X-MAN SCREENPLAY by BRIAN R. LUNDIN (librera reader .TXT) 📖

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They headed towards the bathroom.

I hate looking at the victim’s color photographs with all of its gory and precise details. I hate this monster that could coldly play God and take someone’s life. I didn’t care what the physiologist and do-gooders believed about the reasons a person committed such horrible crimes, to me he was worse than the lowest predators, those beast killed to survive, this beast killed for the joy of killing.

As they approached the bathroom I briefly felt her fear as she saw her killer, it began in my gut like a case of indigestion. They walked to Peggy’s bathroom her most private sanctuary and with every step they moved closer to the scene of the deadly confrontation and Peggy’s final moments on earth. Ringo closed his eyes and wanted to feel the excitement the killer felt and the maddening urge to kill the sense of being out of control but in control of another human being.

RINGO
Many homicide detectives, I was told, although I never met one, was able to “Become” the killer, they could put themselves in the scene and see what the killer saw. I can’t do that, but I can feel the overwhelming fear and helplessness of the victim, the sudden horror of the confrontation.

INT. BATHROOM-LATE AFTERNOON

Ringo swung open the door of the bathroom as Evetta handed him the color photographs, he loosen his tie, unbuttoned the collar button and mopped his forehead with a handkerchief and placed it back into his pants pocket. The scene was well preserved and processed; the entire bathtub had been dusted as well as the floor, sink, commode and cabinet, inside the medicine cabinet was dental floss, toothpaste, more feminine napkins, aspirins and a tooth brush. Ringo leafed through the photographs, frame by frame; the first photo was a close-up of Peggy’s face. She had long black hair and what appeared to be a nice body. Her grotesque, bulging, oversized eyes were wide open in terror and her face was distorted, a pair of knotted black panty hose was wrapped around her neck and gray duct tape covered her mouth, the images seared themselves into his mind. The next photo was a full shot of the Peggy, naked in the bathtub. Another photo was a downward shot showing a long, deep incision that ran from both sides of her neck crossing at the top of her vagina, and the tub was quarter filled with bloody water. There was a full shot of the bathroom that showed the blood on the walls and a blood smeared large x on the medicine cabinet mirror. Ringo walked around the tub and reconstructed the scene

EVETTA

I wonder if she knew him or was she waiting for him? Was she in the shower or taking a bath and before she could react he hits and stuns her? Did she falls or was she placed inside the tub, was she dead before he carved the x on her body, or alive and felt the blade as it sliced through her skin? Did the killer knock Peggy unconscious and when she came too did he strangle her just enough for her to lose consciousness again, and when she came too again that when he finally killed her?

Ringo thought about Special Agent Wesnek of the FBI Profiler’s Unit who had created psychological profile of many serial murderers.

SPECIAL AGENT WESNEK
Be aware Sergeant that most serial killers fits easily into a profile and most points to a psychotic: a spontaneous unbalanced individual, who may have auditory hallucinations and claim to hears voices or claim that we are receiving messages and commands from God. He may be delusional, which could be influenced by his background or childhood experiences. A psychopath differs from a psychotic in that he can be functional, hold a job even have a family, but nearly all psychopaths have antisocial personality disorders and lack a conscience and are prone towards violence to others. They are extremely cunning, charming and calculating and have no regards for human life or suffering. One study suggests that psychopaths have a strong genetic component. The study demonstrates that children with anti-social behavior can be classified into two groups: Those acquired their criminal behavior by genetic influences, and those who acquired it from their environment. His preoccupations with deviant sexual fantasies of one kind of another that dates back to his childhood. Most killers don’t want to kill his victims immediately, that would ruin it for him, he got off on the fear of his victims and the wounds that he inflicts and many of the sexual assaults occur per mortem, at or near the time of death.

RINGO
Any evidence of masturbation or sperm in the bathroom?

EVETTA
(Evetta looked at another report)
Nope.

Ringo backed out of the bathroom; drained.

After the killings does he calmly walk out the door and leisurely walk down the street, maybe go to a bar for a drink and join a society that he has no use for?

Ringo felt dizzy and his leg hurt and he stumbled into the arms of Evetta and they left the apartment.


INT. BALLY’S FITNESS CENTER 10 APRIL 2008-MORNING

Esau worked out regularly at the concentrating mainly lifting weights and had developed strong arms and hands. Esau watched the short, but well-built woman as she worked out with a personal trainer. The woman was on her back lifting weights while the trainer stood over her, after ten repetitions with the weights the woman and the trainer moved to the treadmill. The trainer set the machine to a fast walking pace and walked away. Esau wore a tight body suit that revealed his well-toned physic and he stepped on the machine next to hers. She was fast walking at a frantic pace and the sweat rolled down her face and into her low-cut gym top. After fifteen minutes she got off the treadmill, took a long drink from a designer water bottle, and placed it in a pink gym bag, smiled at Esau and started to walk away. Esau got off the machine smiled and walked towards the woman.

ESAU
That was some workout, I tried to keep up but it was too fast for me.

The woman glanced at Esau.

WOMAN
Yep it is pretty fast, and you have to work up to it.

ESAU
Can I buy you a drink at the juice bar?

The woman checked her watch.

WOMAN
Sure, my name is Deloris.

ESAU
Esau!

After a high protein juice drink, Deloris rose.

DELORIS
Thanks for the drink, I’ve got to run, keep working on your speed.

Esau flashed big smile.

ESAU
Will do
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Esau watched as Deloris entered the woman locker room with the trainer he hurriedly dressed and was in his vehicle when he saw her leave and get into a black BMW. He followed her as she went west on 147th Street, enter the Bishop Ford Expressway and into the Dan Ryan Expressway and exited at 47th Street. He followed as she past cheap Arab liquor stores, taverns and fast food restaurants. She pulled into a reserved parking space behind the Black Ladies Boutique at 200 East 47th Street. He parked his vehicle down the street from the location, got out and looked through the front window of the boutique. The woman was talking with customers and workers in the Boutique; he read the sign on the door that stated that the store hours were 9:30 am – 5:00 pm. He looked at his watch it was 4:15 pm, he returned to his car and waited. At 5:30 pm the woman and two other females left and an old black man secured the door and the gates. In a few minutes the woman passed him in her BMW, he followed her east on 47th Street and when she turned on Forrestville Avenue and pulled into the garage at 4916 he parked a few doors down. The woman entered her home and Esau watched as the lights came on in the house. Esau watched the quiet street fill with people coming home from work and children playing in the streets. He watched Louise as she watered the plotted plants on the front porch and talked with her neighbors. As dark fell concerned mothers called for their children to come inside. He watched Deloris leave the house from the rear door and walk to the garage. Now is the time,” he mumbled to himself. He was hard now and he found it difficult to walk. He quickly walked into the alley and quietly opened the gate on the rear fence, entered the yard and stood behind a large maple tree next to the garage and looked through the garage window, a dog howled a two or three houses down and others joined in.

ESAU
(mumbling)
I should cut their damn throats.

INT. 4916 FORRESTVILLE AVENUE GARAGE- EVENING

Esau silently entered the garage turned off the light and struck Louise knocking her unconscious to the floor. He pulled down her gym shorts, put on a condom and climbed atop her as Deloris came to and begin to struggle. Esau placed a large knife at her throat pulled a rag from his pocket and stuffed it into her mouth.

ESAU
Shut the fuck up or I’ll cut your throat.

Deloris lay still as Esau tied a black nylon pair of panty hose around her neck and pulled it tighter as he entered her. He became more excited and started to ejaculate when suddenly he saw a man coming into the garage carrying a tire iron his hand. Esau jumped up, losing his erection and the condom slid off. Esau brandished the large knife at the man and when he backed up he ran out the garage jumped the fence and ran out the alley.
Esua was pissed he was just about to get his nut when that asshole came into the garage. He heard police sirens and quickly ducked into the alley and started walking north staying close to the buildings and hiding in the shadows. When he reached 47th Street he blended in with the crowd turned west and popped two more pills.

ESAU
Shit, that was close!

EXT. 4327 SOUTH PRAIRIE AVENUE-NIGHT

No one on the street paid any attention to the little man who staggered every now and then, just another 47th Street drunk, they thought. Esau walked west on 47th Street until he reached Prairie Avenue he turned north, at 44th Street he turned into the alley and began looking in windows and at 4327 he saw a woman on the second floor. He stopped and watched. He couldn’t see her face but her body looked good. Esau studied the rickety rear porch and moved further back into the shadows and popped two more pills. He was flying and he had a hard erection.

GEORGE “BO” JAMES a drug dealer who worked 43rd Street was also in the shadows and watched Esua as he climbed the rear porch stairs and enter the second floor apartment. It was an old depilated building in a drug and gang infested area.

FADEOUT:

EXT. 4327 SOUTH PRAIRIE AVENUE-MORNING

Evetta and Ringo arrived at 10:00 am, police cars and an EMS vehicle were parked in front and a uniform police officer was posted on the front stairs to keep intruders out.

EVETTA
What we got?

POLICE OFFICER
(visibly shaken young officer)
Deceased black female, named ROBIN HONEYWELL, Thirty-two, divorced, single mom with two kids, boy three and a girl five, both kids have lived with their father in