The Mondego River Butcher Case

 Five people were killed in one night, two of them inside a hotel, an adult man and a child, the victim’s names were Augusto Queiroga and the child’s name was Paulo Amarante. Police have found that Paulo’s computer had an opened file, it is believed to be his diary, this is what it read:





 October 20th



 Feioso ran away, he got out through the door and one of the residents said a cat ran out the main door while she was getting in. I have to go look for him, it’s a good thing it’s Saturday, otherwise my dad would hardly agree to go help me find him, but it’s only because he has a lot of work at the police department, he really likes to hang out with me, so when I asked for his help, he agreed without hesitation. Even if he wasn’t available, I could always ask my sister to come and help me, only she’s not comfortable going out at the dark, Mafalda’s a bit nyctophobic.





 November 2nd



 We never found Feioso, we’ve already given up the search, this really bumped me out.





 November 12 th



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<p class="MsoNormal"> He’s here! I can see him! I mean, I can’t because it’s dark out, but I see Feioso’s eyes reflecting the light out in the near woods, I’m sure it’s him, I have to go get him!

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<p class="MsoNormal">             23:24h

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<p class="MsoNormal"> I couldn’t find him, he ran away again, I starting to wonder if he would have gotten back if I hadn’t got out to get him.

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<p class="MsoNormal"> November 16th

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<p class="MsoNormal"> My dad looks really stressed out, and he refuses to speak to anyone about it, he just says that it’s work stuff, it’s normal for him to be upset about work, but he looked disturbed, scared even, we didn’t push him far, so if he didn’t want to talk about it, we agreed to keep our mouths shut and stop asking him.

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<p class="MsoNormal"> November 30th

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<p class="MsoNormal"> My dad is taking night shifts every night over the past 5 days, whatever is bothering him, it seems to be some serious business.

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<p class="MsoNormal"> December 1st

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<p class="MsoNormal"> My dad is loosing it, he’s keeping us stuck in the house most of the day, and God forbids if we leave the house at night or sunset. My mom seems to be aware of the situation, she’s constantly comforting him and telling that things are going to be okay. What things? What’s going on?

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<p class="MsoNormal"> December 24th

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<p class="MsoNormal"> I’m starting to realize what was disturbing my parents so much. I just found out my grandparents were both horribly killed, they were fucking butchered, on Christmas! Whoever did this is trying to terrorize my dad, since he’s a detective, it’s not hard to put 2 and 2 together, my dad usually has no problems telling what was going on in his live, but he never told us about any enemy, nor did he wanted to talk about it, at least to my sister and I, my grandparents funeral is in 2 days.

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<p class="MsoNormal"> December 26th

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<p class="MsoNormal"> We’re living with cops now, my dad is concerned about the murder of my grandparents and he fears the killer will strike one of us next, so until they have this guy behind bars, we’re going to live under constant surveillance. Even though my dad’s parents just died, he hasn’t stop going to work.

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<p class="MsoNormal"> January 1st

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<p class="MsoNormal"> We celebrated new year in our house, and we didn’t have ant guests, and he only celebrated with us briefly, he’s been working most of the day like any other day.

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<p class="MsoNormal"> January 3rd

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<p class="MsoNormal"> We’re moving out of our house, one of the cops that was guarding us was killed by the same man who killed my grandparents, whoever’s doing this has a real grudge against my dad, so now we’re going to Lisboa, we’re spending a few nights in a hotel, we’re living with 5 bodyguards now that my dad hired. We’re at the room 22, right before our room, there is another that seems to be out of order, apparently there was a huge hole in the wall after an accident from a couple of idiots that used to live there before that were goofing around with some heavy weights. Because of that we were having some trouble sleeping at night because of the constructions right net door.

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<p class="MsoNormal"> January 18th

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<p class="MsoNormal"> Something horrible happened yesterday, I didn’t write anything that day, because I really wasn’t in the mood to do anything, I’m still crying as I write. My mom dyed, there was a huge fuss coming from downstairs, I even heard the cops shouting, my sister and I, who were alone in the room decided to go see what was happening, but right before I went out of the room, I saw a man in a hooded rain coat holding a knife running in the rain, shortly followed by three of our bodyguards, it was him, bastard. My sister and I went downstairs, there was a crowd of people trying to prevent us from seeing what had happened, but we manage to get through, my mom was laying dead with stab wounds over her body, and she had the number 17 carved on her naked chest, I puked and Mafalda burst into tears, as the cop who stayed indoors to watch the door was making signal for us to go with him upstairs, I took a quick glance of outside the door, there was another dead body, this one seemed to belong to one of the bodyguards. My dad came home earlier, he already knew what happened, even though he was wet from the rain, I could tell he was crying to, he hugged and kissed us for a good whole minute, he then went to talk to one of the cops that arrived, the cop told him of how I saw the killer outside the window, my dad started to ask me questions about his appearance or what he was wearing, amongst other questions, nothing that the cops hadn’t already asked me, I could only tell him that he was wearing a green raincoat and that he had an average size, but I didn’t see his face. I latter learned that he killed yet another one of our bodyguards during their chase, the two that chased him told my dad that he was very sneaky. Mafalda and I received some company from our uncle Gustavo who only lives 3 miles from here, he came as soon as he heard the news to give his condolences.

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<p class="MsoNormal"> February 4th

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<p class="MsoNormal"> This is the first day my dad finally went out to work after mom’s death, he just spend his time either with us, at the bar or with uncle Gustavo.

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<p class="MsoNormal"> February 14th

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<p class="MsoNormal"> Our bodyguards are fucking useless, they’re fucking clowns, mu dad as been punching the wall and kicking furniture all day long and I’ve been cursing and mostly crying. Again, the event happened yesterday. I was alone after my father went to work and Mafalda secretly went to hang out with some friends she knew at Lisboa, usually she wouldn’t disobey dad, especially in a situation like this, but she was getting tired of being stuck in the house most of the time and only getting out with the company of the whole family and the bodyguards, she was certain nothing would happen, what were the fucking odds. The bodyguards weren’t allowed to let us out without our dad’s permission, so she went through the unavailable room next door so she could get out through the wall, there weren’t any constructors yesterday, of course it was locked, but she knew how to unlock doors. She always learned something new with her friends. It was getting late and she still wasn’t home yet, I was worried if dad would arrive before her, but he doesn’t really have any kind of schedule, so he could arrive any time at night. I decided to go outside my door to wait for her, but as I stepped outside my hotel room, I felt something, it was a key, the key to the room 21, the room next to me out of order, how did that got there, how come nobody saw it? I picked it up and unlocked the door, I screamed at what I saw. My sister, lying dead next to the huge hole getting wet from all the rain, she was filled with dog bites. My dad arrived shortly after the cops did, they claim with was the same killer, a dog couldn’t climb to that floor. I spend a good few minutes hearing my dad yelling at the bodyguards, he would have give some to the guy in the front desk, but he was also killed, also by the same murderer, which obviously explained how he got the key to that room, but how come nobody saw it? My dad was the only one who slept last night, and it was only because he was knocked out by liquor.

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<p class="MsoNormal"> February 16th

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<p class="MsoNormal"> I’m getting pretty fucking tired of this, my dad still won’t tell me what the fuck is going on, he clearly knows something about this man, that’s obvious, I’m tired of being kept in the dark. While he’s at the bar, I’m going to check his files, they’re in his suitcase, but luckily I know the password.

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<p class="MsoNormal"> I feel sick to my stomach, after I opened up his suitcase, I found a lot of photos of dead people brutally slaughtered, but what got me the most were some pages that caught my attention, this is what it was written:

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:36.0pt"> “6 year old Susana Murtinho is now having therapy for 1 year and 4 months today after finding a pile of organs in the edge of the Mondego river near Copeira Street, Coimbra.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:36.0pt"> Since then, it has been found more and more piles of human organs, bones, hands, feet and heads coming from the river. After analysis, it as been confirmed that the victims have beed butchered with either a cook knife, a kitchen axe or, most often, both, this is while they were still alive, it was concluded that the killer keeps the flesh and dumps the rest in the river, but the police can't find the origin. Since then the killer was known as O Carniceiro do Rio Mondego (The Mondego River Butcher).

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:36.0pt"> All of his victims had a peculiar aspect, they were all marked with numbers, indicating the order of his killings, some usually had the number carved on their flesh, but sometimes the numbers were indicated in a different manner, for example, his fifth victim Henrique Bastos was found butchered next to a regulatory sign that limited speed to 50 kilometers, and the zero was covered in blood.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:36.0pt"> Police have later found a head among with another pile that had a bite mark in the neck that ripped off the flesh, but the analysis confirmed that those marks were made by the teeth of a German Shepherd, but the teeth were miss placed, as if they weren't in the mouth of a dog, this was immediately assumed to be related with the case of the dead German Shepherd that was missing it's teeth that went on the news 2 months ago. It is assumed that the killer used those teeth to either fake a bite mark or actually replaced his/her teeth with a dog's, but it has been found traces of human saliva, though it couldn't be identified, since then it as been assumed that the killer actually have the teeth of a dog and was a cannibal since the flesh was ripped from the limb with the mouth, which explained why the killer was interested with the flesh.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:36.0pt"> This theory as been confirmed since victims that survived and escaped claim that the killer actually had sharp, dog like teeth, because of the lack of light and the velocity and intensity of the situation, they couldn't describe him entirely, other than the fact that the killer was male, caucasian and had dark hair, the victims could only describe his most outstanding features, which were the teeth and the fact that his eyes shined in the dark. It as been assumed that the killer uses some kind of special lenses, but Police couldn't track any specific place that sold glow in the dark contact lenses to people that didn't confirm their innocence.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:36.0pt"> There were children found dead in an abandoned warehouse decorated with strange symbols, black candles, goat heads and many other unusual things, analysis say that the children were sexually abused before getting tortured and murdered, it is believed that they were victims of a SRA crime (Satanic Ritual Abuse), it was concluded that the Mondego River Butcher was involved in it, if he wasn't alone, since some of the children had the same bite mark in specific places of their bodies. Ever since the Media announced that event, no one ever showed up in that warehouse, but more children were getting missing.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:36.0pt"> Police later found out that someone had possession of a snuff film, the culprit's name is Diogo Rabelo. A snuff film is when someone kills a person in front of a camera so it can later be sold for profit. The movie involved a man tied up to a chair, the background was of a black cover, and the killer was wearing a black cloak, leather gloves and the face was off view. The killer first tortures the victim, skins him, cuts off a limb, carves his respective number, and so forward until the victim was slowly decapitated with a dagger, throat first. After he was dead, the killer removes a pice of his flesh, bends over a bit, revealing sharp canine teeth, but still covering the rest of the face and then ate the flesh. Because of that it is concluded that that man was the infamous serial killer.

<p class="MsoNormal">             Police interrogated Rabelo, it was confirmed that he was not the killer, but he was also unable to track the source of the video. After Police asked him were did he bought the film, he said that he got it for free online and that the DVD was put in his front door carpet, but he didn't see who delivered it, it was suspected that he was lying on the count that no one in his right mind would reveal his address to a homicidal maniac, but he said that he had never told him, and that after he agreed to buy, a BUG was found in his computer and he believes that that was were the killer got his address. He said that he got the film from a website called www.unsuspectingwebsitedotcum.com, but it didn't exist, Rabelo consisted that the website did existed and that the killer must have somehow eliminate it, but Police couldn't track anything from the nonexistent website or from the BUGs that he claimed to have, they also asked the neighbors if anyone saw anybody place a DVD in front of his house, but no one saw, though there were no alibis. Diogo Rabelo was sentenced to prison, but the victim and the place from the film was never found and there was nothing known about the murderer.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:36.0pt"> He has a count of 11 deaths since the Police suspected that the killer dumped the remains under the bridge in the Rio Street, large amount of blood was found there even, but they couldn't trace any suspects, there were no footprints, no fingerprints, no witnesses of anyone even going there, there was nothing helpful.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:36.0pt"> The killer continued to dump the remains in the river, but from a different origin. He has 13 kills now and the Police was unable to make much progress.”

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<p class="MsoNormal"> That instantly made me feel uneasy, and the pictures didn’t help, I’m going to lie down for a while.

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<p class="MsoNormal"> March 15th

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<p class="MsoNormal"> I’m scared, I think I’m alone, here’s what happened, a few minutes ago my dad got a call from uncle Gustavo, but dad forgot the phone in our room and he was at the bar, so I picked it up, he sounded perturbed, he really needed to talk to my dad, so I went downstairs to find dad a give him the phone, after I found him and gave him, he immediately got up from his stool, grabbed me by the arm and ran upstairs to our room, he yelled at the bodyguards to make sure they took care of me. I didn’t get much from the conversation, but from what I got, uncle Gustavo already called the police and then he called my dad. That was 25 minutes ago, and I just heard the door next room being knocked down, followed by an immediate struggling coming from outside my room, if my hears weren’t fooling me, I’d say the bodyguards ran in a hurry to the next room and to outside, from the hole I guess, that was 12 minutes ago.

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<p class="MsoNormal">             21:06h

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<p class="MsoNormal"> Someone’s knocking at the door really hard, it sounds like he’s trying to knock it down, I’m grabbing my bat.

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