Monsters
David Carpenter, the Trailside Killer
by bela.black on Mar.09, 2010, under Sheer Terror
David Carpenter AKA the Trailside Killer – San Francisco, CA
The Poughkeepsie Killer – Kendall Francois
by bela.black on Mar.04, 2010, under Sheer Terror
A&E Biography John Gacy Pt. 2
by bela.black on Mar.01, 2010, under Real Monsters
BastisWifey asked:
John Wayne Gacy (March 17, 1942 – May 10, 1994) also known as The Killer Clown, was an American serial killer. He was convicted and later executed for the rape and murder of 33 boys and young men between 1972 and his arrest in 1978, 27 of whom he buried in a crawl space under the floor of his house, while others were found in nearby rivers. He became notorious as the “Killer Clown” because of the many block parties he threw for his friends and neighbors, entertaining children in a clown suit …
Rodney Alcala, the new Ted Bundy?
by bela.black on Feb.28, 2010, under Sheer Terror
Addicted to Killing
by bela.black on Jan.21, 2010, under the Mind of a Serial Killer
The scarring and lashing of being vexed by others can take a lifetime to subdue, if it ever does. In this impasse, the mind’s network circuitry becomes saturated by bouncing thoughts of resentment and horrors. The fears blanketed by smiles and plastic acts of civil complacency are buried deep below, never to be seen until the right note or phrase is heard.
What would bring more pleasure than to stab the tongues who have lashed for so many years? Or the like minded, well enough. The overwhelming pleasure of placing torment on the wound of a guilty cry brings addictive joy into the synapses.
The adrenaline from tearing limb for limb, skin from limb, stabbing the face of disgust. This foul stench of dismemberment rips away the pain of years, but only temporarily.