[ WP ] Jack the Ripper in custody speaking with a constable about the motivation for his crimes .

`` For my entire life, I ’ ve felt it. I ’ ve walked amongst you. Studied amongst you. Traded, drank, and chatted with you. But I ’ m not one of you. 
 
 There ’ s a part of me. A part of me that I can ’ t quite put into words. This….thirst. An overwhelming, powerful urge to control. To destroy. To….dig my hands through life, pulling everything out. An urge to bury my face in it, to….to bite into it. To drink it. It takes everything else in me to not scream at the top of my lungs while doing it. Even while not doing it. I often feel the need to scream. 
 
 I ’ ve controlled it for as long as I can remember. But I could n't any longer. The first night I did this, I had never felt better. I transformed. I became what I feel like I really am inside. A beast. A monster A god. 
 
 You ask me why I did these things? I was just being me. 

