I think you have to make serial killers afraid.
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Wrong. What you have to make them is dead at the first opportunity.
I guess I should have wrote make suspected serial killers afraid.
I think I saved my girlfriend.
She’s blonde and Wayne was killed trying to rape and kill a blonde.
There’s a book out about Wayne, TO KILL AND KILL AGAIN.
The last chapter of the paperback version says that Wayne wanted to kill the boyfriends of a group of girls at our high school.
I was one of those boyfriends.
I carry some Survivor’s Guilt in that maybe I could have goaded Wayne more in that hallway so that he would have pulled that Bowie knife on me.
May he rot in hell.