Nicolas Claux  -  Vampire of Paris
I, Heltfyre Gothic, hereby introduce, my all-time favourite killer, Nicolas Claux
    In the summer of 1994, my all-time killer was arrested. How sad...
     In custody, Nico confessed to one murder, claiming to be a practising satanist. A body search was conducted and the search revealed that he is covered in occult tattoos. A search of his apartment found unidentified skeleton remains, blood bags stolen from a hospital, jars of human ashes, and hundred of hardcore S/M videotapes.
      Nico shocked investigators when he described how he enjoy eating strips of muscles from the corpse lying in the slab of the St Joseph Hospital Mortuary. He also described in full details how he prowls the Parisian Gothic Cemetaries, digging coffins and stabbing the corpse inside with a screwdriver, and how he would drink human blood mixed with human ashes and powder protein
    ".. I woke up one day and got this sinister urge to dig up a corpse and mutilate it. I gathered a small crowbar, a pair of plyers, a screwdriver, a black candle and a pair of surgical gloves in my backpack. Then I took the subway until Trocadero station. It was nearly noon. The gates of the Passy cemetary was wide open, but no one was inside. The undertakers were out for lunch.

Passy is a small Gothik graveyard, with plenty of huge mausoleums build during the 19th century. It is located right between two avenues, so it is impossible to climb inside at night. But anyway, nobody could imagine that there were someone robbing graves at noon. *smirk*

I had this special grave in mind. It was a small mausoleum, the burial site of a family of russian imigrants from the 1917 revolution. I had already pried open the iron door a few days ago, and i had closed it so it would seem that nobody had ever touched it. All i had to do was to kick open. That's how i broke into the funeral chapel. At this point, my mind was in total chaos. I had flashes of death in my head. I took a deep breath and i climbed down the steps leading to the crypt.

It was a rather small one, with damp walls, buried deep inside the cemetary ground. There was no other source of light except for the candles i had bought. To begin, for more than a hour, I removed one of the heavy coffins from its stone casing. It was specially hard not to let the coffin fall all of sudden to the ground, but somehow i managed to slowly lay it down without much noise. However, one edge of the coffin scratched my leg when it touched the ground. But it did not stop me at all.

I examined the casket for a while. It was solid oak wood sealed with big screws. It look like brand new so i expect to find a recently decreased corpse. So, i unscrewed the coffin, which took me less than 10 minutes. Then i pried it open with the crowbar, since it was also nailed shut. Once  opened, a horrible stench of putrefaction came out of the box. It also smelled like thanatyl, the product embalmers used on corpse in order to delay the process of decay.

Then I saw the body inside. it was a half rotten old woman, shrouded in a white sheet, covered with brown stains. Her face seemed to be smeared with oil, but it was simply the death fluid ozzing from her skin. The teeth was protuding from the mouth, and the eyes were gone.

I stared into the empty eye sockets, and all of a sudden something broke into my mind. I felt like falling into a whirlwind. That's when I picked up the screwdriver. The corpse in the coffin seem to move slighty, like if it had guessed what would happen next. So I began to stab the belly, the ribs area and the shoulders. I stabbed her at least over 50 times. I can't really remember. All i can remember was that i woke up with my forearms covered with corpse slime....."
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