12/3
Well tomorrow will be one year since the entire clan was destroyed. I’m feeling really sad and lonely. No one here wants to be my friend. I’ve overheard some of the others talking about me. Apparently I’m weird to them. That makes me a mad Lalafell but there is nothing I can do about it. The crystals finally made it to their final places. About time too. I’m sick of being in pain and hearing that voice screaming about killing.
12/4
It has now been 1 year since the deaths of my family and friends. The voice is telling me to kill the people who were talking about me. I think it might be right.
12/5
I DID IT!! I killed the nasty people and now I FEEL GREAT! I think I will keep track of my killings in here as a reminder.
Might as well start here:
Male burned to death
Male electrocuted
Male drowned
Male suffocated
Male crushed
Female impaled
(Note from Shadar: “Grolm, it looks like he got bored writing his thoughts and what was happening so he just repeated this for the past 12 years. We are dealing with someone very dangerous.â€Â)
12/5
Male burned to death
Male electrocuted
Male drowned
Male suffocated
Male crushed
Female impaled
12/5
I think the police are on to me. I’ve heard about the ships going to Eorzea. I should probably get on one quick before they catch me. Any way:
Male burned to death
Male electrocuted
Male drowned
Male suffocated
Male crushed
Female impaled
12/14
I have had too many close calls recently. They are coming for me. I’m on the ship to Limsa Lominsa and I intend to go to Gridania as soon as I can. Someone’s coming! Gotta hide.
1/5
I made it. The crystals are telling me I need to kill again. I guess new land, new blood. I see a Roegadyn that will be perfect. After twenty years of doing this, I need some stimulation. Time to try another method.
Grolm threw down the pages. "These didn't help at all! All I know is this psycho is dangerous and psycho. How are we ever going to find him?"
Mishrac shrugged. "With our excellent investigation skills?"
Grolm chuckled. "Definitely."
There was a knock at the door. Mishrac opened the door. He came back with an envelope. He handed it to Grolm.
"What's this?"
"It was sent from a city called Luthadel. It's addressed to the Limsa Lominsa police department. You're the closest officer to the port."
Grolm ripped open the envelope. He read its contents. He stood up straight.
"This is very important. They sent description of a serial killer they had there. They tracked him here. The information they have given us corroborates what was found in that journal. To the department! We need to spread this as far as we can!"
They rushed out the door. The storm soaked them as they ran to the station. They turned a corner when they bounced off a wall of ice. They got up, shaking their heads. A figure walked up. A squeaky voice was heard.
"Ahhh. My last victim and an extra. Yay! A twofer. Well enough talk. You die now!"
There was a purple light and lightning struck Mishrac. He vaporized and Grolm was thrown back. The envelope fell from his hand and blew away. The figure walked towards Grolm. Grolm looked up and saw the figure was a Lalafell. He looked exactly like the description in the letter. He sat up. "Why are you doing this?"
The Lalafell laughed. "Why not?" Grolm tensed and and kicked the Lalafell in the chest. The Lalafell flew a few feet and hit a wall. Grolm started to run but was stopped when his feet were frozen to the ground. The Lalafell walked over. "For that you die slow."
All that was found of Grolm's body was his skin, whole and unbroken. It was laid on his bed with a pile of ashed on the chest.
Well tomorrow will be one year since the entire clan was destroyed. I’m feeling really sad and lonely. No one here wants to be my friend. I’ve overheard some of the others talking about me. Apparently I’m weird to them. That makes me a mad Lalafell but there is nothing I can do about it. The crystals finally made it to their final places. About time too. I’m sick of being in pain and hearing that voice screaming about killing.
12/4
It has now been 1 year since the deaths of my family and friends. The voice is telling me to kill the people who were talking about me. I think it might be right.
12/5
I DID IT!! I killed the nasty people and now I FEEL GREAT! I think I will keep track of my killings in here as a reminder.
Might as well start here:
Male burned to death
Male electrocuted
Male drowned
Male suffocated
Male crushed
Female impaled
(Note from Shadar: “Grolm, it looks like he got bored writing his thoughts and what was happening so he just repeated this for the past 12 years. We are dealing with someone very dangerous.â€Â)
12/5
Male burned to death
Male electrocuted
Male drowned
Male suffocated
Male crushed
Female impaled
12/5
I think the police are on to me. I’ve heard about the ships going to Eorzea. I should probably get on one quick before they catch me. Any way:
Male burned to death
Male electrocuted
Male drowned
Male suffocated
Male crushed
Female impaled
12/14
I have had too many close calls recently. They are coming for me. I’m on the ship to Limsa Lominsa and I intend to go to Gridania as soon as I can. Someone’s coming! Gotta hide.
1/5
I made it. The crystals are telling me I need to kill again. I guess new land, new blood. I see a Roegadyn that will be perfect. After twenty years of doing this, I need some stimulation. Time to try another method.
Grolm threw down the pages. "These didn't help at all! All I know is this psycho is dangerous and psycho. How are we ever going to find him?"
Mishrac shrugged. "With our excellent investigation skills?"
Grolm chuckled. "Definitely."
There was a knock at the door. Mishrac opened the door. He came back with an envelope. He handed it to Grolm.
"What's this?"
"It was sent from a city called Luthadel. It's addressed to the Limsa Lominsa police department. You're the closest officer to the port."
Grolm ripped open the envelope. He read its contents. He stood up straight.
"This is very important. They sent description of a serial killer they had there. They tracked him here. The information they have given us corroborates what was found in that journal. To the department! We need to spread this as far as we can!"
They rushed out the door. The storm soaked them as they ran to the station. They turned a corner when they bounced off a wall of ice. They got up, shaking their heads. A figure walked up. A squeaky voice was heard.
"Ahhh. My last victim and an extra. Yay! A twofer. Well enough talk. You die now!"
There was a purple light and lightning struck Mishrac. He vaporized and Grolm was thrown back. The envelope fell from his hand and blew away. The figure walked towards Grolm. Grolm looked up and saw the figure was a Lalafell. He looked exactly like the description in the letter. He sat up. "Why are you doing this?"
The Lalafell laughed. "Why not?" Grolm tensed and and kicked the Lalafell in the chest. The Lalafell flew a few feet and hit a wall. Grolm started to run but was stopped when his feet were frozen to the ground. The Lalafell walked over. "For that you die slow."
All that was found of Grolm's body was his skin, whole and unbroken. It was laid on his bed with a pile of ashed on the chest.
