People who've encountered a serial killer before, what happened?
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Back when I was like 16, cop tried to pull me over on a dark road and I didn't. I put my hazard lights on and drove for like 3 miles until I found a well lit shopping complex. Cop was PISSED! demanded to know why I didn't pull over right away and that he was ready to "call for backup." I said "I'm sorry, my dad said to never pull over on a dark road, even for a police officer. That you would understand that me, being a young woman, and not comfortable pulling over where there is no street light." The cop immediately changed his demeanor and was like "ok .. that is very smart. Just slow down, tell your dad he is doing a good job." I'll never forget that. Be cautious and blatantly honest! If it's a creep they won't follow you into a well lit, under surveillance, spot. And a police officer will understand that you are trying to be safe.
That strikes me (35M) as a smart move for _me_ to make.
Nobody's immune to nutjobs. Your dad's a smart cookie.
I cared for both John Wayne Gacy and Richard Speck. Richard Speck killed six student nurses. When we cared for him, only the most experienced nurses were assigned to him. I can truly say in 40 plus years of nursing, I’ve never met anyone that exuded pure evil just looking at you. We would go in pairs to care for him because just the way he looked at us gave us cold chills down our spines. He looked like you would imagine Satan would look at you. I can’t explain how it felt better than that. He was never abusive to staff but he completely freaked us all out. And I was present when he met his Maker and went to his eternal place.
I got same feelings just from watching documentaries on speck.
Are you talking about Gacy never abusing the workers or Speck because Speck killing nurses falls into abuse in my eyes. As a recently grad who just finished clinical rotations, this is terrifying! I never once thought I was in danger except when I had a patient with psychosis who thought she was related to all sorts of famous people and that "Puff Daddy dropped her off". She was never violent towards me and most of the time cooperated with me. The only time I was in danger at any time was when one gentleman tried to hand me poopy toilet paper before I had gloves on and another who passed out on me 5x while ambulating. Other than that, I never once thought of my life being in danger. I guess it's the different settings but I could only imagine how these evil people would have treated someone just doing their job at a hospital. Scary.
It's fascinating and horrifying how some people can radiate such malevolence. Your account really captures the essence of true evil
Jesus H. Christ, you crossed paths with two cold, remorseless monsters. I seriously commend you for having the will and morality to care for those awful men, it must have been incredibly taxing on your mental health.
I cannot fathom how horrifying the look in Speck’s eyes were in the flesh. I can almost feel that chill down my spine you described, but bearing witness to his lightless, evil eyes must be eons more rattling in person.
I recall hearing the story of the sole survivor of Speck’s attacks years ago, Corazon Amurao. I’ve never forgotten her, she is an incredibly strong, intelligent woman. I cannot imagine the terror she felt upon seeing his eyes for the first time (the same goes for you and your coworkers) because there is simply nothing there. It takes an enormous amount of courage to do what you do, and I hugely appreciate and admire your line of work. Thank you for all that you do.
I get that he was creepy, but isn't it a bit extreme to compare him to Satan? 😅 I've seen a lot of scary people in my career, but they’re still human beings with complex stories. What do you think?
My late partner and I adopted an abused husky who was just the sweetest, funniest girl. One week he was out of town with his business partner. This dog had NEVER barked, just talked a lot. On this day she started barking furiously about something outside. I looked out the window to see a somewhat well-dressed couple standing on the sidewalk a bit away from the house. They approached, and I was having to hold this elderly husky back. The was FURIOUS. Anyway, the couple were Jehova's Witnesses who simply said, "We can see it's not a good time," threw some Watchtowers into the door, and fled. The dog looked at me as if to ask, "Well, did I do good?" Yes, Mariah, you did. She got half my ham & cheese sandwich.
😂 😂
Mariah, what a brilliant name for a Husky 😂😂❤
Cops?
Jehovahs witnesses are extremely annoying and weird but comparing them to the people in this video (Elliot Roger for example) is crazy
@@user-mn9wc5ru5w Where do you see a comparison of JW's to Elliot Roger (or anyone else) in my post?
I live with bipolar and my pets have reacted to times I've experienced mania. It really disrupts baseline everything in me when it happens , so I have no problems accepting pets can tell when people are behaving in severely affected ways.
I've also seen that pets tend to react differently to different alters of people with DID!
I'm bipolar as well and my friend's dog will pick up on me being hypomanic before anyone else does, including me. My cats really couldn't care less though 😅. But the dog notices immediately.
@@KonjikiKonjiki I'm also bipolar and have experienced this, but I tend to be dubious of mystical "sixth sense" explanations of things. I can say that, in my case, my furry roommates act different when I'm manic because it's the only time I'm pacing aggressively around my house and shouting at myself.
@@AstronautLoveTriangleit's worth considering that since our fuzzy friends don't have spoken language they'd be much more perceptive of body language than their average hooman.
Who knows might also be a scent component we don't know about, we do keep finding out dogs and cats can smell various things modern medicine struggle to detect.
I don’t have bipolar but when I was having major depression episodes, my late cat son KNEW I needed help and always crawled on me when I was having an especially bad go. He literally saved my life.
Pets, we don’t deserve them. They’re so pure and amazing.
This happened to my mom and dad in the early 80s, and they don't know for sure if he was a serial killer but this is a strange story.
They were at a large park in the middle of nowhere in Oregon. When they were done with their day they got back to the car and dad realizes he locked his keys in the car. There was only one other vehicle in the lot and my dad asked the man driving it if he could give him a ride to a pay phone to call my uncle to bring his spare key. The guy said he would. My mom was instantly put off by this guy. She decided to stay with the car, which seemed to annoy the guy. He takes my dad to a phone, and brings him back. It was going to be a while until my uncle got there, and for whatever reason decided to wait with my parents. He kept trying to get my parents to sit in his truck. My mom kept saying no. Dad sat in it with the door open. Finally my uncle gets there and the guy leaves. The very first thing my uncle says after the man leaves, is "that man is a serial killer. As soon as I saw his truck I felt that you were in danger" my mom who is not emotional at all started crying because that's exactly what she was thinking and knew if they both got in that truck, they would be dead.
Oh jeez this reminds me when my little sister almost got kidnapped right from the yard. We just did a massive cleaning and we're tuckered out from unpacking. So we all decided to take a nap, not realizing my sister was able to escape outside so she can play outside (mind you, we were out in the country side.) Well when my mom woke up and realized my sister was missing with the front door open, she natural freaked out and ran outside with me behind. I remember a car right next to the yard with the passager door wide open, trying to lure my sister in. Our dog Bruno was in-between the car and my sister, snapping and barking at the car. When my mom called out, the car drove off quickly with the door open. If it wasn't for Bruno, my sis would have definitely been kidnapped. Sadly we had to put him down last year due to stomach cancer but he lived to be 16 years old so I say he lived a long good life.
Cops?
Definitely trust your pets reaction. Living in an apartment complex I had no choice when an electrician was scheduled to replace the breaker panel and the city inspection later. I’m not fond of having strangers in my apartment. The electrician was a sweetheart, talked to me, talked to himself, and talked to my cats. Every time he had to go out my female would sit at the entry and wait for him to return. My male cat avoids ALL strangers, hiding in the closet. He would come out to watch for the electrician to return, very trusting. Few days later the city inspector came by, fortunately with maintenance person accompanying him. BOTH cats disappeared when the inspector came in. I didn’t like him myself, he was rude and abrupt, unpleasant. I mentioned to management later about the cats reaction. I was not the only resident to have a negative reaction to this man.
Rest In Peace for those poor souls who were killed🕊
The same with those that were threatened/SA’d by those horrible people❤️
oh my god when the trigger warning came up at the beginning of the video i legit paused to cheer a bit because im so glad that bit of feedback got listened to!! this really is one of the best reddit channels out there
Such strong
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Ugh grow a thicker skin, the world isn't a nice place
@@CaribooMaltwho pissed in your cereal
@CaribooMalt How about you grow a thicker skin? Imagine getting triggered by the existence of trigger warnings. Embarrassing.
This might sound morbid, but when I was seven there was a girl murdered not far from my house. My Dad said to never ever take a shortcut thru the woods because of this. I grew up well aware that there were bad people out there and not everyne was to be trusted. I didn't live in fear, just cautious. It has never been solved. Akron, Ohio, late 50's early 60's.
i live in akron and it’s so unsettling to hear this. glad you remained safe
@@david-tw2dc Thanks neighbor!
Just went to vacation in Middleburge a couple weeks ago, and Akron a couple years back. Nice place, but danger could be anywhere.
Ohio is a hotspot for Monsters. My Bio-Donor is one, sadly I didn’t escape unscathed. I live in Akron, and I have a sharp memory of the Roaring Stone Lions at the Courthouse when I was 4 years old. 😩😢
The story about the modeling agent kind of tweaked me
I had a similar situation happen
I was skipping up and down a short aisle of a store
Someone approached my foster parent and said that they were apart of a modeling agency
I don't remember much of what they said but they were interested in having me model for them
As an autistic 12-year-old I didn't see anything wrong
This was in Oregon late 2014 ish
That sounds terrifying. I have no concept of how to even get into legit modeling but that’s extremely suspicious to think about, even though I probably wouldn’t see a problem at first glance.
Fwiw many a neurotypical 12-year-old wouldn’t know there was anything wrong, either. We all tend to expect strangers to be more menacing, not to have apparently “legitimate” business with us.
@@BeeWhistler in my case I had the social awareness of a 6 year old
I literally thought everyone was my friend and no one could do any wrong
I had the same thing happen in P-Town in like 2005; also while under foster care (which I think is really interesting); And they were also incredibly freaked out, and declined HARD; and he scampered away. He gave us a card; we looked it up, and he legit worked for Disney, lol. Makes sense as I was singing in public... They still didn't care, and still see it as a dodged bullet. They got major ick vibes. Prior to that, being a Disney princess at the parks was my after high school plan (or working at Universal; essentially I just wanted to work at an amusement park)- I thought it seemed like fate; and they spent the entire time leading up to me being an adult trying to dissuade me (and then promptly kicked me out at eighteen; but that was just what boomer parents were like). I did take their advice though.
...So for anyone reading this far; agents do actually talent scout. But they will just give their business card and move on. You will need to make an appointment for interview LONG before it's time for pictures.
Never trust a random "photographer" or go to a studio that isn't a part of rated agencies. And never go alone. I don't care if it "breaks protocol".
The modeling world, even on the up and up is barely not a trafficking ring; and honestly steps over the line A LOT.
But unassociated street photographers asking to go anywhere at all or do anything other than a simple street photo, are almost definitely just creeps with a camera.
I got off work around 11pm and got some fast food before making the drive home. I parked across the street in a dark, empty mall parking lot to eat because the restaurant was about to close, and my food would be cold by the time i was home.
A bright light shone in my face, and I never considered for a moment that this was anything but a bored cop looking for any excuse to harass me. I cracked the window without looking up because I'm used to this sort of thing from police. Before i could ask what the problem was, a man's voice demanded to know what i was doing. Now I was annoyed, so i looked right where the voice was coming from and barked "just eating dinner."
I'm a thin man with long hair, and i think he had assumed i was a woman, because as soon as i looked in his direction and spoke in a deep voice, he said "uh...sorry!" And RAN behind my car to a large, black pickup truck with its headlights off, which had approached and parked to block me into the parking space without my seeing it.
He was long gone before i had time to process what was happening.
Does this hour long video have a background video to go with nearly every sentence? That’s actually impressive.
probably just AI + stock footage
It’s ai
Text-to-speech tied to a rebus.
@@S3IIL3CTit is stock footage, but as the editor of this vid, it is all put together manually!
@@Stemp
oh damn, well done then, I didn't expect that
Omg the mom saying the kid was being over dramatic for a strange grown man grabs ur kids arm n starts pulling ur kid to their truck till big sis came n grabbed ur kid, wow sum parents never cease to amaze me how unconcerned they are for their own kids
For some reason, the well dressed guy chasing the dude on all fours was by far the scariest shit to me.
Like, what the fuck.
The story of BTK was drilled into my head as a kid. I live in Wichita and have lived in Kansas my whole life . At one point we lived just down the street from his old church. It’s so creepy to think of the place I’ve called home for 22 years being the hunting grounds for a notorious serial killer.
Small correction: even "dumb" phones can be tracked. My dad works in cellular data engineering and any phone, when used, has that usage listed on the account. The cell provider can triangulate their position based on the nearest towers it bounces off of.
I didn't believe that story to be honest. Theres all that and so many obvious signs and they never left and never called the cops and everything was just too obvious
Not serial killer but baby killer. Guy wanted to date me, friend had set it up for us to date. He gave me the creeps and I left and said no. He tried to get a date with me several times and I always said no. I was a single mum with a 1 year old daughter. Three years later he murdered an 18 month old baby boy. Feel so lucky.
Good on you for following your instincts!!!
Thank you for the warning. I sometimes watch these in spite of content but I don’t think I’m up to the darkness today. I’ll just throw you a like and a comment and move along,
My uncle's best friend turned out to be a murderer. he committed an infamous kidnapping in my state. the exact number of murders he has committed are unknown, but there was at least 2 successful murders, but I would not be surprised if there was enough to be a serial murderer. It is scary that someone so evil could be that close and no one suspected a thing.
In the 80s I stayed with my cousin in WA state. One night, I went for a walk and was still very close to home when a car pulled up. The guy asked me if I wanted a ride. I politely refused, as I wasnt going far, just on a brief walk to clear my head. He said there's a serial killer out there, you know, are you sure you don't want a ride. I said I was fine, that I lived very nearby and was headed home, politely refused the ride again, and thanked him for his concern. After that I went straight home. It was creepy. Years later, I saw pics of the Green River Killer and the pics from the 80s looked a lot like the guy that stopped. 😳
Two stories. Both from the late 70s and early 80s. When I was 2 and my brother was 4, we were at a friend's house. Apparently, I pissed off my brother, and he left me behind. My mom frantically came to get me. I was on one side of the street and my mom was on the other, with a white van between us. She said I was about to run across the street and she yelled at me to stay put. She came across the street and kept an eye on the guy in the van. She stopped in front of the van and wrote down the license plate number. The driver sped off around her and I. A few weeks later, that man and his van were on the news for kidnapping, r*ping and mu*de*ing little girls.
The 2nd was when I was at circus circus in Vegas. My brother and I were playing the games while my dad was using the bathroom. In that short amount of time a strange man kept brushing up against me at each game I played. At one point, there was money on the ground and he told me to go ahead and pick it up. I didn't. Then I went to the ring toss game. When I leaned over, he was right behind me and leaning his whole body on top of mine. He didn't say anything, just looked at me and smiled. I walked to a security guard, and the man ran off. Was he a killer? Who knows, but definitely a pervert.
And actually a third story. This was in the mid 90s. My boyfriend and I were camping with some friends just outside of Yosemite National Park. The Diamnd O Campground. On the last full day we hiked to the top of Yosemite Falls. A solo hiker started talking to us and we didn't think anything of it. He kept saying he hiked into Yosemite but was left behind by his friends. This is important later. We took a ton of pictures. When we finally made it to the top, we parted ways with the stranger. An hour or so later, we began our way down. Stupid me kept going while my boyfriend and his friend stopped for a few minutes. As I'm walking down, it went from tons of people around to nobody. That's when the stranger appeared out of nowhere. He kept pace with me and was brushing my hair should and butt when he could get close. I had never ran so fast down a trial. I ran into a group of foreign tourists. Stopped turned and he and I locked eyes. He than turned and ran. My boyfriend and his friend were about 5 minutes behind and they were out of breath. I was hysterical. We filed a report and drove the nearly 90 minute drive back to our Campground. The next morning we were packing our stuff. Then my boyfriend and his friend told me to take it easy and nap in the truck. When we made it through the other side of the park they told me they saw the guy walking around the Campground. Remember, he hike into Yosemite so there is no way he could have hiked from the valley floor to our Campground in one night. Killer? Who knows but definitely scary as hell.
A kid I went to school with sent me gore videos before murdering his dog and putting its body under his bed so he could know what death smelt like. I don't know what happened to him after police spoke to me but I believe he's been sent to a prominent British asylum for the criminally insane of which I won't name. The videos were of children dying and I really don't want to explain any further since I get really upset thinking about them auto-playing on my phone.
I didn't go on social media for two years. And now, I'm restrained on it. It still upsets me. But I've put that trauma into more creative projects. So that's a plus. Probably not.
If you've ever seen the movie "Lords of Chaos", he was a bit like a combination of all the band members except he was into soundcloud rap instead of Black Metal.
Must've done a lot more than animal abuse to land themselves in Broadmoor, surely?
@@ColtTheWolfI imagine it also has to do with sending videos of children dying
Yaaay, the old narrator is back (:
Was it AI before? I have started saying "Not interested in this channel"
@sazonada no it was some other guy, not a fan of him tbh bc of some takes he had in one of his vids
Not my story, but I was told this one by my dad. An old woman who went to church with my family worked in social services decades ago. One day a woman comes in saying she's looking to adopt a baby. Now, it's a small town, so Church Lady knows who the woman is, and that she's looking to adopt because all five of her bio children had tragically died of SIDS. Normally Church Lady would be sympathetic, but there is just something off-putting about this woman. She's weirdly detatched and casual when she talks about her dead children, or wanting a new child. CL said it was "like someone replacing a puppy." She knows in her gut this woman should not have more chilsren. CL denied her request, and disallowed her from ever adopting within the county.
Cut to decades later, and the same woman is arrested and charged with the murder or her children. She is found guilty of all 5 murders.
oh my god
My mom might have worked for a child murderer, allthough she doesn't think it was serious.
It was when she was a real estate agent, and he managed her agency.
there is a fairly well known unsolved child disappearance in my country some ten-twenty years ago, and he was apparently a neighbor at the time. My mom says he acted oddly interested in the case, explaining to her how he thought things happened.
every story my mom has about that guy paints him as a temperamental idiot with an unstable psyche (think middle manager in "maliciouscompliance" stories). and since my mom is quite headstrong they butted head regularly. one day during a meeting with the new owners of the compagny, which was meant to mediate their conflict of the day, he apparently blew up at her face while she was explaining her side of thing. he did that in front of the owners, who realized he had a problem, and that pretty much killed his position.
dont feed the strays.
nice people are the ones that get killed by these people, because of their trust and willingness to help. :/
I used to be a "nice guy", until I realized I'm probably gonna get killed.
One guy I offered snus to, ended up coming up to my place pretty much every day uninvited for the next couple of weeks, just to sit on my couch and play with his phone.
Said he used to be a professional tennis player (lol).
When I started getting frustrated and told him I dont want him coming to my door (like he would just come ring my doorbell even without messaging, and yes he made me add him in snapchat),
at that point he was like "why are you upset?"
I mean he might've not been a serial killer, or not even a psychopath, but possibly a narcissist for how pushy he was, but he might've been also lonely.
But I definitely let him walk all over me like I was nothing (and he wasn't the only person of this type),
now I better recognize my boundaries.
Please be careful people.
Kind, but careful.
if you find yourself having to reluctantly say yes to 10 different things,
you should probably say no.
Facts. I was undiagnosed Autistic back in college and my friends from back. home, who were super friendly, welcoming people (or they never would have hung out with my blunt, rude self) always seemed to attract the “friendship” of the most toxic, creepy guys. Those same guys couldn’t stand me… the girl with long blond hair and a big chest but who could never figure out why the other girls always made nice and pretended not to be mad and smiled when someone was being a jerk. I had no tact and no manners and if I didn’t like you, I didn’t hide it.
Now, these days I have learned there’s a space between doormat and bitch, but I was young and hadn’t had much parental guidance so make of that what you will… because looking back I realize it kept toxic creeps at bay. They like the girls who don’t make waves, who try and be peacemakers and not be rude. And me without filters never stroked an ego in my life. One guy even spontaneously cussed me out after what I thought was a casual meal in the cafeteria with him and my friend. To this day I can’t figure out what I did to piss him off… or why my friend didn’t immediately tell him to go pound sand. That was a red flag, Mary Beth. I’m glad to say she later married a very nice man.
@@BeeWhistlerto be fair, the guy who doesn't understand social boundaries might be autistic as well. Usually they aren't assholes on purpose, though, the intention makes all the difference
Robert Pickton is also from B.C. he confessed to 49 murders but was convicted for 6 in 2007.
He picked up woman from Vancouver’s downtown east side and take them to his pig farm in Port Coquitlam.
I’m 99% sure I narrowly avoided my brother, myself, or both of us getting abducted last summer. We biked down to a pizza place for the first time to pick up an order. I (21 but looking WAY younger) went inside to pick it up and my brother (13 but built like an OX) stayed out with the bikes. It was literally less than 2 minutes inside and when I came back out, there was some random guy talking to my brother. Note: I SAW this guy go in and out with his pizza before I even went inside but didn’t register that fact until much later.
So this guy is standing next to his mini van talking to my brother about who knows what. I can’t remember what they were saying but the next part I remember vividly.
He asks me how we’re getting the pizza home and I’m already on high alert so I’m quickly strapping the pizza down with this bungee chord contraption. I think I just flatly replied “with this” and he asks if it’ll stay on. I, rushing and probably coming off as super rude, say “yep” and then immediately tell my brother to “come on”, riding away as fast as possible.
I called my mom, who was at work at the time, on the way back just in case the guy followed us but thankfully he did not.
For a good long while, I didn’t fully understand WHY he felt so sketchy. Then, not too long ago, I remembered that he already had his pizza and stopped to talk to my 13 year old brother, then, when I came out, asked me questions that felt like he was trying to lead into “oh, well I can just drive you to your place so the pizza doesn’t fall off!”
It was so weird all around and I’m glad I’m not someone who’s scared to be rude in sketchy situations because otherwise I feel like that could’ve turned sour, real quick.😅
Thinking about the husky that got his hackles all on end and it reminded me of a dog I had when I was in my early 20's. Grover was a mongrel with about 2 braincells knocking around in his skull, sweetest boy ever tho. He never got aggressive, mostly either was just a happy guy or sorta went off in a confused daze because he just couldn't quite figure out some basic interactions, so he would wag and sorta stare off into space.
There was this older guy I worked with at the time who seemed generally mild-mannered, not exactly frail but certainly not impressive in build. Far as I could tell, he seemed to live alone, didn't seem to have much in the way of family, and I never really got a bad vibe off him. Till one day he shows up at my home (lived with my now-ex at the time, who was out of the house). In retrospect, I know I never gave him my address, but I assumed he got it off the company roster and he had come by asking if I needed a ride to work that day, since I had been having car troubles. He was standing there at my doorstep and being pretty casual, then glanced down to where Grover was standing behind me... and Grover was growling. Bristled up and staring at him in a way I had never seen him behave.
My first instinct was to apologize and pull the door a bit more closed so the dog couldn't slip past me, saying "Oh, he is usually really friendly, I don't know why he's acting like this today."
This little old man just looked me dead in the eye, his voice colder than I had ever heard it before, and said, "Well... ya should always trust ya dog's instincts." And just turned and went back to his truck.
I wish I could say that like, a few months later I found out he had bodies in his basement or something to wrap this up, but I didn't stay with that company much longer. It was just something about the way he said that, and the shift in his tone, that still rattles me 20 years later. You were a Good Boy, Grover.
❤Good boy Grover❤
The problem with the solution offered in story 49 is that a lot of cops will arrest you for doing that. They'll try to say you were running from them, or they'll get offended when you ask for a badge number.
Anthony Sowell lived in my neighborhood and he saw me when I was looking for my lost dog. He offered to help me look for her and he knew my name and commented he was surprised to not see me out without my boyfriend, uncle or brother to help me look. He seemed to know all of our names, ect. I saw him around the neighborhood and assumed he was a friend of my uncle or something. He asked me to his home for something to drink twice and I said no and he commented on my being a good girl and abruptly walked off. Sometime later I saw him on the news where he had several women’s bodies around his home.
thank you for the trigger warning! many people don't specify what content they're warning people about. they just say trigger warning and leave you guessing with the only context clues being a clickbait title or a barebones 1 sentence description. you're one of the few story narrators i love listening to in my spare time. keep it up
Every. Single. Time.
undersparked says "car"
subtitles: "you definetly mean cardinal"
Story 28, the moment I heard the name Dennis I immediately knew it was Dennis Rader.
Oh thank god you're not gone, the narrator for the last video was BAD
The editorialization was... *not great,* to say the least.
And came off as judgmental ,at times even bitter....seemed like it was the wrong subject matter, like it touched a nerve.
Yes, I don't like his voice, this guy's voice is nice and soft. Good to listen to at night, even if the stories are creepy/disturbing.
Hmm, I was wary of him at first but figured I would get used to him eventually and I did. I’ve even grown to understand and enjoy his humour. I think it’s pretty sad that a lot of listeners on here are bashing or criticising him sometimes pretty harshly even, it can’t be easy being compared to the “old guy” that we all know and love.
Not a direct encounter, but i was interviewed in the murder of one of the victims of Sean Vincent Gillis. I had dated their oldest kid a few years prior to that, and had dropped by their house out of the blue to offer my best wishes after the victim's disappearance. Their body was discovered the following day. Obviously, I didn't have anything to do with it, but the break-up wasn't terribly amicable (teenaged drama bs). Having few other possible leads, they called me and asked me to come to the city headquarters and speak to the detective on the case.
It lasted about half an hour, and I never heard from them again. But i was still scared walking in there because the idea of getting completely railroaded into court as the main suspect so they can call the case closed was a common trope in entertainment media then. And now, i suppose.
I've got a pretty creepy story... Nothing like these, but One day, when I was 12, I was walking my small dog with my sister, and this older Puerto Rican man came up to us (probably late 40's), and started speaking Spanish to my sister. She is very clearly Puerto Rican and I am WHITE as a ghost. My sister said she doesn't speak Spanish and he made a puzzled face and then said "Is he an attack dog?" and pointed to my tiny Maltese Dachshund mix. My sister didn't hear him so she got a little closer and my dog lost her shit. She started barking and going crazy, and he asked again. My sister said "No! You can pet her if you want.." and I could just sense he had bad intentions so I said "(SISTERS NAME)! She can't be pet when she's on duty remember?" my sister was like, "Oh! yeahhh.. She's on duty I'm sorry." (again she's a tiny dog). The dude looked confused and then said "good. there's lots of bad men around" and we left. My dog had never reacted like that to people, but now every time she sees someone she doesn't know she barks and tries to bite them. I think that whatever my dog saw in that man stuck with her.
Story 38 makes me think of the amount of times someone walked by a room someone was potentially being kept prisoner in and either didn’t notice, or they did notice but couldn’t really do anything about it
I was walking my dog late at night. I was 16 and lived in a small quiet town.i felt safe. But when approaching a corner to get home something caught my attention in the bushes to my left. I stopped and took out my headphones. A man stepped out of the bushes and looked at me. He didn't approach but I was on high alert. He told me these exact words "Run home little girl. The old lady in this house was just killed. She was shot with a shotgun." I will never forget his words. My dog was growling and snarling at the man. I just gave his leash a small tug and ran. He (my dog) ran right beside me on high alert. I was less than a block from that house when I heard the first police siren. I never stopped running.
My family didn't believe me until they saw the news. I never saw the man's face or clothes just a dark figure in the bushes and shadows but I truly believe that he was the man who killed that old woman in her home.
My parents met Bundy and saw him commit a crime. They were skiing in Aspen and as they were walking back to their car in parking garage they saw a man chasing a woman, hit her in the back of the head with a screw driver and put her in the back of a yellow bug. My Dad grabbed my mother and pulled her down so they couldn't be seen. After the man drove off they reported it to the police and they said they were actively looking for him. My Mom always wonders what happened to the woman
My parents like to tell this story to show how much of a social butterfly I was as a kid, but I'm just glad it turned out so well. Anyways, when I was about 3 (so 98-99), I decided to go to a bathroom by myself. I was gone for a while, and my parents were about to come get me when a man approached the table and said "your daughter just invited me to Thanksgiving Dinner." My parents then looked down and there I was, smiling like I had just done a good. Again, so glad it turned out as well as it did because I'm pretty sure it would've been too late for me if someone decided I would be a perfect target.
The fact people can get arrested for murder and let back out is just sad. I get it's re-ed but still, it's even worse if they did it on purpose and play it off as mental illness even when they don't have it
People that play it off as mental illness don't get let back out. The insanity defense is nearly always worse than just going to prison.
@@NebukanezzerSssh, hollywood educates Americans. Their teachers are too poor and overworked and their brains too fatty to absorb actual reality.
I don’t know if this counts, but my cousin dated Dylan Klebold briefly. He came to thanksgiving with my family in like 95 or 96. I’m not gonna lie and be like, “I could tell there was something wrong with him.” He was quiet. I remember being in the dining room together and getting cranberry sauce. I didn’t know it was him until I heard my aunt and grand mother talking about it about a decade later.
I dont know for fact who the guy was buuuut. Back in the 90s i had done some housekeeping for a family friend. She lived just 6 blocks from me so i walked there, did the job and was was walking home. This was very much a residential area. This guy slows to a stop as i am about to cross the street. Said he was looking for the flower shop and needed my help. I don't know what made me stop but i stayed about 10 feet from his car and told him he was on the wrong side of town. He may have ligit been lost but i didn't trust him. It was north west ohio in 92 i think.
I like the high effort backgrounds instead of gameplay footage. More of this, please.
If the high effort could also be shown through the captions (héll, even copying and pasting the posts would be better than the AI nonsense) and giving credit to the commenters, this would actually be a really good channel.
OG MAN IS BACK!
The last narrator made some really bad takes during the video about parents being disappointed in their children :(
Same, i watched that video and I really didn’t like some of the comments he made in that video. I like this narrator better.
@@avelazquez6502 definitely. this narrator is way more empathetic and understanding than the other one anyways
you like the peanut gallery? why??? to me it's them reiterating the story and saying basic almost preachy comments that add nothing to my viewing experience. I wish they would just read the stories I can't find other channels that just read that aren't voice bots or that don't cover boring subjects. I am not a man who is quick to anger but the remarks from the narrator infuriate me.
@@meatyfart I like this channel by far the most because of the authentic reading. The only thing that annoys me is that in every video there HAS to be a couple of stories referencing "conspiracy theories", and even discrediting some of which have already proven to be true. So yeah my only gripe is the common blindness and denial still shared by many. But that's literally happening pretty much anywhere you can go still today.
Here's my own story
I was 20 years old, working at a photo studio inside my local Walmart and dependent on the bus line. It was around the holidays so the studio was staying open later than usual, plus I had a bit of shopping to do afterwards so I had to take the bus home around 11 pm. The 15 minute bus ride home was uneventful, I pulled the bell to alert my stop and exited with my bags. Hardly anyone ever boards or exits at this stop as it's a very small town, and no one else stands to exit. When I get to the crosswalk a fair distance from the stop, I see the bus finally leaving and one of the other passengers had gotten off and is walking my direction. No big deal, there's a bar next to the crosswalk so I figure he's going there and continue across the street. I do take notice that he's average height, overweight, wearing a dark jacket and a ball cap pulled low to obscure his face. My apartment building is on this street that curves around, a sense told me to look behind me and when I did I see that the guy had crossed the street and was following behind. A little concerned I pick up my pace slightly, then peek over my shoulder, he has also picked up his pace and is slowly closing the gap. I pick up my pace again and can hear him do the same. I'm approaching the street near my complex which is pitch black as there aren't street lights for this section and I know that's where it's going to go down. I lower all my shopping bags into my hands so I can drop them and get prepared to kick off my flats so I can book it. I'm internally panicking a bit hoping I can outrun him, meanwhile still hearing his quickening pace behind me. Just as I'm approaching, I hear my name being called out from the darkness and I see my husband pushing our infant daughter in her stroller come out of the darkness and with so much relief I could choke I jogged up to them and shakily said "oh hi! I didn't expect you to meet me out here." (The walk from the bus stop is only a few blocks). I turned to check on the guy and saw him turn down a dead end street with only 3 or 4 houses on it. My husband said he just had this urge to come meet me at the stop, something he hadn't done before, something just told him to do it. As we walked (in the pitch black area of the street where the guy wouldn't have been able to see us), I turned to look again and saw him walking back toward the main road/bar/bus stop. That's when I started really hyperventilating because I knew, without a doubt that he was stalking me and had intended to attack me somehow. My awareness and my husband's instincts most likely saved me that night.
While living at this same apartment complex we had a neighbor that said when she was a young teen she met Ted Bundy. She had just hit her abusive step dad over the head with a cast iron pan when he attacked her mom, then she took off towards her friend's house. On her way there, he pulled over and asked her to drive his car for him as he had a broken arm (maybe both arms). She said she could tell he was no good and just continued running to her friend's house without responding to him. It wasn't until later that she realized who'd attempted to kidnap her. To be fair, I don't hardly remember what she looked like so I can't say if she was the type...I only remember a few things about her. Hope you're well Cindy, as well as your dog Tommy and that your son continues to stay cancer free.
36:10 It's pathetic to hear people say, "Oh, he's connected," as a way to excuse their inaction. Sexual tourism is a serious federal and international crime, and no one is above the law. You can anonymously report this information to the police in another jurisdiction, explaining why you chose to report it there.
People who do nothing are how the worst of the worst achieve their vile collection of crimes.
I heard a story once of a guy with his dog. the dog was friendly to every neighbor, except for one. he never got, why the dog didn't like him, until the police came to pick him up...
I had an English teacher who was in Dennis Raders boyscott troop.
I don't know what happened with this guy but when i was 17 a loss prevention worker at Walmart stalked me. Im not talking about "thought i was stealing" but progressive possessive stalking. Walmart is the only basic shopping store where i live so i was there often. Started with him following me around. Then the next time he approached me in an isle when i was alone and tries to talk to me and touch a sash thing i had tied to my waist. I was absolutely freaked out and didnt go back for a bit. Whe. I did go back it was with my boyfriend and thats when it boiled over. He followed us around hard core and then boiled over when my boyfriend (now husband) kissed me on the cheek. He got scary enraged and confronted my boyfriend. I will never forget the look in his eyes. Im certain the fact we were in the middle of Walmart is the only reason it didnt get physical. It was terrifying. Well we definitely talked to management and my father got involved because he had heard my complaints about this man. The man was fired and apparently i was not the only incident. If i was to see his mugshot for stalking and murder i would be shocked but not surprised.
Huge "if i cant have you nobody can" vibes from that man. He was stleast 30 i was 17. Someone who becomes so possessive over a stanger has to have deep psychological things wrong.
I have my mom’s early greying genes but my dad’s baby-face genes. So while my dad was a little old for Gacy’s preferred victims when they would’ve been in the same location, I believe my dad when he says that the one time he jumped out of a car while hitchhiking for going a direction he knew was bad news, the driver had been Gacy. After all, I still get taken for 15 with all my grays, and besides them I still look exactly like a tall feminine version of my dad when he was my age.
Thankfully I have never met a serial killer though I have met countless people who are just generally creepy or disrespectful. Those are totally different things, as people can be creepy and respectful (like a kid who gave me a picture of Joker hours after meeting me).
Thank you for the heads-up at the beginning, appreciate that
Yes ! Always be aware of strangers danger, don't speak to people who you don't know 😮. And teach your children this point 👌 💯.
The ambient music playing in the background of parts of this video sounds a lot like one of the alarms for iPhone. I kept pausing the video and getting up to check my wife didn't leave an alarm on somewhere.
I miss the gaming scenes. Please return it
Regarding the BTK killer, yes. He was *just* that egotistical and loved to really prop himself up. Being so prideful was what got him caught actually because he was going to start his killing spree back up and sent in tapes of his crimes to the police to taunt them… But because they could track them, they narrowed down where they were made and, by extension, who made them.
Glad you didnt use games as background for a serious video
Dude I know what you mean, I'm from BC too. Always creepy to find out about a murderer near you. Here's another one you might not know of or just forgot about: Robert Pickton
I didn’t encounter a serial killer directly, but I encountered his son. There was a HUGE fight when I was in High School one day, in the lobby. 3 or 4 guys just brawling. It wasn’t a ‘for sh*ts and giggles’ kind of fight, either, someone was getting the snot beat out of him. The boys all got suspended, and I think the aggressor got expelled (It’s been about 20 years ago now). Found out later that his father was Charles Ray Vines, the River Valley Strangler.
I lived in the apartment complex near his first victim at the time of that murder, which prompted my mom to move us, I went to highschool with his older son, and turns out, his ex wife was renting a house from my mom at the time Charles was arrested.
The more odd thing, is that more than half of those stories were probably made up by some people with no lives.
When I was around 13 or 14 years old, my older sister (who was around 15 or 16 at the time) and I were at a park with my mom. While we were sitting there all together, a guy came up to us using crutches while struggling to carry a cardboard box. He crutched his way up to us and asked my mom if he could borrow either my sister or I to carry this box to his house. My mom immediately said no, and the guy crunched to the nearest restroom, where he stayed for about 10 or so minutes, before walking out, no crutches, no box. This was back in 2015. He really used Ted Bundy‘s MO.
My mom grew up a very short distance from Cliff Olsen while he was active - she remembers the commotion when he was busted.
Not a Serial killer, but my grandfather. A few years ago he lent someone some money. A few weeks later he came back to get what he was owed. He didn't have it, but his friend did. My grandfather took the money, but sense it wasn't from the guy that actually owed him the money, he said that it wasn't enough. So he said that he wants his bike. The guy said no and tried to leave. My grandfather shot him 5 times. Now, all that is fucking horrible, but you wanna know the worst part? The amount of money that he was owed and did this for was SIX DOLLARS. I was shocked when I found that out. He got out about 2 years ago, but he is now looking at life for attempted murder when he shot at his girlfriend. The bullets went right passed her head. The first time I met my grandfather was a couple months ago in church.
If any of you have ever encountered me, I'm a cereal murderer....as a kid I once ate an entire bowl of Froot Loops.
You monster.
You horrible criminal, I'm calling the police!
You maniac
Went through school with Bob Yeats. He was always a little odd, but never anything that would been scary. Just can't tell.
About the audacity of serial killers (not so) discreetly referring to their own victims in the third-person (timestamp 24:00), several people who have met Rex Heuermann - the “alleged” Gilgo Beach Murderer - have reported that he did the exact same thing in conversations with him. I suspect this is pretty common among sadistic psychopaths who enjoy giving themselves a jolt of “duper’s delight,” like an inside joke to themselves that also serves to reinforce their grandiose sense of superiority.
I believe it to an extent about dogs sensing evil. The same way you can read body language and facial expressions and get gut feelings based on how off someone looks and sounds and acts and just feels, your dog can too, they have the entire existence of their species with being able to read human emotions being super important to their survival.
So if your dog notices something off about someone then they might react like that.
Dogs all have down syndrome.
Every single dog has the canine equivalent of chromosomal retardation.
It's how we were able to domesticate them. They never get clever.
Cats do get clever, but they're functionally harmless.
Anyway, it stands to reason that a stupid dog reacts to someone with ill intent like a human reacts to a chomping mouth.
Utter blind stupid *panic.*
love this, also happy late forth of july!
The cinema guy (story 8 i think) sounds very similar to an experience TH-camr Shrouded Hand had with the same person. It’s either the same story of he just loved to terrify kids even though they weren’t his preferred victims
One of my great-aunts(I think it was) worked in the sui call center w/ Ted Bundy. He even offered her a ride home and she turned him down.
My dad also was the top suspect for the cases that'd eventually end up being found to have been done by Ward Weaver(because of course the slightly weird, gamer autistic man w/ a rattle can colored van'd draw eyes and he lived basically kitty corner to Ward Weaver back then). He thinks one night when he was out for a smoke break and he heard someone doing the too quiet, stilted, trying to move to not make sounds kinda noises that it was, sadly, prolly the dude moving a corpse. *shudders*
Admittedly, I was the perfect victim to kidnap. I was in a woodsy area, by a deserted road, around 4-6 years old, by myself (since the only kids my age didn't speak the languages I do) and didn't speak the language of the country I was visiting. A car pulled up to me and asked something of me. Obviously, not understanding the language but still wanting to help, I stepped closer to the car. Well, I guess either the adults realised they were minus one kid or my sister grabbed someone because soon the car was speeding off. Everyone kind of just shrugged it off and carried on with our day. We didn't even call the police about it.
Story 56 sounds like a woman from the city where I live. She definitely appeared to be the sweet grandmother type. We all followed the story avidly in the news. Some of my friends shopped at the grocery she worked at and had some contact with her, but never felt anything off. If memory serves, all her victims were men. Brazenly she attempted the final murder while the victim, her husband, was in the hospital.
Speaking of BC ran into Robert Pickton's brother in Vancouver once, he offered my Dad a job obviously he said no.
Well of course I know him. He’s me
When it comes to using ur gut, esp about ur safety or that of a child's - ur better off being wrong & offending someone then being right & dead or a kid SAd
Story 37 - I bet those creeps were using the kittens as a bait 😨
As a person who’s lived in apartments their whole lives, and where tall (I’m talking 30-60 storeys) residential buildings are more common than houses, I’ve always craved having my own home in like a nice suburban neighbourhood with perhaps a little backyard. But having watched true crime stuffs I wonder if it’s just dumb to trade that anxiety I would constantly feel for break-ins and serial murders if that were to came true over a little backyard. I feel very safe living in a building packed with neighbours. The chances of a murderer or robber picking your home out of the 1000+ in the same block are just much much lower
my cousins and sister swear they encountered three child traffickers or killers...
when we were little they all went together to buy food off of a food truck late at night (3 girls and a boy the oldest of the girls being barely 10 while i as the youngest was left behind since I'm the type to wander off and get lost) since this was a vacation type area it's not completely unusual to see kids out alone that late even tho it's not super common, my sister and one cousin waited at the food truck while the oldest cousin waited with her brother like 15 meters away, the two girls were spotted by the first guy who looks creepy and he started acting kinda crazy to scare them into a specific direction between two parked buses kinda like herding sheep, by the grace of god they spotted the two other men waiting for them exactly at the end of said buses before they could get cornered and they each bolted in a different direction, immediately being spotted by the other two, who immediately started making a scene, the four regrouped and ran home like the wind, they didn't get the food...
now that i think about it i was six back then i would've definitely gotten snatched...
Thank you for the content warning Undersparked. I'm listening while doing other things, letting the videos autoplay. I can't handle these stories rn. So thank you for the verbal warning.
There are far worse things that can happen just for “being rude” as was proven when that guy unalived another guy for maybe saying no to giving him a cig. Women get unalived so often for simply saying “no” to a rando asking us for our number. That’s why women feel the need to be polite. There’s worse things than a man perhaps saying something rude back, our lives are on the line.
Fair, if it's in public most men are too cowardly to do anything though. Better safe than sorry I guess
Thank you for the warning - always appreciated
story 7 is about Matthew Hoffman the Leaf Killer, his whole house was covered from floor to ceiling in leaves on each of the walls
I wish people would take the advice about believing the bad vibes to heart. So often women tell on the creeps and it's never believed until the creep does something horrible.
With regards to story 22: never drive home or stop, if someone is tailing you and acting strangely. Call 911 and let them continue to tail you until the cops make it, or preferably also drive to the closest public, well-lit place with CCTV whilst contacting them. Try to describe the car model, colour and most importantly number plate. Description of suspect if possible. Then get inside with other people if it's safe to do so (if not, keep moving if you can, depending on how much gas you have and what the 911 operator advises). Always worth checking the car for trackers too. At 3am with no lighting and no phone signal, this would be terrifying. I'm glad she got home okay but I feel like I'd want to move house after that.
My childhood friend at age 7 grew up to be a serial killer. When I saw this I called my friend that had shared a class with him to tell her. She said she wasn’t shocked….he’d said disturbing things to her when we were little. He never said anything strange to me. He was a good friend. To quote Harry Potter, ‘If the monster was present, it was buried deep within…’ but hadn’t seen him since they moved away when we were 8..who knows what happened….happy I wasn’t one of the women he liked hurting.
24:01: This is EXACTLY how BTK acted, even when he was behaving like a normal civilian. When they finally caught his ass, he actually had the nerve to ask why the police lied to him about if they were able to track his movements through certain technological means, because Dennis Rader genuinely believed that himself in the police were playing some kind of cat and mouse chase games with unspoken rules between them and that by lying, he was cheated.
I unfortunately have met one mass murderer Gabriel Wortman and serial murderer Michael Wayne McGray.
Elaborate please when where and how
Gabriel made my partial plate in 2015 he was the local denturist ....before he slide down a conspiracy rabbit hole and killed 22 people in 2020
I met McGray though mutual acquaintances in the 90's ,ended up at alot of the same parties .....he's been convicted of 8 murders and claims he killed 11 more
Location was Dartmouth, Nova Scotia.
@@twistedfrannie9311thank you I was just being nosey 😂smh encountering 2 psycho killers is crazy
Listening to people tell their stories about how their family members have met serial killers is very interesting while I'm taking a horrible stomach inducing poop
I know about story 7 and was friends with the son of the family, very fucked up what happened to them and made me paranoid for ages
Bianchi the Hillside Strangler escorted my grandma to her car after work (she was a nurse). Thank God either she wasn't his type, or he wasn't in the mood, or whatever. She thought he was really nice.
I am 100% sure. A friend worked at his small gift shop. I put some earrings on layaway while she was there. I went back about a month later to pick them up. When I walked in, a male voice, clearly the owner, not my friend, said “I’ll be right with you.” I can’t explain why, but the minute I heard his voice I just noped right out of there. I would never have been in danger from him; he was gay and his victims were all young men. But something deep inside said “DANGER” and I walked out. News broke a month or two later. My friend was really shocked and shaken up. He was a good, kind friend to her. And such a complete sadistic monster to his victims.
If you’re from BC, you have the highway of Tears and Robert Pickton to go along with Olson in your local serial killers list 😬😅
Great content!
About the guy whose friendly dog turned hostile towards a stranger: I lived in a subsidized building and also had a dog who greeted everyone in the elevator, except one. She froze and just stared at him. He tried to pet her, and she backed away. He was a registered pedophile who'd gotten into the building on false ID. He always offered to babysit people's grandchildren. He was evicted.
This background for the videos is much better, because now I can pay attention to the story interest of getting distracted
I wouldn't say I've encountered a serial killer but I would say I serially encounter killers. There was this one guy we used to always see at the pub. We often sat near him. He killed his girlfriend. There are people in my area that I know who have tried to shoot someone, or succeeded. We've had serial arsonists who have managed to kill people as well. My brother had to fight those fires and he felt guilt over those deaths for not being able to put out the fire soon enough.
There was this one time though that has actually shaken me up. More than the average killing in my area. People go missing all the time. It's normal, it's expected, really. If someone is gone for a little too long, their body will probably wash up on the banks of a river or will be found in a field. It's just how Saskatchewan is. This encountered involved, me, a long stretch of isolated road, and a woman. I was driving to a barn I frequent. I often help out with the horses, hang out with my friends who also frequent that farm and ride there. I was driving and suddenly this black Jeep Wrangler pulls out from a dirt road. Keep in mind I'm going 120 kmh. This woman is tailgating for a while which is unusual at that speed. Most people who want to go faster will pass. So, I slow down, make room by going to the right of the road so she can pass. She did exactly what I did. I speed up again, for maybe a few more kilometres before I try another maneuver. I pretend like I'm going to stop on the side of the road, I signal to the right, cut my speed to about 40 kmh and go to the right. She does the same. I'm anxious by this point so I speed up, going above 130 kmh now. She keeps close behind me and eventually I get to the grid road that leads to the barn. She follows me down that dirt road until I hit private property in which she turned back onto the highway.
I could have been killed. Probably not kidnapped because I'm a hard person to snatch, but definitely killed. What's even worse is my car is very recognizable in my area. It is the only Cadillac cts in my area. While in a city it may be slightly uncommon, in this isolated stretch it is rare to come by. People know me by the car I drive. It is the most identifiable thing I own. Now whenever someone tails me for a little too long I take full advantage of my driving abilities and my cars abilities. I will launch off just to create distance, just to help me get somewhere safe faster. I can't wait to get out of here and to an arguably more dangerous place where there are at least places I can hide, populated areas to go to and police to call if the situation gets dire. The chance of falling prey to one of these people decreases when you aren't isolated.
I forget the narrator is from British Columbia.... BC is on here twice because of the highway of tears. When you can lose a corpse 5 m from the road in some areas AND the RCMP doesn't care about anything but property law it's easy to get away with things..
when i was doing door to door candy sales. a man in a truck asked for peanuts or something in my bag. i went up to the truck. had a covo about street people. i wasnt a prostitute or drug addict. i seen the man in the truck and it was Picton. i sold him candy and went on my way. after wards i looked at the receipt for it. the name was Picton. i was happy i got to walk away. so weird that i noticed it later. no, i didnt keep the receipt, i handed it in with all my other ones.
yea so.. if someone comes to your house pleading for help or a phone or something, but doesn’t want police involved…. be scared. If they come to your house genuinely needing help, they’d probably be BEGGING for police or an ambulance anyways.