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Madeline has turned herself into the police after killing an officer. Things are not how they seem, however. Short monologue.


Submitted:Nov 20, 2008    Reads: 128    Comments: 0    Likes: 2   


Madeline

I killed him. I really killed him, and I don't feel bad about it. Why should I feel guilty, right? He was the one who pulled out the gun, so why should I feel bad about pulling a knife? Damn, I hate guys like you, investigators who think there's a deeper meaning behind everything. How many guys do you think I've killed? I've only killed one, but the girl, the girl has killed more. Oh, you don't know about the girl, do you? I can't say much or she'll kill me. Really, it's a girl you should be worried about, out searching for. I was just protecting myself, self-defense, but she's hungry, ya know? Hungry in that primal, carnal way. I think guys like you call that "blood lust". I don't know why you're talking to me about all of this, go looking for a girl, she's the one who killed those prostitutes, shot up the bar and went on a five year spree, a little girl about nine or ten years old. Real cute, blond hair that curls all way to the floor, brown eyes. I'm fucking scared of her. She's pissed because I came to you, and because I know about her. She's gonna kill me, I swear. I turned myself in because you guys can protect me from her, right? I killed that man, so you can keep me in custody, right? You won't let her get to me, right? Don't look at me like that, I didn't kill that guy just to come here. She's no ordinary little girl. That guy I killed, he attacked me, started yelling at me to put my hands on the car and spread my legs. He was some homosexual-freak in blue, maybe a mailman or a security guard or something. He was going to kill me, so I killed him first. That's not so bad, right? Self-defense, right? He was gonna stick it in my pooper, and man, you should know what I'm talking about - that's an exit-only! So I killed him and drove the evidence right to the precinct, pretty nice of me, right? I bet you wish you had more honest guys like me around, right? I'm even telling you about the little girl, so you're not going to stick me in with some big angry homo whose here for life, right? I killed him in self-defense, but can you keep me here for just a little longer, right? I'm sure you'll find the girl, and then you'll let me go, right? Right?





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