He was a quiet man, and no one ever paid that much attention to him. He worked as a taxidermist, and the people around town knew he was good at what he did. They just didn't know how good.
It was the spring, and the taxidermist had a lot of time on his hands. He had finished all the animals he needed to and he had spent more time than usual looking at an old Playboy magazine.
It was a college girls issue and he he noticed that one of the girls went to a college that really wasn't to far from where he was at the moment. Curiosity over took him and soon he was driving in his car. He found the college and he was soon asking about the girl. People were more than helpful and he even was able to find her dorm room.
He decided to wait until night fall. He crept into the window and took her while she was sleeping. He tied her up and turned up the radio and sang on his way home, almost as though he had just shot a big deer or a trophy of an animal that others would envy him for and be jealous of.
He drowned her in the bathtub, so he wouldn't damage the "hide". he skinned her and stretched her flesh over a manikin frame, after making adjustments so it looked exactly like her.
Soon she was in his trophy room, and he enjoyed hours upon hours of looking over his work and examining each little feature of his most prized catch


