The Ghoul
It wouldn't be the first time.
Traffic jam. Someone drove
their car off the M1.
On purpose? F***ing selfish
pricks holding up the commute.
What's wrong with a bottle
of aspirin, eh?
Mr Coulson?
Repainted last week. No
one wants to touch the place.
Agency can't shift it.
Oh, I'll check the fuse box.
Righty-tighty. I'll give you
The neighbor said she heard a shot,
then the dog starts barking
and then six more shots.
Most likely, he's woken up when
he's come down the stairs,
he's gone to have a look out here,
and then he's gone to have
another look out the back here.
That's when he's discovered the shooter,
who ends up there, where you are.
Her arrival makes him panic
and that's when the gun goes off.
But here's the head-scratcher
and it's a f***ing doozy.
When he gets shot
he don't fall down.
He just keeps walking.
He doesn't drop where he should.
He just keeps coming.
Even though he's been shot.
The second shot
hits her in the chest,
but she doesn't drop, either.
She comes down a step or two. Third
shot hits her in the stomach.
She keeps coming.
Fourth shot hits her in the chest,
she still keeps coming.
Shots five and six hit him
in the abdomen and the shoulder.
And then the last shot
goes through his head
up into the ceiling, by which time
he's practically on top of him.
And then he drops the gun
and he legs it out of the door
with the car keys.
- Conversion?
- Er, yeah. A starter pistol.
And they said the Olympics
wouldn't leave a legacy, eh?
- They run at him?
- No, no.
It was more of a leisurely stroll.
Soco said they came
at him at an even pace,
even had him in shot.
They only finally lay down and died
when he left the house.
Now, how's it possible
for two people to keep walking
when they've been shot three times,
one of them in the face?
I told you it was a head-scratcher.
"We need to go
after the property manager."
- "F***'s sake. What?"
- "Who showed us in. What's his name?"
"F***, er Coulson. I think.
Jesus Christ, it's"
- "Did you get an address?"
- "F***'s sake!'
"The landlord says he hasn't
seen him for a week.
"Estate agency doesn't know where he is.
It's hard enough finding this address.
"No family. Mother dead. Father estranged.
Lives abroad.
"Employment records
practically non-existent.
"Trust-fund kid, which explains
this place. Almost.
"Coulson wasn't managing the building
at the times of the murders.
"He only got the job three days
after the shooting."
Turns out Michael Coulson's quite
the colorful character.
Been quizzed several times,
especially with violent stuff.
But nothing's ever stuck. Seems
he genuinely never gets involved.
Just hangs around criminals
and crime scenes.
I think he talks other people into doing
stuff just cos he gets a kick out of it.
Then from July last year,
he's been seeing a psychiatrist.
Dr Helen Fisher.
Private sessions
about two miles from here.
Think he knows we're onto him?
Well, I don't think he's popped
out for 20 fags and a wank mag.
Yeah, I'll admit this
doesn't look brilliant.
- Hey, Kath.
- Jesus Christ!
Chris
- Anyone else know you're here?
- Just Jim.
Where have you been?
Up north.
Man of f***ing mystery, aren't you?
What makes you think he's the one?
Been linked to similar things before.
Obsessed with crime scenes.
Means he's a ghoul.
Doesn't mean he's got
anything to do with this.
He was seeing a psychotherapist
called Helen Fisher.
Might be something in Fisher's notes
that'll tell us where he is.
Go back up north, Chris.
"OK, there's a type
of depression, dysthymia.
"It's long-term, mild symptoms,
but it persists over years."
So you can pretty much mumble one-word
answers for the first session.
"Any day, really."
Erm, I
Yeah, no. Er, let me just check.
Erm, yeah, that's fine.
"Er, I don't know. Mid-morning?"
"Yeah, what's the address, please?"
How are you today?
Fine.
What do you do for a living, Chris?
Could be living off benefits. Maybe
your parents are paying for your therapy.
Don't have a job.
How was this week for you?
Have you done anything fun?
Just sh*t.
Are you on any medication?
They were giving out venlafaxine
like smarties a while back,
but that might've changed. I can check.
VenLaflaxFlaxine. Ven
- Venlafaxine?
- Yeah.
- I came off it, though.
- OK.
- You take notes?
- Yes.
Sometimes I'll review
them before a session.
Where are they kept?
- "Probably not under lock and key."
- I'm sorry?
But they might be in a different room.
- Your notes?
- Oh. Over there.
But they're very safe. Nothing
about you leaves this practice.
Can you tell me what you'd like to get
out of these sessions?
I just wanna get better.
"There's often no one else there.
"Course if someone were
to ring the office,
"it might get her out of the room
for long enough."
You should've stayed up north, Chris.
People who suffer from depression often
feel they've always felt this way.
Like they're trapped in a cycle.
So, what I'd like to do is
Excuse me. I'm gonna get
that if no one else will.
Sorry. They hung up.
Why do people do that?
"Mr Coulson presents
a vivid convincing case
"that he is aManic depressive,
"but symptoms may be
co-morbid with other"
Can't read that. "Disorders"?
"As such, I'm not convinced
that he is fully bipolar.
"I'm treating him as such while keeping
open to real pathology."
Why would someone pretend
to have an illness?
Pots and kettles.
"He has expressed interest
in other patients.
"Questions about range of conditions
patients are said to have.
"I feel interest borders on morbidity,
especially in light of his history."
Then there's this.
"Coulson for M. Suitable subject."
- M?
- Morland?
I tracked him down. He's retired but still
sees patients now and again in his home.
Maybe Coulson's one of them.
Strange word. "Subject."
"for you today.
"people who suffer from depression often
feel they've always felt this way.
"Like they're trapped in a cycle."
so, let's go through a typical
Chris day, shall we?
I don't do anything.
"You must do something.
It's impossible to do nothing."
F***!
F***!
You've been coming here
for over a month now, Chris, but
you can't progress unless you start
to share a bit more about yourself.
Is there anyone in your life
you have feelings for?
There's a girl.
And I, erm
kind of like her I suppose.
How did you meet her?
We met at a university up north.
I was older Well, I am older than her.
And she was in her first year.
And I didn't finish. I-I-I dropped out.
And I was just hanging
round university, going to the bar.
- Did you go out?
- No.
No, she
She went out with a friend of mine, Jim.
So that's, that's how I met her.
Have you kept in touch with her?
"No, not, not really."
I mean, I sometimes go
over to sort of that part of town
because it's it's, it's near where
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