The ones that got away
Parking Lot Encounter
This didn’t happen to me, but it happened to my mom. I’m not sure if anyone remembers but back in 2005 there was a guy going around Phoenix killing, raping, and kidnapping a total of 35 women. At the time, my mom was a professor at ASU. The building that she was working in was under construction. Just so happens that this guy used to work in construction. One day, as my mom was walking to her car she noticed a guy in a construction outfit and he had weird hair (the baseline killer was known to wear wigs so he most likely had a wig on). Luckily she was around 3 feet from her car when she noticed him. She told me the smile that he gave her sent a chill down her spine and something in her head told her to get in her car as fast as possible and lock the doors. She told me of this when she got home from work, I didn’t think much of it at the time. A couple of months(almost a full year) later when his identity was discovered she froze and said “that’s the guy, THAT WAS HIM…I remember that face”. It also turns out that the killer grew up with my basketball coach and they were best friends in high school. F*ckin small world (elephantsarechillaf)
The Yosemite Trip
My dad met Charles Manson in Yosemite. He says that’s where a lot of runaways in the 60s went so he was probably out there trying to find vulnerable people. Was walking around with a guitar. Offered to sell my dad and his buddy weed. Also told them that he sold his soul to the devil, and that any man he pointed to right then and there could be dead in a second, if my dad (and his friend) wanted them to be. They were a little freaked out and were quick to get out of Yosemite entirely. My dad says that they drove for a while and saw Charles at a stop sign and it made no sense that he could’ve gotten there that fast, but I’m not entirely convinced that my dad wasn’t just super baked haha. (sluxa9)
That’s a quick escalation of a conversation. “Wanna buy some weed?” “Nah. We’re set for weed.” “Ok cool. Ya know I sold my soul to the devil and could kill any old rando by pointing at them. Hey, you guys know ‘Wonderwall’?” (RaisedFourth)
The Man in the Truck
In late one summer 2002 night my girlfriend called me crying. She ran to the supermarket and had someone following her for a few minutes on her winding trip home around the LSU lakes. She was housesitting for her Aunt in a large home, and got to the point where she did a lap around the lake and her follower was still there.
My roommate and I jumped into his car and raced over. She described the vehicle as a white pickup truck and when we got there, parked on the street one house away from her aunt’s home was the vehicle. She was still crying and recounted being followed, the elaborate path, etc.
I looked and there was a man sitting in the vehicle. My roommate snuck up in the bushes to back me up and I walked about 25 feet from the vehicle, standing up on the curb and shouted “something I can help you with?” and they cranked up, turned on head lights and drove off, giving me a brief glance.
I didn’t see him in person, but did see him again the following year when he was arrested for a series of murders in the greater Baton Rouge area and his name was Derrick Todd Lee. (Worlds_Best_Coffee)