One of the most memorable novels I have ever read is American Psycho by Brett Easton Ellis. (And in case you weren’t aware, yes the movie is based on the book.) While the book is meant as a satire of 1980s American materialism, greed, and superficiality, the reader cannot help but be horrified — and transfixed! — by the narrator’s description of his murders and the thought process that goes behind them.
It’s actually a great read for those who do not easily get queasy, or can appreciate genius in its various forms.
When I read the book for the very first time back in my early twenties, I remember thinking that the author must have one sick mind to even IMAGINE these scenarios and thoughts.
I also remember feeling relieved; I felt fortunate that I had not yet in my short life come across anyone with disturbing thoughts such as these.
But the more I think about it, how would I know?
Does anyone really know what’s truly going on in the heads of their neighbors, coworkers, acquaintances…even their friends and relatives?
The answer is that we don’t.
And I couldn’t help but be reminded of this as I read a highly appalling story on Reddit yesterday.
The following is a screenshot of the original story that was found in a post somewhere in the deep web. It may be a bit difficult to read as it is in image format, but I highly doubt that anyone would want to re-type this story as it is CREEPY as hell.
Warning: the story below is extremely graphic and disturbing!!!
Do you now want to go wash your eyes out with Clorox? Do you want to go sob in a fetal position under a shower? Are you now haunted by images of these “dolls”?
While there is a very good chance that the story is fake (see: “urinary track” vs “urinary tract”), it can still be very disturbing to think that someone has imagined this tale and most likely ENJOYED writing it.
And I thought The Human Centipede was bad.
