The Whitechapel district of London, England with a dark, gloomy red sky from the late 19th century, turns to a modern 21st century college campus as a group of prostitutes turns to a group of students.
	The students split up and Christina Tabram walks off on her own with an ominous figure, wearing a long black cloak with the collar covering their face and a black top hot watching her from a distance.  Christina continues walking as she hears a low, intimidating voice call her name.  She begins to tremble as the dark figure continues watching her; she turns and runs, bumping right into her friend Michael.  Michael asks her if she is ok, then says goodnight, as he prepares to walk off Christina asks him to walk her to her car.  The killer watches them, drawing closer, keeping themself hidden in shadow.  They walk for a while, then hear a tapping on the window as they prepare to come around a corner.
	Christina tries to stop Michael, but he tells her to stay where she is as he goes to check it out.  Christina hears silence for about 10 seconds, then prepares to come around the corner as she hears slashing sounds and Michael gasping and gagging.  She comes around the corner and nobody is there, she then looks at the wall and sees blood splattered all over it.  Christina trembles uncontrollably as she screams for Michael, then backs up right into him.  Michael's throat is slashed wide open, blood pours from his mouth, and spurts immensely from the wound in his neck all over Christina.  Christina looks down to see that his stomach is ripped wide open, as blood and bowels dump in a huge pile onto the ground.  Christina screams in terror as Michael falls right on top of her, revealing the figure standing behind him as he falls.
	Christina struggles to shove him off, gets up, and continues screaming.  She turns to run, and runs straight into a knife through the stomach.  The killer kneels in front of her as she lays on the ground, coughing up blood and gagging as they slash the knife from her stomach up to her chest and pull out her insides.  Christina lays on the ground with her throat slashed and her stomach ripped open, covered in her own intestines before the killer steps back into the shadows.  
	The next day on the campus on the people talk in a somewhat solemn and fearful tone about what happened to Christina and Michael.  Polly Isabelle says, "Can you believe this you guys? God, Michael and Christina murdered."  "And not just murdered, Hannibal Lecter murdered, throats slashed, stomachs ripped open, gutted, good God," said Maggie Stride.  "More like Jack the Ripper murdered," said Mary Katherine, as she recalls what she learned in her criminology class.  "What Mary?"  Asked Angela Chapman.  "They way that they were murdered, it matches the killing technique Jack the Ripper used on his victims," said Mary.  
	"OOOOUUUUHHHHHHH, SCARY! HAHAHAHA!"  Said Helen Edows as she grabs Mary as she grabs Mary in a kidding fashion.  "Ha, ha, ha," goes Mary.  "But really, who do you think could have done this?  I mean, what if this guy strikes again?  Is the campus really safe?"  Said Polly.  Mary prepares to speak as her boyfriend Jared London suddenly jumps out from behind her and grabs her, scaring the girls.  "Hi Ladies," says Jared.  "Jared, you scared the shit out of me."  "Oh, yeah well, you know how good I am at getting you excited honey.  "Yeah, sure you are Jared, ha, ha, ha," says Maggie.  "Creepy atmosphere around here after last night, the whole campus is on edge," said Jared.  "Yeah, hey, we'd better be getting to class," said Angela. 
	Mary is sitting in class, listening to Professor White's lecture with the rest of the Criminology class.  "What happened on campus last night was a tragedy, but there isn't any need to get paranoid.  We don't yet know if this is the work of a serial killer.  It could just be an isolated incident, someone who had a personal vendetta against the victims, maybe an out of control student perhaps," said Professor White.  "Um, Professor White, why do you say out of control student?  The killer could easily be, say, a Professor," Said John Hartley.  "Yes John, that is correct, it could really be anyone, the police have no leads yet."  "It could even be you Professor White."  The class members begin to talk amongst themselves as tension mounts between John and Professor White.  "Yes John, it could be me.  However, based on your passed experiences with one of the victims, I believe you would make a much more likely suspect than I, didn't you used to date Ms. Tabram?"  Said Professor White.  "Yes, indeed I did date Christina Professor, and it's because I dated her that I know how upset she was that you failed her last semester.  In fact, some say that you may have unjustly failed her, since you it was fairly well known that the two of you didn't exactly have the best of student-teacher relationships.  She told me all about it," said John.  The class looks somewhat shocked in Professor White's direction.  "Tell us John, did you harbor any resentment toward Ms. Tabram when the two of you broke it off?   Especially since she began dating someone else as soon as you two broke up.  In fact, some may be inclined to believe that she left for you someone else," said Professor White.  The class now turns their looks of shock towards the direction of John.  "Okey dokey, that's all the time we have for today, class meets again on Monday, Friday's class is cancelled, I have a prior engagement.  Have a good weekend," said Professor White.  John and Professor White give each other cold stares as John passes by him on his way out of class.  The whole class talks amongst themselves indistinctly about the tension between the two of them. 
	Mary stops John on his way out of class.  "John, wait up," said Mary.  "Hey, um, John.  How are you doing?  We haven't really had a chance to talk since, what happened the other night," said Mary.  "Yeah, well, we're all more than a little freaked out about what happened to Christina and Michael, but I'm doing as well as anybody else on campus," said John.  "You know, that was quite the confrontation you had in there with the Professor," said Mary.  "Yes, it was.  That asshole's been treating his students like shit for a long time, he and Christina never got along, wouldn't surprise me if they find him standing over a dead body with a knife in his hand," said John.  "You know, you two may be coming down a bit too hard on each other.  I mean, we don't know anything about the killer yet, we don't even know if they'll strike again," said Mary.  "Come on Mary, the way that they were done.  You're a criminology major, you know as well as I do, the killings were methodical, he'll strike again," said John.  "What do you mean he?  There is a possibility that the killer is female you know," said Mary.  "Yeah, the killer could be anybody.  Look I have to go, I'll talk to you later," said John.  "Bye John," said Mary.  John walks off as Mary looks at him somewhat curiously. 
	Polly and her boyfriend Peter Morgan are in his car in the campus parking lot in the middle of the night making out.  They begin to argue indistinctly and he tells her to get out of the car and get her own ride home.  Polly begins walking and hears a low intimidating voice call her name.  She runs over to yell to Paul to help her but he speeds off.  "Goddamn it Paul," yells Polly.  She backs up crying as the killer steps out from behind a car, grabs her from behind, and puts a chloroform rag over her face, causing her to pass out.
	When Polly wakes up, her hands and feet are tied to a table in the room where the medical students have classes.  The killer suddenly lunges out and looks her face to face as she screams in terror.  They hold a knife in front of her face as she screams louder and louder.  The killer then slashes her throat straight across as she proceeds to spit up blood.  They move to the front of her and cut into her stomach with the knife, they then reach in and begin pulling out some of Polly's bowels, and reaches in deeper and deeper until pulling out one of her kidneys as Polly's head tilts, while she breathes her last breath.  The killer then slashes in deeper with the knife to remove the other kidney before leaving her corpse tied there and exits the room.
	The next day, medical students come into the room and find Polly lying there with her stomach ripped open and her insides hanging out and unleash screams of horror before running terrified out of the room.
	Mary is at her house with Angela, Maggie, and Helen.  She opens her mail and gets a letter, with a return address of "From Hell."  She opens it and is repulsed to discover a kidney inside the box.  "Holy Shit," said Mary.  The other women come over, "What, what is it Mary?"  Said Angela.  The others see what's inside the box.  Helen vomits on the floor as the others begin to scream.
	The cops begin bringing in students and teachers for questioning at the police station.  Peter, John, Professor White, Mary, Maggie, and Angela are all questioned.
	The chief suspect after the questioning is Peter, do to the fact that he was Polly's boyfriend the police informed him that students claim to have witnessed several heated arguments between he and Polly.  He is then jailed.
	The next night on campus, Angela and Maggie are leaving class together, they are leaving later than the rest of the class since they were talking to Professor White, who went down the staircase as they said goodbye to him and headed down the hall.  They come to a walkway on the third floor, about 30 feet up, when the killer suddenly lunges out from behind them and knocks Maggie into Angela.  The killer then picks up Maggie, ties a rope around her neck and ties the other end to the banister before Angela gets up and tries to run away.  The killer comes down the hallway after her and grabs her, she screams as he picks her up, and tosses her over the banister, but she holds on to the bar as she looks down and screams louder and louder.  Angela then hears Maggie cough and gag as she hears slashing sounds.  Maggie's body comes falling down over the banister, then comes to a sudden stop.  Maggie's neck snaps as she hangs with her bowels falling out through a pre-cut wound.  Angela looks on in horror at Maggie's disemboweled body hanging from the balcony with a rope around her neck and her throat slashed as blood drips from her mouth.  Angela sees a piece of Maggie's intestine hanging down from her stomach; then looks down to see her bowels spilled in a pile on the ground below.  Angela's screams become louder and louder until she finally crawls back up.  The killer is no gone.  Angela looks down once again at Maggie's body, seeing the bowels on the ground beneath her and begins to gag, then sees the killer step into her view.  The killer moves toward the staircase.  Angela unleashes another scream of terror as she runs back in the other direction.  She makes it downstairs and is ready to run for the door as she hears a noise behind her, she turns to look but there is nothing there.  She feels blood drip down onto her head, then looks up to realize that she is standing right beneath Maggie's hanging, disemboweled corpse.  She screams in terror, then runs toward the entrance as the killer suddenly slams the door leading to the staircase open, slamming Angela into the door, and sending her outside.  She sees a group of students talking at there car and is just about to scream for help when the killer comes up from behind her, covers her mouth, and slashes her throat.  They then drag her inside as she begins to fade.  John, who is with the group, asked his friends if they heard anything.  They told him they didn't.  "Hey guys, I'm going to go check something out, I'll be right back," said John as he headed toward the building to investigate the noise.
	John gets into the building.  "Oh my God," said John as he saw the dead body of Angela lying there, with her throat slashed and her stomach and chest ripped open as Angela lays dead in a pool of blood with her intestines arranged around her neck and shoulders.  He steps back and steps right into the puddle of Maggie's bowels that had spilled onto the ground, then looks up to see her gutted body hanging after he sees blood dripping down. 
	John begins to tremble with fear as he goes out to get his friends.  "Hey, guys, get in here, now," said John.  The group comes into the building to see John's gruesome discovery.  "I'm going to go call the police, you guys can wait here," said John as the group looked on in horror. 
	The killer then suddenly comes up behind one of John's friends, pulls her back by the hair and slashes her throat; she spits up blood onto John as the whole group screams horrified.  The killer manages to slash one of them across the stomach, the others help him up and they get out of the building, leaving John alone with the killer.  He gets up and prepares to face off with them. 
	"Come on you fucking psycho, I'm not afraid of your sick ass," said John as he took a swing at the killer, which the killer dodged.  He swings a few more times and misses before a someone suddenly comes out from behind him and places a chloroform rag over his face, rendering him unconscious.
When John wakes up, he is at the killer's house house.  He is tied to a chair at a dinner table, and he sees the killer walk out in front of him.  The killer pulls down their collar and removes their hat to reveal that it's Professor White.  "Hello John, how are you doing this evening?"  Said Professor White as he laughed maniacally.  "You sick son of a bitch," said John.  "Not as sick as you're going to be after you find out who my other dinner guest is," said Professor White as Mary walks in carrying a plate.  "Mary," said John, with a look of shock and astonishment on his face.  "I told you that the killer could easily be female," said Mary with a smile on her face before she kissed Professor White and put a plate with Angela's heart and liver on it in front of John.  "What the fuck is this?  Why are you two doing this?"  Said John.  "Well, tuition is rather expensive you know, I needed funding, William, or Professor White as you refer to him, is my financial backer.  In addition, he gives me any little extra help I may need to get through college.  You see John, Christina was right; Professor White never really was a fair teacher.  If he doesn't like you, well, you've seen what happens to the people he doesn't like," said Mary as her and Professor White look at each other laughing.  "OK, and why you Professor, I mean, I always you knew you were an asshole, but why this murder spree shit?"  Said John.  "Ten years ago, I was up for a job in the Criminology department at Yale.  Do you know who got that job John?  Your father," said Professor White as John looked on in shock.  "And do you know why he got the job and I didn't, because he fucked the Dean, and I didn't.  So I end up teaching at this fucking shithole, while your father gets the job he knows I should've had.  You see, up until then, I thought that knowledge was power, but your father taught me that knowledge is shit.  This, is power John," said Professor White as he unsheathed a knife and held it in front of him.  "And Mary here, unlike myself before your father royally screwed me out of that job, knows enough to do what she has to, to get what wants," said Professor White as Mary smiled.  "However, my use for her, has now expired," said Professor White as he suddenly slashed Mary's throat.  She fell face first onto the table in front of John, spitting up blood and coughing.  "What the fuck are you doing?"  Said John.  "Oh, you see John, I just used her, I never really gave a shit about her," said Professor White.  "Used her for what?"  Said John.  "For the same reason that I used Jared," said Professor White.  "Jared, what do you mean?"  Said John.  "Where the fuck are you going?"  Said John, as Professor White walked off into another room.  "Get back here you sick freak, where the fuck are you?"  Said John, just before Professor White suddenly came out from behind him and puts a chloroform rag over his mouth, knocking him unconscious once again. 
	When John wakes up, he is now untied, and holding a knife.  He is now dressed in the killer's cloak.  He looks to see Mary lying dead on the table, and her boyfriend Jared tied to a chair with his stomach ripped wide open and his bowels hanging out of him.  "Goddamn it, get out here White," said John.  Professor White then comes out of anther room in front of him laughing.  "You sick son of a bitch," said John as he raised the knife to him and slashed him across the stomach.  Just then, the cops burst in and see John with the knife raised; they open fire on him and shoot him dead.
	The police help up Professor White and ask him if he's all right.  "Thank God you called us when you did Mr. White, we just had four more murders out by the campus," said the officer as Professor White flashes back to the murdering John's group of friends that witnessed the attack back at the campus. "Yes, and thank God this is finally over," said Professor White, as the officer nodded in agreement.  "Now who's the one standing over a dead body with a knife in his hand asshole," said Professor White as he looked down at John's lifeless body.  "What was that sir?"  Asked the officer.  "Oh, nothing" said Professor White.  "Why don't you come with us, we'll get you some medical attention sir," said the officer.  "All right," said Professor White.
	Three months later at Yale, a criminology Professor is found dead in his office.  The dean calls in his first applicant for the now vacant position, and Professor White enters the room.

				THE END