John Wayne Gacy pulls up and at first it looks like he’s going to book him. This one now thinks again about suicide by wrist-slitting. The young rentboy is quite terrified - terrified of being found out as a homosexual more than anything (if his parents knew, it would probably kill the three of them). He sees one and targets him with the lamp with some feigned authority. Most of his potential victims would take him for an undercover cop. Tonight, he looks the part, of a (dirty) cop. Tonight, he has dressed to kill, pomaded his hair. He has a bravado worthy of a minor film star, but certainly not the looks. And when he finds them, their reaction is not un-alike that of some prey creatures in the headlights of their stunned demise. He has an articulating lamp on the driver’s side, with which to spot his quarry. There is a sham cop prowling the streets. The unpleasant sentiments herein are pure fantasy. While it is based on facts available to the author, it is heavily embellished. AN EMBELLISHED CONFESSION OF JOHN WAYNE GACYĭisclaimer: what you are about to read represents the author’s conception of possible confessions of the subject John Wayne Gacy.
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