You think you can fathom what these people do, but you can’t, and you shouldn’t. You don’t want to know why they do what they do. You don’t want, at any point, to be able to understand the places they go when they kill, or what kind of mindset they were in while killing. Because the minute you understand them, you are them. You can only observe a monster so long from the shadows before you become that monster. And in case you think you do understand, I am here to remind you, using their words, that you don’t. You can’t. And be thankful for that.
” We serial killers are your sons, we are your husbands, we are everywhere. And there will be more of your children dead tomorrow”