As a child Ed grew up under the watch of his dominating mom. Once she died, he masturbated over her cadaver and got busy working on what would turn him into the Van Gogh of Crime. Ed wasn’t too sure about his sexuality.
First he considered cutting off his dick, then thought about a sex change operation. Finally he settled on grave robbing and a strange type of transvestite necrophilia. To become a woman he would carve out the genitalia of female cadavers and wear them over his own.
Ed had a knack for fashion and home decorations. In his farm he built The Sistine Chapel from Hell. A devout recycler, he found uses for all parts of the anatomy. He had a belt made out of nipples, a skin vest that he wore on special occasions, mobiles made out of noses, skulls on his bedposts, cranial bowls for soup, drums made out of skin, and the beat goes on. His strangeness was uncovered when police came knocking on his door investigating the disappearance of a store keeper.
Although he was only officially linked to two murders, a couple of “fresh” vaginas were found in his house that could not be matched to his known victims or any cemetery records. He was also suspected of killing his brother and two other men who disappeared near his farm. Many have tallied greater numbers than Ed, but few achieved his degree of weirdness.