This whole thing with Brian Kohberger pleading guilty to the murder of four University of Idaho students has been haunting me. No—creeping me the hell out. It's like a shadow that won't go away. And it's got me thinking about serial killers. Make no mistake—Kohberger was one in the making. If he hadn't been caught, he would’ve killed again. You can see it all over him.
After the murders, records show he searched the internet
for information on Ted Bundy—like he was studying up. He stalked his victims,
just like Bundy did. And the brutality? It fits the serial killer playbook.
Stabbing. Beating. Up-close violence. That’s what they crave. They want the
rush—the blood, the screams, the power. All the raw, immediate input. All the
horror.
This stuff drills into me.
It doesn’t just disturb me—it violates something deep
inside. It’s completely alien to my sense of humanity, to everything I believe
in.
Brian Kohberger is terrifying, through and through.
I posted two of his selfies. The first was taken just six
hours after the murders—he’s flashing a thumbs-up like he won a prize. The
second is worse. His eyes are empty, like something vital never existed there.
He is the kind of man who walks unseen among us—until it’s
far, far too late.
—Mitchell Hegman
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