Part One: Capturing a killer
It was a dark night in the Russian village of Pooska. That was the night of August, 24th, 1998; the night that Fresbur Teurl (the notorious murderer known by many, due to his own writing, as Da Killerator) set out to kill his 223rd victim.
"Da Killerator" was being hunted by both the "Russian FBI" and the mob (as well as some amount of vigilantes and bounty hunters). On that night of August, 24th, 1998, Fresbur was caught by the police; for the moment that the watchman shouted, the villagers shot at him from their windows and threw whatever they could, many people even got close to him (two of which he killed by swinging his long knife), he killed five of them in all (three of which he killed by shooting into the windows).
When the police arrived, Fresbur was alive but in a bad condition. His eyes were swelled, he was hit in the head with a brick, in right leg he had thirty-one bullets, and in his left leg he had forty bullets.
The police managed to get Fresbur to the hospital (this was quite a feat, for as they drove people shot and threw things at the car in an attempt to kill Fresbur before they could arrive).
"Noooooo! He is back from de grave!" shouted Zifauld as the Killerator appeared in front of him.
"Bu-but... ah killed yew!" said Rass Clemens "They dun buried yew in Abu Grave!"
"The Killerator is back from the grave!" shouted the Killerator.
The Killerator's enraged spirit stabbed Zifauld through the chest.