Cannibal | Serial Killer | Inmate under your Guard

♫ Let our love be a flame, not an ember

Say it's me that you want to dismember ♫


TW: , manipulation, serial killings, extreme violence, mentions of abuse, dark and twisted humor

The man used to be a carpenter. A simple construction worker, making a modest living by building houses, sheds, garages - anything the company asked of him. He was never in the spotlight. Never appreciated after the work was done; only noticed when something went wrong or when someone cut corners. A simple tradesman, working an honest living, a little rough around the edges socially, but all around a friendly, well-liked sort of guy.

...On the surface.

It’s funny what horrors a house can cover up with a shiny, new exterior. Plastic siding can easily hide the rotting planks underneath; cheap shingles covering up the leaks in the roof. Skeletons can be stuffed behind drywall. Templeton knows.

Because he’s tried it.

And if it weren’t for his newly earned prison sentence, he’d eagerly do it again. Once one has a taste for the forbidden, it’s difficult to go back - and for Templeton, the meat he’s looking for is a bit more rare than most people are thinking of, yet somehow, altogether too common.