This is a very interesting and scary article that a person could find in that dark world we call the Web. In this context people can be extremely cruel and not have any kind of remorse. Read this story and be delighted with this event:
The confession of Aurelio
At ten o'clock at night, Aurelio was taken out of his cell by a plump guard, who dragged him in an undignified way through the dark corridor of that small police station, to a small room where Commissar Castillo and Inspector López waited. They threw him abruptly into the chair, while the three officers stood in front of him in a threatening manner ...
-It's time we have a little conversation, piece of scum ... - Said the commissioner, visibly upset as he sat in the other chair that was right in front of Aurelio, a table was in the middle of the two ...
I know my rights well, Castillo official. Even better than you. They accuse me of a crime without any proof. I am being held without charge, and even though I was there at that time, there is no way I can be blamed for those deaths. They did it by their will. Even if they take me to a judge, they will have to release me as soon as possible. They waste their time. Tomorrow I'll be back in the streets ...
-Let us alone Mijares ... - Inspector Lopez told the plump officer who had moved the suspect ...
"Unfortunately, you're right, Aurelio. I know, and my dear inspector Lopez, too. That is why we will not allow you to get away with it. Tomorrow at dawn, you will not be breathing ...
-Hahaha! Finally my time has arrived. I think the most intelligent officers. Here between us, if I go out, I'll do it again ...
-We know ... - Lopez interrupted in an indignant tone. What you do not know is how the story will end. I see that you do not fear death, but I am sure you fear suffering. It shows in your look of wimp wise guy. The brother of one of the girls who died in that mass suicide, is found casually, detained in this police station. The man confessed to scalping a guy who owed him money. We caught him last night, and we take the liberty of telling him that "his majesty" is confined in this center. He's very eager to have a cellmate, and I think you could be Aurelio ... Do not you think I'm a commissioner?
-Of course. I think exactly the same. Now Aurelio, there is a second option. Instead of throwing yourself at that psychopath to tear you to pieces slowly tonight, I offer you a quick and quiet death. I personally will put a bullet in your head. How about?
-Well ... To tell the truth, option number one sounds very entertaining. However, I'm kind of tired to fight a violent 110 kg offender, so I'll take the second option. Let's see Castillo, what do you want in return?
-I'm sure you know the answer ... - The commissioner went over Aurelio and took him by the neck with force, shaking him as he spoke ... -I want to know how you did it ... I want to know how you managed to get 83 people to take their own lives mall and I want to know where are the bodies of those five girls that those crazy people killed before going there. Tell me now and your death will be quick ...
Indeed a few days before, the news of the moment was that a religious group of 83 people took their lives in the middle of the commercial center, after confessing to having disappeared 5 girls in tribute to "His Majesty" Aurelio.
After requesting a cup of coffee as the only condition, the soulless mastermind began to tell the story of her crime ...
The first thing I can notice is that you and your partner are amazed by my prowess, which feeds my ego, I must say. I'm grateful they recognize my talent. However, I get the impression that they consider it somewhat difficult. For nothing it is. The human being is the most manipulable creature that can exist. They boast of their intelligence but at the end of the day, they are simple animals. Primitive monkeys that live on their emotions and primary needs, and that for some reason, they think they are more special than the rest of the species.
That said, I must address the facts that captivate his detective curiosity. Everything can be summarized in one sentence. If you make someone really believe in something, that someone will do anything for that belief.
If you ask me why I did it, I will not have much to say. The reality is that it was because of boredom. I did it because I can. I really love exploiting the idiocy of the human race.
It all started on a cold January morning, I walked aimlessly down the street and came across a church. People sang praises to the Lord, while a boy went by post, collecting alms. Right at that moment, I had the idea to do it. Why settle for killing prostitutes one at a time, when I could annihilate a few people at the same time? Oops, I should not have said that. Skip the part of the murders, for that crime they are not judging me, right?
The commissar interrupted amazed ... - Do you mean that you are also the culprit of the death of those prostitutes disappeared?
-That's a topic for another time, but yes. I did. They are not recording this conversation, right? I think not. Let's go back to the history of my religion and then you can kill me with pleasure ...
As soon as I decided to form my own creed, in which, I would be a prophet touched by the supreme power, and charged with offering the truth to the world, and blah blah blah, I realized that I needed followers. To obtain them, he must be a reliable person. Someone nothing dangerous, friendly and friendly but, most importantly. He must be empathetic, he should understand people at heart.
I started working as a volunteer in a foundation for people with alcohol problems. Why there? Where would he find souls weaker and more disturbed?
Little by little, I made friends with a large part of the patients. I gave them a helping hand with whom to vent. I realized that their biggest problem was society. Their surroundings judged them by their defects, without having ever gone through such an experience. For some morbid reason, you humans, enjoy watching other people go through bad times. Perhaps judging others makes them forget their own shortcomings.
To not dwell too long, I will tell you how I managed to captivate my parishioners. While listening attentively to their problems, I made a list of arguments that I could use in my favor, and given the moment, I started talking about my own ideas and beliefs. Which were perfectly adapted to what those naive people were suffering.
Step by step, I began to sow in them the seed of evil. I made them believe that their problems were not because of themselves, but because of society. After all, they judged them. The corrupt society was the one who rejected them and pushed them towards that path of vice and weakness. Society was created by God. He was the problem.
I developed the gift of oratory through various very simple techniques and increased my neurolinguistic programming skills with speed. In that way, my communication was fully effective. My speech was impeccable. Once I had their attention and trust, I gave them an enemy to hate. Goodbye.
I sowed doubt in their confused hearts. If God is love, why did not he love them? If he is almighty, why did not he help them? Slowly I convinced them that everything was a fraud created by society. Any mistake I made to them justified it with God or with society, and I used it to make their hatred of their enemy grow, while their confidence in me increased. I started with about ten followers, they quickly grew, as I trained them to talk to him as I spoke to people who suffered the same as they did. Soon, we were a respectable sect.
The most important thing that officials must take into account, the day they want to form a political sect or a political party (ha ha ha) is that the leader must provide his followers with a sense of belonging, which is absolutely essential. That idea of exclusivity; that you are part of something that others do not have access to, is what makes any political ideology, religion, or even pyramid sales system, successful.
Once my new religion was consolidated, and my followers had become faithful sheep, unable to question. I dedicated myself to depriving them of any other information than what I provided them. I bought an abandoned property of low value, and I took my followers to live with me. I convinced them that their mission was to keep me at ease, and it should be noted that I bought the farm with the money they gladly gave me.
Finally when they were totally isolated from society, I told them that the world needed a lesson. I told them that God should see his children die to understand that he should make a change in the world and blah blah blah. Anyway, the only solution was for all of us to go to a public place and take our lives there. For you who are listening at this moment, it sounds totally absurd. However, saying of my mouth to my parishioners, it was the unquestionable truth.
To make the short story, I tricked them into cutting their necks, each and every one in that mall at the same time, as if it had been a flashmob. It was epic! Only obviously, I did not follow the choreography. So that's all. The rest of the story they already know. As I said before, it is very easy to manipulate the human being. Even to you, who are trained officers. I just managed them at my whim ...
-What the hell are you talking about cockroach? Stop saying nonsense and tell us where are the bodies of the girls you killed!
-I never said that they were dead ...
Both officers were furious and jumped on that deranged man ...
-Do you mean they're still alive? Where are they? - Officer Lopez asked with the desperation that merited the case ...
- That's right, they're alive. Now you my dear officers face a great moral dilemma. As I told you before, they were manipulated. I confessed my crime to you, who, because you were preparing a crime against me, did not record anything of this conversation. They may try to find some proof of my homicides but they will not. In fact, until now, they have not been able to find any.
The girls are hidden, and they are alive for now. I did not kidnap them, but I do know their whereabouts. If I tell them where they are, they will give me a few years in prison, but not the death penalty. I will go out after a while and create a new religion or a terrorist cult to kill again massively. However, if they kill me now, they will kill 5 innocent girls, but they probably save hundreds, maybe thousands. What will officials do with me? Ticking, ticking ...
-The time runs, and those girls have hidden days. They will not live too long. What official decides Castillo?
Both officers looked at each other without knowing what to do ...
-You decide commissar ... - Lopez said resigned ...
-Give me the weapon ... I will end this incarnation of evil once and for all. Anyway, everyone already gives those girls for dead, and I'm sure this imbecile is telling the truth. If we let him live, he will end up doing something even worse ...
Castillo placed the muffler on the weapon and fired three shots at the killer's chest without hesitation for a moment. Aurelio fell from the chair slowly while the blood ran on the plastic that the officers had placed on the ground to eliminate the evidence. Before dying, Aurelio said these words ...
"As I said before, the human being is manipulable. I knew that Castillo was coming here to die, but you have just killed the only person who knows the whereabouts of 5 girls about to die. That makes him responsible for those deaths, as well as Officer Lopez, who has been his accomplice. You took a killer from the world, but I gave two new murderers ... Live with that. "
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