The Serial Killer - Part XXIX
Ten years before Jack the Ripper, nineteenth century French serial killer, Eusebius Pieydagnelle, developed an obsession with blood while growing up across the street from a butcher shop. He told police, “The smell of fresh blood, and appetizing meat, the bloody lumps–all this fascinated me and I began to envy the butcher’s assistant, because he could work at the block, with his sleeves rolled-up and bloody hands.” In spite of his respectable parents’ opposition, he became an apprentice at the butcher shop where he wounded cattle and drank their blood. But the greatest excitement for him came when he was allowed to kill an animal himself: “…the sweetest sensation is when you feel the animal trembling under your knife. The animal’s departing life creeps along the blade right up to your hand. The mighty blow that felled the bullocks sounded like sweet music to my ears.” Shocking words from someone who was probably always thought of as a decent man.
He confessed to murdering six people.
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