WARNING : ADULTS STUFFS I WARNED YOU
This case is half real, paste on real events

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Katie Martin had a well-documented history of clownfuck lunacy beginning when she tried to strangle her first husband to death on their wedding night for daring to only have sex with her three times before falling asleep. When he finally left her, Katie took their baby daughter and dropped her on a stretch of nearby train tracks (the baby was rescued by a hobo tho,) then rampaged through town threatening random strangers with an axe.

She later went on another violent disorder , slashing woman's face and forcing her to drive to a service station, where Katie took a little boy hostage until the police arrived and beat her into submission with brooms,(those black sticks they hold in there hands) because law enforcement in her country is apparently hilarious. None of this is the crazy part of her story.

WARNING: READ AT YOUR DISCRETION. HERE IS WHERE EVER THING WILL TAKE TO A DETOUR STRAIGHT INTO HELL.

Katie eventually met a father of three children named John Lewis and they moved in together, despite the fact that Lewis was well aware of her explosive fits of inexplicable slobbering Looney Tunes rage. Lewis wound up kicking her out and filed a restraining order against her, telling his co-workers that if he ever failed to show up for work, she had probably killed him. He then gallantly allowed Katie back into his house for sex and fell asleep beside her, which suggests that Lewis perhaps didn't completely understand how restraining orders are supposed to work. Katie and Lewis started smooching together, and slowly started stripping naked while for fact they weren't on bed yet instead they were on a table in the kitchen, which that happened to be a good location to make Katie's plan work . With each kiss they share she stabbed him. Katie underscored this error by stabbing Lewis 37 times. That guarantees he died in between her arms which motivate Katie for more fun. She continued her game that satisfied her therapy to kill . When Lewis didn't show up for work the next day, his co-workers called the police, who showed up at Lewis's house to discover his skinned headless body lying on the kitchen floor.

Katie had draped his skin, completely intact in a single piece, over an S hook in a doorway like a vanity curtain in Leatherface's house. Lewis's head was boiling in a pot on the stove,and pieces of his **,* had been fried with vegetables, gravy and plated on the table in two place settings with name tags indicating that they were meant for Lewis's adult children (although the kids weren't expected, so she probably should have covered the plates with tinfoil but she didn't. She already ran away ). They then mad a deal with a man to play with her in the night so the could catch her.

She killed that guy the same way she did with Lewis but at least police caught her. She's a sick person no murder.

Katie pleaded guilty and was sentenced to life in prison with no possibility of parole -her file literally bears the words "NEVER TO BE RELEASED," like a shitty supervillain in a subterranean vault.

  Not after a year her brother
Russell Martin, a decorated colonel in  his country, liked to break into the homes of friends and neighbors with underage daughters and then photography himself waring pikini all over their rooms like a laboratory monkey(even worse) trying to get the most out of his jailbreak spree before all the PCP injections catch up to him and melt his brain.

He even creepily typed a message on one 12-year-old girl's computer, thanking her for the evening of boner-flogging her bedroom had provided for him.

All told, Martin committed over 80 underwear burglaries, frequently breaking in while the unaware owners were at home (he once sprinted naked into a woman's house to ransack her unmentionables drawer while she was in the shower), and he kept a meticulously organized library of thousands of photographs like these hidden in the basement of his house.

That was when Russell decided to open up the throttle on his crazy and graduate to full-blown kidnapping and murder. He broke into the houses of two different women, tying them up and forcing them to pose for more photographs for his collection. Then Russell broke into the house of a corporal he recognized from work, beat her into submission with a flashlight, and brutally murdered her, videotaping every horrific moment of his crime and taking enough photographs to fill an album. He also stole huge amounts of her clothing and underwear, because, as we've established, underwear was his maniac catnip.

Finally, Russell kidnapped a woman and took her out to a cottage he owned, where he terrorized her for an entire day before ultimately killing her with the same flashlight, because apparently he believed "flashlight" meant "bludgeon that occasionally helps you see in the dark." He recorded four hours of video of the crime and collected several more photographs and articles of stolen clothing, strengthening his bid for the title of "Scariest Rupper in the  History" (although he's facing stout competition in this very article). But now he began to kill random people to therapy his  thirsty to kill.

Luckily, a witness had spotted Russell's pathfinder outside of his last victim house  before she disappeared, and police were able to arrest him after matching his tire and boot prints to those found at the scene of her abduction. He confessed to the murders and was sentenced to life in prison, where he recently tried to kill himself by swallowing a toilet paper roll. The forces he worked for stripped him from his rank and every medal he'd earned over 23 years of service, because that guy was insane as his sister was.

Case is closed

A/N : they are insanely stupid non brainer people -_-