Yesterday was a long rainy day and I've started reading the book, Portrait of a killer by Patricia Cornwell. The book is mainly about unraveling the mystery of Jack the ripper and the author believes that Walter Sickert, the English painter, might have been the ripper.
In the 19th century, in the year 1888, from August to November, 5 women (also known as the canonical five) were brutally murdered in the White Chapel area in London. The killer was never found by the police and the killer came to be known as Jack the Ripper from the signature on the letters that the alleged murderer used to send to the police, basically to mock their failure at finding out who he is.
Anyway, here are pictures of the ripper's victims, as you can see they died in atrocious conditions, most of them having their organs and genitals ripped out and disfigured by their killer.
Jack the Ripper gave me horrible nightmares those past nights. I'm never afraid of him or of murder or of horrible corpses when I'm awake but in my dreams they become different; seeing a person smash another one's head with a hammer is somewhat trauma-inducing. Hehe...
Anyway, if you did not know about the ripper, wikipedia can enlighten your soul.
Take care dudettes and dudes and my frightened aliens. I've got loads of good sleep to catch up. So long!