Juliet

Along the streets of The Hague, Holland there was a well know woman that helped out the homeless people, gave them food daily and warm clothing. After months of dedicating her time walking the streets helping out of her own generosity, she was offered a job working in a shelter that looked after kids that had no home to go to, which she accepted. Juliet was a pillar of the community, everyone liked her and knew her for the wonderful acts of kindness she did. She couldn't walk down any street in this area without saying hello after hello, a duty she did not mind.

A month into her new job and she had received some bad news that her mother had passed away, the years of heavy smoking had finally caught up with her, forty Marlboro a day since she was fifteen done the trick. Juliet was very close with her mother and took the news very badly, she became very withdrawn in herself and very jumpy, her kindness towards those that were in need of it had faded and all she wanted to do was be alone.

She found a new hobby that she took up at home, she collected old dolls that looked freaky as hell but found solace in them, often confiding her feelings with the creepy plastic porcelain figures. As her obsession grew so did her social isolation, her work had switched her from the day shift to the night as part of a new split shift renovation, Juliet didn't like this as every evening at 6.p.m till 10.p.m was her time to be alone with her dolls.  On her way to work one night, driving in the misty rain, a car clipped her back wheel and sent the car spinning into a street pole, Juliet banged her head up pretty badly.

On release from hospital the next day, she drove straight home to what she called her "babies" telling them that "Mammy is home and everything will be alright from now on". That night she went walking the streets in search of collectibles for her babies. The people she once called her friends - the homeless, were now her victims. At the dark hours of the morning she would go out and kill these people, cutting and taking the hair from their heads and putting it on her dolls.

Her medical report read that she was unable to work due to her accident, so she was let go. Her nightly murders of the homeless continued for some time, everyday there would be a body found, it had turned into a serial killer investigation. Every newspaper had it in it and every channel that was on the television had to mention it. After one of her nights on the kill she dropped a bracelet that had on it " Homelessness is not always a choice", this made her prime candidate for the murders as everyone knew of her carrying that bracelet. One day later the police knocked on her door and arrested her.

After they gained enough evidence against her which included the DNA results from the hair found on her dolls, she was sentenced to life in prison but because of her mental instability she was sent to a psychiatric unit. The charitable, kind woman who everyone in this town had loved for years was no more, numerous bad life events and the crash that left her mentally disturbed had taken the sweetheart out of her and replaced it with a thirst to kill. Her brain got so mixed up from the accident that it replaced the love it had for the homeless with a hatred and a need to rid the town of them.

Five months later on a cold but sunny Thursday morning one of the nurses opened Juliet's door to find her dead on the ground with all her hair ripped out. The exact cause of how she died is unknown to this day, multiple autopsies have been done and yet they still cannot identify the reason the former town treasure had passed away. Maybe her "Babies" had more power than anyone thought...