Kills, chills and gills: On the trail of a submerged psychopath
Just got a shiver up my spine, readers. Seems that one of my blog posts has been eerily prescient ...
Nearly a year ago I wrote about a shark that was preying on animals in Botany Bay. Using the few clues that were available, I structured a psychological profile of the predator:
I reckon we're dealing with a serial killer here; a highly educated Hannibal Lecter type at that. He has a particular interest in zoology and is methodically chomping his way through the different classes of the subphylum Vertebrata. If his next victims are, say, a goanna (reptile) and a cane toad (amphibian) my theory will be confirmed.
In the meantime I suggest the NSW police utilise my hypothesis in their search for the perp's identity. They should look for white pointers enrolled in any tertiary biological science course, particularly taxonomy.
Not unlike the notorious Zodiac killer, this monster has taken a long break between attacks. But he has pounced again -- not, as I predicted, in NSW; but in Torquay, Victoria. And while his victim was not a member of one of the species I suggested, I wasn't far off. It was a kangaroo, see.
So my profile is still valid ... Still, I am baffled by the perp's behaviour, particularly his choice of location.
Hmmm ... Maybe he's swimming scared? Or perhaps he's been reading my blog and is trying to taunt me?
Whatever. Every time he strikes he leaves more clues ... I'll catch this monster eventually. Just you wait and see.
