theslayerhunterpeoplekiller

[theslayerhunterpeoplekiller]

// Hello, real quick this was a burner account to tell a narrative. Sorry if I’m barring the very specific username! No stories told here are true. Any names or likenesses used are not intentional.

[theslayerhunterpeoplekiller]

Fuck. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. I think I’ve figured it out. 3 years ago, I was in a mental hospital due to my bleak outlook on life and a traumatic experience from a family reunion. I got released about 2-3 months ago. I’m crashing at my mom’s place now and the basement is where she would keep her police work. I’ve been obsessed with vampires for like 12 years of the 22 I’ve been alive. And only now. Just now. I read those journal entries multiple times trying to figure out how I fit into all of this. I didn’t event realize until right now. Fuck. This is my handwriting.

[theslayerhunterpeoplekiller]

My mom is coming back to town, and boy I am not glad to see her. It’s always work this and cops that, but she did just give birth, so I’ve got a new brother now… which is idk… cool? Anyways today I went back into the attic and I found this journal. And HOLY SHIT is this the last piece of evidence I need to find the Slayer, who I’m pretty sure is LIVING IN MY ATTIC. These journals date back about 2 months, and tell the story of this guy’s “holy crusade” against some fuckin vampire who he can “feel” in our town. This proves that he came into town about 3 years ago, but was in prison for illegal shit, and then about 2 months ago was released and is now slaughtering people based on a whim. I haven’t read the 5th “Hunt Log” yet but when I do, I think I’ll have everything put together.

[theslayerhunterpeoplekiller]

Today I thought I heard something in my attic and frankly that frightens me a bit because I live alone and recently had the rats that lived up there exterminated. There have been strange noises up there for a while, for about 2 months now, like sometimes an old radio will play but it’s always off by the time I’m up. Today I crawled on up there for the first time in half a year and the attic was completely different than I last remembered. Crosses were strung across the wall, the smell of garlic was everywhere, and a strange cloak was hung up neatly with a whip hung next to it.

I fear that I may have stumbled across something worse than a rat nest.

[theslayerhunterpeoplekiller]

My first interview went almost as smoothly as a jar of chunky peanut butter full of razor blades. See, I thought my logic was flawless at the time, but boy was I wrong. My train of thought went as such; The Slayer is clearly killing with the fashion and superstition of old gothic vampire stories. As vampires are the enemy of god, and no one in this town was a more devout Christian that Old Man Hubblin-Jones, I promptly walked to his front door, claimed I knew he was The Slayer, and started asking him questions. I thought Old Man HJ was the most homophobic man I knew and from the way I’ve seen vampires portrayed online, I’d assumed that he’d had enough of the Anti-Christian LGBT crowd and finally snapped. He is old after all, I don’t know what old people do. Anyways, I was completely wrong, and Old Man HJ abandoned Christianity when god abandoned his wife by smiting her with lighting 8 times in a row. Also he has a lesbian granddaughter that he loves very much so I absolutely read him completely wrong. Perhaps next time I should get to know someone before making assumptions about their character.

[theslayerhunterpeoplekiller]

Starting today, I shall chronicle my discoveries on my journey to find the true identity of “The Slayer” New Wallachia’s most mysterious Serial Killer. Imagine this as a real time true crime podcast, and I’m discovering everything at the same time you are. I will discover the truth behind the Slayer and his strange victims.