Scary Japanese Urban Legends

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Top 10 Scary Japanese Urban Legends
10. Teke-Teke

This is the Urban Legend about a girl who fell under a train and was cut in half. She became a vengeful spirit that moves using her hands and elbows, dragging herself while making the sound -Tek-Tek- … if you hear that noise, youre supposed to run. Those who are caught by the Tek Tek will recieve a fate like her - shes said to slash her victims in half so that they look like her, and possibly become wandering vengeful spirits as she is.

9. Slit Mouthed Woman

You may recognise this one from a number of Japanese movies and TV shows. The traditional name for this being is Kuchi-sake-onna and dates back over 300 years ago. She is a woman who was brutally mutilated by her husband after he found she was having an affair with another Samurai. This left her in death as a restless spirit. She is said to cover her mouth with a cloth mask, a fan or a scarf. If you approach her, shell ask you if you think shes pretty. If you answer yes, she will remove the mask and when the victim screams they will be slashed from ear to ear until they look like her. Even if you say no, shes said to follow you home and brutally murder you that night.

8. Daruma-san

This urban legend is more of an old game passed down through the years. You shower in a bath, turn off the lights and chant -Daruma-san fell down- while you wash your hair … its said that you will see a woman in your mind. She is Daruma-San. Shell be standing up in a bath. Youll see her slip and fall onto an old rusty tap. It goes straight through her eye and kills her. Then, you will feel her ghostly presence behind you. If you turn around - there she is. Black tangled hair, rotting clothes, one eye is bloodshot and the other is just a bloody, hollow eye socket. The game continues even further than that if you dare, but I think thats enough for you to understand this creepy urban legend.

7. Girl From The Gap

This Japanese story comes from peoples natural fear of what lies lurking in the cracks of a home. Do you ever see something move past the hinge of a door? Is that someone looking out from inside your wardrobe? Have you ever pictured a hand reaching out from between your bed and the floor? Well it could be the girl from the gap - a spirit that lives both physically and metaphorically -between worlds-. Its said that if you ever see her, she will ask if you want to play hide and seek. At that point the game is on. When you her between a gap again, shell drag you to an other worldly hell.

6. The Red Room

This is a very modern Japanese urban legend about a pop up ad thats red with black test. In a childs voice, it simply repeats the phrase -Do you like?-. A boy who got the popup tried to close it but it kept reappearing. Then, it changed to -Do you like red?- … he keeps trying to close it but it grows large and changes again to say -Do you like the red room?- … then, the site changes. All red and black. It has a list of names on it - his friends is at the bottom. And hand reaches out towards the boys neck from a video. tHE Ending gets even more twisted but guess what, its based on a real website. Its still out there. If you can find it, youll know the gruesome legend of the red room and if the horrible ending comes true for you.

5. The Human Pillars

This legend dates back to ancient times in Japan where its known as Hito-bashira. Back then, there was a belief that a human sacrifice sealed inside a structure would make a foundation more stable. This means that many old Japanese buildings are said to contain the spirits of the people who were sacrificed during their construction. One famous example is Matsue Castle where a woman was sealed inside the foundations during its construction. Now her spirit is said to haunt the castle and whenever a woman dances there, the castle shakes violently. Many building owners in Japan are open about their building being a Human Pillar.

4. The Snake Woman

This one comes from the old Japanese folklore pf Nure-onna which translates to wet woman. She is often described as having the head of a woman and the body of a snake - with long claws, snake eyes and jet black hair.  She carries with her a childlike bundle to lure in her victims. If a person tries to pick up the baby, they find its not a child at all. The bundle then becomes very heavy and stops the victim from fleeing. The snake woman then uses her long tongue to suck all of the blood from the victims body until they die.

3. Onibaba

She is a demon women that often appears in Japanese folk folklore. She will often appear as an old woman asking for help but if you get to close, she will slice you open with a knife and eat you. She is said to be the tormented spirit of a woman who accidently killed her pregnant daughter and unborn grandchild in an effort to find a cure for her friends child being sick. She was told to bring them the liver of an unborn child but when she finally killed her victims, she found they were her own family.

2. The Dream School

This one is extra creepy because apparently if you don't forget it within a week - it will happen to you. Lets see if this is true. One night, a boy had a dream about a school. The hallways looped forever, bringing him back to the start. Staircases led back to the first floor. As he got scared, he heard footsteps behind him. He ran until he found an emergency exit with a glass box and a key next to it. The glass had been smashed and there was a note saying it could be found in room 108. When he found that room, it was empty - no students - but there were backpacks hanging off every chair. There was a pounding on the door. He opened it, terrified, to find the hallways covered with dead children. Its said that he never woke up from his dream and if you don't forget the story in one week, youll meet the same fate. Don't worry though guys

1. Onryo

This is a traditional Japanese ghost belief about a vengeful spirt that can and will physically hurt the living. Its a very scary concept if youre only familiar with the western idea of ghosts which don't really take solid forms and so cant hurt humans with physical contact. Thats not true for an Onryo. They are vengeful and full of hate, stopping at nothing to enact the suffering they received when they were alive. For any of you guys who have seen The Grudge, this spirit is the influence for that creepy girl in that movie.

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10 Most Urban Legends Meet The Best Here

Discover in this interesting article the most popular urban legends . Be captivated by a series of fantasy stories,

beliefs and fears that are led into tales that may perhaps come true. A myth that walks in various

cultures of the current civilization.

Before starting this fascinating section; narrating several of the urban legends, let us first explain

what they are. So that you understand in context the symbolism and mythological aspect that they keep in

their history. The urban legends are tall tales of an event, narrated mysterious and phantasmagorically.

These stories are made up of characters and events that are real, with details that alter their content a

bit.

The word urban is used because these stories are closely linked to the city. Its protagonists and settings

take place in a metropolis full of streets, buildings and shopping centers. Specifically, urban legends

are defined as fictional stories, and they are usually transmitted between people, and you tell the event

truthfully. For some, they may have absurd and unusual characteristics. But for others these can be

believed in their entirety, although there is no proof of what happened.

As a predominant feature in these stories, the narrator usually adds elements such as: the father of my

neighbor, or the uncles of a colleague from work. This play on words adds some credibility to urban

legends. At this point you can already deduce that perhaps you have heard a story. An example of these

would be the one we listened to when we were little. When they told us, be careful with the white truck

that circulates through the streets, since it is kidnapping children. Even though you never knew of a

confirmed case, let alone seen it on the news.

So below we will tell you several urban legends

that are very popular, no matter the culture, much less the language. There is always someone who

brings out these fictional stories in a meeting. So get ready to meet them, orienting them in the same way

that their content may be somewhat disturbing.

THE GHOST HIGHWAY
It has been heard for years, passed from generation to generation. One of the

most famous urban

legends. Over time it has had alterations, these are due to evolution, changing the style of

transport. The ghost highway is about a vehicle that stops in the middle of the road to give a ride to a

young woman who asks to be transferred.

She is a young woman of few words, who gets into the car and sits on its back. Further on, the driver

comes across several signs that warn of a very dangerous curve. As he passes it, the driver looks in the

rear-view mirror and the girl has disappeared. Leaving him astonished at that situation, he continues on

his way, and then at a crowded stop, he learns from the locals that he is a ghost.

A girl who died long ago in a fatal car accident, caused by the steep incline of the curve. And it appears

to unsuspecting drivers, causing them to stop before taking the fatal angle. These urban legends are heard

in almost all regions of long roads, in some it is a gentleman and in others a woman in a wedding dress.

But they all leave the same message, causing the unsuspecting driver to stop so as not to be surprised by

the failure of the road that will be found later and can cause a tragedy.

THE LADY IN WHITE
Marked by tragedy the spirit of a lazy lady in some rural areas, crying after the tragedy of having lost

her children and husband. In search of revenge, he walks sobbing in the dark and cold nights. According to

all list urban legends , this ghostly

figure, in a white dress and long black hair. It is common for him to see her in the villages, and they

say that if she walks, or you hear her wailing, it is because she comes from the soul of someone who is

sick and about to die.

Each community narrates the loss of its family in a different way. You can hear it was after a strong

fire, others say they drowned on one side. In context, this woman loses her family and dies of pain,

vindictive and envious of those who are happy, she walks in the longest, coldest and darkest nights in

search of a neglected soul.

POK?MON SUICIDES
Did you know that in 1996 a new version of a famous Japanese video game was released: Pok?mon red and

green 1.0. This brought with it one of the most emblematic urban legends in the world. As it turns out,

many young people, whose ages were between 10 and 15 years old, committed suicide.

Cutting their veins, poisoned, hanged and even jumped from high floors. All for having fallen under the

influence of the game, which contained a song that affected their subconscious and led them to commit the

fatal acts. The tune was called Lavender Town, in fact someone invented the Lavender Town Syndrome

disease.

An event that went viral on all social networks worldwide. Loading on this game a myth that endangered the

lives of children who listened to his song. Many rumors were given, but none had scientific basis. Some

analysts found that these boys carried out the deadly acts after being a victim of bullying. An issue that

is still debated before some believers. Giving rise to the legend of pok?mon suicides.

THE CALL COMES FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE
Urban legends that are a true suspense. Starting the story with a teenage girl who babysat at night. This

he did in the children's parents' own home. One day, mom and dad go out to dinner, they leave the

babysitter in charge of their children, who were already sleeping in the upper part of the house.

After several hours, as she began to fall asleep sitting on the couch, the phone rings. He is a man who

threatens her with death, at first she ignores him. But after so much insistence, fear takes hold of her.

Scared, she calls the authorities for help, a request that is answered from the other side of the receiver

by the men of the law.

While waiting for the police patrol to arrive, the young woman goes up to see if the children were still

sleeping. And it is achieved with an atrocious scene. They are dead in their beds, savagely stabbed.

Suddenly the phone for the umpteenth time. She hesitates to answer, panic overwhelms her. When he picks up

the tone, the policeman is on the other side and he tells him that the call is coming from inside the

house.

KIDNEY ROBBERY
A story that leans towards organ trafficking or joining the AIDS club. A story that there will always be

someone who keeps knowing a case of these. The son of a friend or the nephew of a neighbor. Urban legends

that tell about a cheerful and very confident young man, who goes out on a night out, and suddenly feels

hooked on an attractive girl.

A whole night of dancing, seduction and alcohol. The next morning he wakes up in a bathtub, filled with

ice, in a humble room in a cheap hotel. Naked and in pain, he discovers that he has a surgical scar right

where his kidney would be, no money, no wallet, no clothes. They have stripped it of everything. He asks

for help and after some tests he receives the tragic news that a kidney has been removed.

THE INSECT BITE
A fictional tale that ends up being disgusting. Among urban legends, she is one of those that has been

part of some horror movies. In short, it is about a young man who returns from a trip after several days

of hiking through a wooded area. On its body it has several marks given by insects and mistreatment of the

branches that it encountered in its path. One of these bites begins to be somewhat disturbing, it becomes

inflamed, takes on a color between red and black, in addition to giving you a lot of fever, delusions and

pain.

You go to the doctor and he makes an incision in the area of ??the affected bite. Being stupefied, the

doctor warns the young man that his days are in danger. This is because the insect that bites him had left

their eggs under the skin and larvae have already formed, which are inside his body and feed on him.

THE HOOK MAN
A couple is in the most idyllic moments of their relationship, they move away to a lonely place inside the

vehicle, with a little music they begin to unleash an instant of passion. Until the melody is interrupted

by the announcer, who announces to the community that a homicidal maniac has escaped. Among his most

notable physical features is that he has a hook for one of his hands.

The girl gets restless and wants to go home, this is no longer the time for love. The young man insists on

continuing, but cannot. They decide to retire home, but nevertheless he gets out of the car to perform a

brief physiological need. Minutes pass and the girl observes that it takes too long, something fearful

gets out of the car to look for him.

When she discovers that her loved one has been murdered and a hook is stuck in the suitcase of the car.

One of the many urban legends that we can find in various horror stories. With certain alterations, this

narrative ends the same way.

THE GHOST WAITER
In these urban legends the ghost does not hurt, much less does a ruthless homicidal being appear. It is

known that a gentleman arrives in a city after a long road trip. It was a business trip. Tired, he goes to

the hotel bar where he would be staying and has a few alcoholic drinks, an extended and very enjoyable

night, thanks to the good conversation he had with the barman.

Very late he decides to go to sleep and says goodbye, the next morning he attends his conference and at

nightfall he seeks to enter the canteen. As you sit at the bar, you realize that there is another waiter.

So he politely asks about his partner. This gentleman is confused, and explains to the customer that they

were closed the night before.

The traveler cannot believe it, his mind is disturbed, so he immediately describes the young man who had

attended him and with whom he talked most of the night. It is here when the myth puts us on edge; He tells

him that it was a colleague who passed away months ago.

CHAIN LETTERS
Here many will feel identified, among urban legends this is one of the views today. The belief about the

influence that chain messages can have. Those who deliver a message for reflection or talk about some life

experience and then ask that it be sent to a certain number of people.

Doing so would receive some kind of health or financial prosperity benefit. One of the stories where many

have fallen, and proof of this are the endless chain messages that roll and roll through social networks.

ADULTERATED FOOD
Another of the most

popular urban legends is the one that falls on companies that sell fast food. Where you can hear all

kinds of stories of alleged employees, who maintain the hypothesis that dogs are used to produce meat, or

that hamburger meats are from worms. Fizzy drinks that when mixed with some medicine produce

hallucinogenic substances.

There really are many urban legends about adulterous foods, which can be turned into funny stories. They

also tend to affect the credibility and quality of the stores that sell these products, being forced to

carry out campaigns to prove that the stories are false.

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ADKINS, Joseph assassination victim (1869)
A Republican member of Georgia’s state senate during the troubled years of Reconstruction (1865–77),

Joseph Adkins was

elected to his seat from Warren County. White Democrats in the region (then known as Conservatives)

reviled Adkins for his “radical” politics—i.e., support for black civil rights and allegiance to the Union

victors in the recent War Between the States—and denounced him as a “scalawag” (a native Southerner

disloyal to the late Confederacy). Adkins further outraged white opinion in April 1868, when he posted a

statutory bond for Sheriff John Norris, another Republican hated by Conservatives and the night-riding Ku

Klux Klan. Warren County was among the state’s most violent districts in those days, and Adkins led a

delegation to Washington, D.C., in the spring of 1869, seeking a restoration of military rule in Georgia

until the vigilante outrages could be suppressed. Sheriff Norris warned Adkins not to return, but Adkins

ignored the many threats against his life. On May 10, 1869, a gang of racist thugs was waiting for him

when Adkins disembarked from a train at Dearing, Georgia. The gunmen “confiscated” his horse and buggy,

leaving Adkins with a walk of several miles to reach his home. Along the way he was ambushed and mortally

wounded by gunfire. His wife and daughter found him lying in the road. Adkins lived long enough to name at

least one of the shooters, who had failed to don their usual Klan disguises.

While Adkins’s family refused to publicly identify the shooters, they informed military authorities that

one triggerman had been Ellis Adams, a member of the gang that harassed Adkins at the Dearing railroad

depot. Adams bore a special grudge against Adkins, since Adkins had reported him for stabbing a black man

and other racist crimes. Adams was also a prime suspect in the murders of victim Perry Jeffers and his

family near the Dearing station. Warren County Democrats initially tried to blame
the murder on blacks, then claimed that Adkins had made improper advances to a young female relative of

Adams, thereby transforming his act from a grudge killing or political assassination to a matter of

“honor.” A local gossip told the New York Times that Adkins was “a notorious debaucher. His negro [sic]

amours are more numerous than his years.” The Shreveport South-Western, meanwhile, called Adkins “a

habitual inmate of negro brothels. . . . He was among the most degraded of the scalawags.” Detractors

claimed to possess a “love letter” written by Adkins—a gospel minister, then in his sixties—to the young

woman in question, but it was never produced and likely never existed.

U.S. general Alfred Terry, based in Atlanta, sent two companies of infantry to Warren County on May 13,

1869. They camped outside Warrenton and tried to suppress local violence, with mixed results. No charges

were filed against Ellis Adams, and he died in a shoot-out that December. Troops sought to arrest a second

murder suspect in March 1870, but he was warned in advance and fled the county. The case remains

officially unsolved.

“ALPHABET Murders”

Rochester, New York (1971–73)
This troubling case draws its popular nickname from the matched initials of three young victims raped and

murdered over a three-year period. Eleven-yearold Carmen Colon was the first to die, in 1971. Wanda

Walkowicz, age 10, followed a year later, and 10-year-old Michelle Maenza was the last. The “alphabet”

angle was further emphasized when the killer dumped each Rochester victim in a nearby town whose name

began with the same letter as the murdered girl’s first and last names: Colon in Churchville, Walkowicz in

Webster, and Maenza in Macedon. Police note that aside from the similarity in age, all three girls came

from poor Catholic families and each had recently suffered from trouble at school. Detectives thus

suspected a killer employed by some social service agency, whose job gave him access to such information,

but interviews with 800 potential suspects led nowhere. In 1979 Rochester police named former resident

Kenneth Bianchi as a suspect in the murder series. Better known to Californians as the “Hillside

Strangler,” the confessed slayer (with cousin Angelo Buono) of 10 young women in Los Angeles, Bianchi was

serving life for two more murders in Bellingham, Washington, and thus was unlikely to sue for slander.

Authorities note that Bianchi left Rochester in January 1976, driving a car that resembled a vehicle seen

near the site of one “alphabet” slaying. Bianchi has not been charged in the case, and the waters were

muddied further in December 1995, when an imprisoned killer claimed to know the “alphabet” murderer’s

name. That tip, like the Bianchi lead before it, has thus far failed to solve the case.

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Aileen Carol Wuornos


(February 29, 1956 - October 9, 2002)
She met Tyria J. Moore, became her lover and when passion faded, they became close friends. The adventures

of the couple escalated rapidly. On Christmas Eve 1989, the corpse of Richard Mallory, who was known for

his love of alcohol and women, was found in the forests of Daytona Beach, Florida. The body had three

shots of a 22-caliber pistol. A year later, six more bodies which had been murdered in a similar way were

discovered. All the victims were middle-aged men, whose bodies appeared near a street or road, after being

robbed and killed with the same weapon.
In order to support herself, Aileen sold the valuables she had stolen from her victims. While selling

Richard Mallory’s camera and radar detector, and a toolbox belonging to another victim, she was

discovered.
The police could finally arrest Wuornos when Tyria Moore agreed to cooperate with them. Her friend

confessed to six murders and claimed self-defense. Almost immediately, she and her lawyer sold the movie

rights to her life. On January 27, 1992, a jury found Aileen Wuornos guilty of first-degree murder and

recommended the death penalty. In 2001, the killer announced that she would not seek any appeal of her

sentence:  “I killed those men. I robbed them as cold as ice. And I would do it again. There’s no reason

to keep me alive because I would kill again. There’s hatred crawling through my body . . . I’m so sick of

hearing that I’m crazy. I’ve been evaluated so many times. I am competent, sane and I’m trying to tell the

truth. I’m someone who hates life and would kill again.” She was executed in 2002.

Javed Iqbal
(October 8, 1956 - October 8, 2001)
He sent a letter to the police and the newspapers of Lahore, where he confessed to have strangled and

dismembered his victims, chosen from fugitives and homeless orphans. He also said that he was planning to

drown himself in the Ravi River. Police arrested him and launched the biggest manhunt in the history of

Pakistan, until they captured his accomplices. One of them died under police custody by jumping from a

window. Iqbal said in court that he was innocent and that the whole thing was a joke, planned to draw

attention to the lack of control of children in poor families. He claimed that his statements were made

under duress. Over one hundred witnesses testified against Iqbal, and he and his accomplices were

convicted. Iqbal was sentenced to death by hanging. On the morning of October 8, 2001, Iqbal committed

suicide in prison.

Luis Alfredo Garavito


(January 25, 1957)
Born in Colombia, he is known as the beast, the monk, the priest or the madman. He is considered the

biggest child serial

killer in humanity and the second serial killer in the world. After being captured by the Colombian authorities,

Garavito confessed to murdering 172 children. According to psychologists, he committed sexual assaults

against minors because his older uncle had repeatedly raped him in his own house, in front of his parents.
Garavito denied having raped his victims. He said he had committed the crimes under Satan’s orders and

promised to rehabilitate, after becoming a member of the United Pentecostal Church of Colombia. Although

the sentence for his crimes amounted to 1,853 years of imprisonment, the murderer was sentenced under a

penal system that, at the time, applied a maximum sentence of 40 years, with possible reductions for

cooperating with the authorities and showing a particular interest in studies.

Jos? Antonio Rodriguez

Vega, The Old

Lady Killer
(December 3, 1957 - October 24, 2002)
A Spanish serial

killer, he murdered at least 16 women aged 60 to 93 years between August 1987 and April 1988. On May

19, 1988 he was arrested while walking down the streets. His trial began in 1991 in Santander. At the time

of his arrest, he confessed to the crimes, but when testifying in court, he said the women had died of

natural causes. He had simply left them unconscious. Rodr?guez Vega would identify a victim and follow

her, until he became familiar with every aspect of her routine. When he knew her well enough, he

impersonated a television delivery man or a builder and offered to make any repairs. He would later visit

her and accompany her for a while, to gain her trust and have free access to her home. When he executed

his crimes, he took a trophy from each of them. The victims’ relatives identified objects in Vega’s house,

linking him to the cases. He was sentenced to 432 years in prison. But in 2002, while serving his sentence

in the prison of Topas, in Salamanca, he was stabbed and killed by two inmates. The next day, he was

buried in a common grave.

Joel Rifkin
(January 20, 1959)
He is considered the

worst serial killer in the history of New York. In February 1987, his father committed suicide to

end his suffering caused by cancer. At that time, Joel began collecting books about

serial killers.

Joel liked to change his methods each time, making it difficult to find a pattern to identify him. Joel

Rifkin would later confess to a forensic psychiatrist that he had visions and that he knew he would die at

age 64, like his father.  He said he also knew that victim number 17 would be the last one, since he was

34, which is 17 multiplied by two.  He also said that he killed prostitutes so that his father would not

feel alone in the afterlife. He was stopped by a traffic inspector because his truck had no plates. He

wasn’t driving at high speed, but he didn’t stop as commanded. Ten minutes later, he hit a traffic light.

In the back of the truck, they found the decomposed body of a woman. Despite having countless pieces of

evidence against him, he pleaded not guilty to the murders. He received a life sentence.

Anatoly Onoprienko

, The Beast of

Ukraine
(July 25, 1959 - August 27, 2013)
Onoprienko had an average height and an athletic appearance. He was rational, educated, eloquent and

merciless. Onoprienko’s crimes began in the late 1980s. With the police chasing him, Onoprienko emigrated

to Austria and then France, Greece and Germany, where, after being arrested for burglary, he would be

expelled. Back in Ukraine, he committed an avalanche of crimes. Between October 1995 and March 1996, he

killed 43 people. Then, he began to enter houses and massacre entire families. Up to eight families were

attacked and killed by Onoprienko in Odessa, Leopoli and Dnipropetrovsk. He entered the houses shortly

before dawn, gathered the inhabitants and killed men with a gun, and women and children with a knife, an

ax or a hammer. Then he set the house on fire. If someone crossed his path, they also ended up dead. He

even killed a three-month-old baby in his cradle, suffocating him with a pillow. The period in which he

committed the murders was relatively short and prolific. Police found a stolen gun and 122 items belonging

to the victims in his apartment. Once arrested, he confessed to the first eight crimes immediately and

then admitted that his list contained 52 victims. His trial was one of the most complex and expensive ones

in the history of Ukrainian justice. More than 400 witnesses and hundreds of specialists testified. He was

convicted but the death penalty was commuted to life imprisonment. He died of a heart attack in prison in

Zhitomir on August 27, 2013, at the age of 54.

Richard Ram?rez,

the Night Stalker
(February 29, 1960 - June 7, 2013)
He killed 14 people in Los Angeles between 1984 and 1985. His father was extremely violent with him and

his brothers. He witnessed his cousin murder his wife in cold blood with a shotgun. At age 24, he began

his serial murders

without specific methods, which made it harder to capture him. He killed people regardless of their

sex, race or age. His weapons could be baseball bats, knives or guns. His modus operandi also varied.

Since he could kill either without leaving a trace or leaving traces everywhere, he believed he was

protected by the devil. He was captured thanks to his last victim, who survived the attack and saw Ramirez

escape in a van. Los Angeles was filled with posters with the face of the “Night Stalker.” As Ramirez was

out of town, he was unaware of his arrest warrant. Upon his return, a group of people, who recognized him

on the street, tried to lynch him. He had to be rescued by the police itself. On October 3, 1989, he was

sentenced to death. But Ramirez died in 2013 of liver failure at a hospital in California, while awaiting

his execution.

Jeffrey Lionel Dahmer

, The Milwaukee

Cannibal
(May 21, 1960 - November 18, 1994)
He is an exception. He was a child loved by his parents who had a good education and a happy social life.

He is responsible for the deaths of 17 men and boys, between 1978 and 1991.  He is known not only for the

number of people he killed, but also for practicing necrophilia and cannibalism.
His strategy was recurring:  he invited men to pose for some pictures, put drugs in their drinks,

strangled them and had sex with them. Then, he photographed the bodies and he also took pictures detailing

their dismemberment. He used acids to dissolve the bodies, but kept their head and genitals as trophies.

In May 1991, he made some burr-holes in the skull of a 19-year-old boy to inject acid in his brain. But

the boy escaped, running naked through the streets, prompting neighbors to alert the police. The boy could

not speak because he was in shock. Dahmer claimed that the young man was his lover and that he was drunk.

The murderer managed to confuse the police, who found no proof. On July 22, 1991, another young man

escaped in handcuffs. The police decided to make further investigations. They found photographs of

corpses, human remains and a head in the refrigerator of his house. Dahmer tried to escape but was

arrested. The jury declared him sane and sentenced him to 15 consecutive life terms. He died during a

fight in the Portage prison.

Adolfo de Jes?s

Constanzo, The

Godfather of Matamoros
(November 1, 1962 - May 6, 1989)
He was a Mexican drug trafficker and leader of a cult led by several mafia bosses and police officers. The

sect, which was based in Matamoros, Mexico, performed hidden ceremonies. In order to carry them out, they

kidnapped different people and made human sacrifices. In 1989, when a 21-year-old American tourist

disappeared in Matamoros, during the recess, the police began a thorough investigation. They soon

discovered the actions of the sect and after arresting several members, found out that they were

responsible for the murder of the young man. On May 6, the same year, they cornered Constanzo and four of

his followers. After a couple of hours of confrontation, determined not to go to prison, Constanzo ordered

one of his followers to kill him.

Thierry Paulin,

The Beast of Paris


(November 28, 1963 - April 16, 1989)
Paulin was a student who had few friends and was ashamed of his dark-colored skin. In October and November

1984, eight elderly women were murdered in Paris. Beaten to death, their heads were found in plastic bags.

According to forensic experts, one of them had been forced to drink drain cleaner. Between December 1985

and June 1986, eight more elderly women were killed. The police could not identify the murderer, but

concluded that it was the same as before. In 1986, Paulin learned he was HIV-positive. Knowing that his

illness would cause his imminent death, he organized big parties with credit cards and money stolen from

his victims. The following year, in just two days, Paulin murdered three women. One of them, which Thierry

thought was dead, recovered and was able to provide his description. Paulin was arrested while celebrating

his 24th birthday. He admitted everything. Charged with 18 murders, he assumed responsibility for 21

murders and was sent to prison to await trial. A year later, Paulin was hospitalized for his illness in a

state of almost total paralysis and died on the night of April 16, 1989. The film J’ai Pas Sommeil (I

Can?t Sleep), by Claire Denis, was based on his story.

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ALLEN, Howard Arthur
An African American

serial killer with a taste for elderly victims, Howard Allen never strayed far from hometown Indianapolis in

his search for prey. In August 1974, at age 24, he invaded the home of 85-year-old Opal Cooper, beating

her to death in the course of a petty robbery. Convicted on a reduced charge of manslaughter, Allen

received a term of two to 21 years in state prison. Paroled in January 1985, he returned to Indianapolis

and found work in a car wash, biding his time before he resumed the hunt. On May 18, 1987, a 73-year-old

Indianapolis woman narrowly escaped death when a prowler choked and beat her in her home. Two days later,

Laverne Hale, 87, was attacked in a similar fashion, dying of her injuries on May 29.

The raids continued on June 2, when a burglar ransacked the home of an elderly man five blocks from the

Hale murder scene. This time, the tenant was absent. The prowler vented his anger by setting the house on

fire. On July 14, Ernestine Griffin, age 73, was murdered in her Indianapolis home, stabbed eight times

with a 10-inch butcher knife, a kitchen toaster smashed repeatedly against her skull. Grieving relatives

estimated that the killer had escaped with $15 and a camera belonging to his victim. The case broke on

August 4, 1987, with Howard Allen’s arrest on multiple charges. Witnesses linked him to the May 18 attack,

leading to Allen’s indictment on charges of burglary, battery, and unlawful confinement. He was also

charged with arson and burglary (from the June 2 incident), as well as the murder of Ernestine Griffin.

Police were not finished with their suspect, however. As it happened, Laverne Hale had been a neighbor of

Allen’s, living directly behind his house, and he became a suspect in her murder, based on her killer’s

modus operandi. In early August, detectives announced that Allen was a prime suspect in eleven other

cases, each involving robbery or assault of elderly victims in their homes around Indianapolis. In the

spring of 1988, Allen was convicted of burglary and felony battery in the May 18 assault, plus an

additional count of habitual criminal behavior. He was sentenced to 88 years on those charges, but the

worst was yet to come. On June 11, 1988, he was convicted of murder and robbery in the slaying of

Ernestine Griffin, with the jury recommending CAPITAL PUNISHMENT. At this writing, Allen awaits execution

on Indiana’s death row.

“ANGEL Makers of

Nagyrev”
Little is known of Julia Fazekas before 1911, when she suddenly appeared in the Hungarian village of

Nagyrev, 60 miles southeast of Budapest on the River Tisza. She was pushing middle age, a widow by her own

account, but no one seemed to know exactly what had happened to her husband. Between 1911 and 1921,

midwife Fazekas was jailed 10 times for performing illegal abortions, but sympathetic judges acquitted her

in each case. Meanwhile, apparently unnoticed by police, she had inaugurated one of Europe’s most bizarre

and deadly murder sprees.

The rash of homicides is traceable to World War I, when able-bodied men from Nagyrev were drafted to fight

for the Austro-Hungarian Empire. At the same time, rural Nagyrev was deemed an ideal site for camps

containing Allied prisoners of war—a circumstance that catered to the wildest fantasies of women suddenly

deprived of men. The prisoners most likely enjoyed a limited freedom within the village, and it soon

became a point of pride for lonely wives in Nagyrev to boast a foreign lover, sometimes three or four. An

atmosphere of rampant promiscuity prevailed, and husbands straggling home from combat found their women

strangely “liberated,” frequently dissatisfied with one man in the marriage bed.

As wives began to voice complaints of boredom and abuse, midwife Fazekas offered them relief: supplies of

arsenic obtained by boiling flypaper and skimming off the lethal residue. Peter Hegedus was the first

known victim, in 1914, and other husbands followed over time before the poisoning became a fad, the

casualty list expanding to include parents, children, aunts, uncles, and neighbors.

By the mid-1920s, Nagyrev had earned its nickname as “the murder district.” During that period an

estimated 50 women used arsenic to trim their family trees. Julia Fazekas was the closest thing the

village had to a physician, and her cousin was the clerk who filed all death certificates, thereby

subverting homicide investigations in the embryonic stage. The final toll of victims is still unknown, but

most reports suggest 300 as a reasonable estimate for 15 years of wholesale murder.

The “angel makers” saw their world unravel in July of 1929, when a choir master from neighboring Tiszakurt

accused Mrs. Ladislaus Szabo of serving him poisoned wine. A stomach pump saved his life, and detectives

were still pondering the charge when a second victim complained of being poisoned by his “nurse”—the same

Mrs. Szabo. In custody, seeking leniency for herself, Szabo fingered a friend, Mrs.Bukenoveski, as a

fellow practitioner. Bukenoveski, in turn, was the first to name Julia Fazekas. In 1924, she said, Fazekas

had provided the arsenic used to kill Bukenoveski’s 77-year-old mother, after which the old woman was

dumped in the Tisza to simulate an accidental drowning.

Fazekas was hauled in for questioning and staunchly denied everything. Without solid evidence, police were

forced to release her, but they mounted a roving surveillance, trailing Fazekas around Nagyrev as she

cautioned her various clients, arresting each woman in turn. Thirtyeight were jailed on suspicion of

murder, and police descended on the Fazekas home to seize the ringleader. They found her dead from a dose

of her own medicine, surrounded by pots of flypaper soaking in water.

Twenty-six of the Nagyrev suspects were held for trial at Szolnok, where eight were sentenced to death,

seven to life imprisonment, and the rest to lesser prison terms. The condemned included Susannah Olah, a

self-styled witch who boasted of training venomous snakes to attack her victims in bed, competing with

Fazekas in sales of “Aunt Susi’s inheritance powders”; Olah’s sister Lydia, a septuagenarian whose flat

denials of guilt failed to impress the jury; Maria Kardos, who murdered her husband, a lover, and her

sickly 23-year-old son, persuading the young man to sing her a song on his deathbed; Rosalie Sebestyen and

Rose Hoyba, condemned for the murder of “boring” husbands; Lydia Csery, convicted of killing her parents;

Maria Varga, who confessed to buying poison from Fazekas to kill her husband—a blind war hero—when he

complained about her bringing lovers home; Juliane Lipke, whose seven victims included her stepmother, an

aunt, a brother, a sister-inlaw, and the husband she poisoned on Christmas Eve; and Maria Szendi, a true

liberationist who told the court she killed her husband because “he always had his way. It’s terrible the

way men have all the power.”

“ANGELS of Death”
Built in 1839, Lainz General Hospital is the fourth largest medical facility in Vienna, Austria, with some

2,000 persons on staff. Pavilion 5 at Lainz is typically reserved for problem cases—patients in their

seventies and older, many of them terminally ill. In such a setting, death is no surprise. If anything, it

sometimes comes as a relief . . . but there are limits, even so. Beginning in the spring of 1983 and

lasting through the early weeks of 1989, Death got a helping hand at Lainz. Officially, the body count

stands at 42, but educated guesses put the final tally closer to 300 victims for the hospital’s

hardworking “Angels of

Death.”

Waltraud Wagner, a nurse’s aide on the graveyard shift at Pavilion 5, was 23 years old when she claimed

her first victim in 1983. As later reconstructed for authorities, she got the notion of eliminating

patients when a 77-year-old woman asked Wagner to “end her misery.” Waltraud obliged the lady with a

morphine overdose, discovering in the process that she enjoyed playing God and holding the power of life

and death in her hands. It was too much fun to quit, too nice to keep from sharing with her special

friends.

Over time, Wagner recruited three accomplices, all working the night shift in Pavilion 5. Maria Gruber,

born in 1964, was a nursing school dropout and unwed mother. Irene Leidolf, two years older than Gruber,

had a husband at home but preferred hanging out with the girls. Stephanija Mayer, a divorced grandmother

20 years Waltraud’s senior, emigrated from Yugoslavia in 1987 and wound up at Lainz, soon joining ranks

with Wagner and her murderous cronies.

As described by prosecutors at her trial, Wagner was the sadistic Svengali of the group, instructing her

disciples on the proper techniques of lethal injection, teaching them “the water cure”—wherein a patient’s

nose was pinched, the tongue depressed, and water was poured down the throat. The victim’s death, while

slow and agonizing, appeared “natural” on a ward where elderly patients frequently die with fluid in their

lungs. In the police view, “Wagner awakened their sadistic instincts. Soon they were running a

concentration camp, not a hospital ward. At the slightest sign of annoyance or complaint from a patient,

they’d plan the patient’s murder for the following night.”

“Annoyances,” in Waltraud’s book, included snoring, soiling sheets, refusing medication, or buzzing the

nurse’s station for help at inconvenient times. In such cases, Wagner would proclaim, “This one gets a

ticket to God,” executing the murder herself or with help from one of her accomplices. Even with four

killers working the ward, it took some time for the deadly game to accelerate. Most of the homicides

linked to Wagner and company occurred after early 1987, when Mayer rounded out the team, but Waltraud

remained the leader and head executioner for what was soon nicknamed “the death pavilion.” Rumors of a

killer at large on Pavilion 5 were widespread by 1988, and Dr. Xavier Pesendorfer, in charge of the ward,

was suspended in April 1989 for failure to launch a timely investigation.

Ultimately negligence among the killers led to their downfall. Wagner and her cohorts liked to have a few

drinks after work, reliving special cases that amused them, chuckling over one victim’s dying expression

or another’s convulsions. In February 1989, they were giggling over the death of elderly Julia Drapal—

treated to the “water cure” for refusing medication and calling Wagner a “common slut”—when a doctor

seated nearby picked up snatches of their conversation. Horrified, he went to police, and a six-week

investigation led to the arrest of all four suspects on April 7. In custody, the “death angels” confessed

to 49 specific murders, Wagner allegedly claiming 39 as her own. “The ones who got on my nerves,” she

explained, “were dispatched directly to a free bed with the good Lord.” It was not always simple, she

allowed: “Of course the patients resisted, but we were stronger. We could decide whether these old fogies

lived or died. Their ticket to God was long overdue in any case.” There was immediate speculation on a

much higher body count, and Wagner’s accomplices pointed fingers at their mentor in a bid to save

themselves. Alois Stacher, head of Vienna’s health department, quoted Irene Leidolf as being “convinced

that 100 patients were killed by Wagner in each of the past two years.”

Stephanija Mayer admitted helping Wagner out on several homicides that Waltraud managed to forget. Indeed,

as the case progressed to trial, Wagner became increasingly reluctant to discuss her role in the murders.

By late 1990, she had backed off her original boast of 39 victims, claiming a maximum of 10 patients

killed “to ease their pain.” Chancellor Franz Vranitzky was unimpressed with the turnabout, calling the

Lainz murder spree “the most brutal and gruesome crime in Austria’s history.”

Nor were judge and jury sympathetic when the four defendants went to trial in March of 1991. Prosecutors

failed to sell their case on 42 counts of murder, but they proved enough to do the job. Waltraud Wagner

was convicted of 15 murders, 17 attempted murders, and two counts of aggravated assault, drawing a

sentence of life imprisonment. Irene Leidolf also got life, on conviction of five murders and two bungled

attempts. Stephanija Mayer earned 15 years for a manslaughter conviction and seven counts of attempted

murder, while Maria Gruber received an identical term for two murder attempts.

ARCHER-GILLIGAN, Amy


Little is known about the early life of the woman who would later commit, in the words of her prosecutor,

commit “the biggest crime that ever shocked New England.” Born in 1873 and married to James Archer in her

early twenties, Amy Archer produced her only child—a daughter, Mary—in 1898. Three years later, billing

herself as a nurse, without apparent qualifications, she opened a nursing home for the elderly in

Newington, Connecticut. Despite “Sister Amy’s” relative lack of experience, there were no complaints from

her clients, and Newington was sad to see her go in 1907, when she moved to Windsor, 10 miles north, and

opened the Archer Home for the Elderly and Infirm. For the first three years, it was business as usual in

Windsor. Twelve of Amy’s clients died between 1907 and 1910, a predictable mortality rate that brought her

no unusual profit. The surprise casualty of 1910 was James Archer, his death ascribed to natural causes.

Amy waited three years before she remarried, to Michael Gilligan, and her second husband lasted a mere 12

months. The family physician, Dr. Howard King, saw no reason for alarm, nor was he concerned by the deaths

of 48 clients at Amy’s rest home, lost between 1911 and 1916. The number might have seemed excessive for a

home with only 14 beds, but Dr. King accepted Sister Amy’s diagnoses in the deaths, his negligence and

senility combining to short-circuit suspicion.

In fact, Amy had devised what seemed to be the perfect get-rich scheme, inducing new clients to pay $1,000

in advance for “lifetime care,” then cutting short their days with poison or a smothering pillow, blaming

each successive death on old age or disease. With Dr. King’s obliging death certificates in hand,

authorities were loathe to cast aspersions, but ugly rumors began to circulate around Windsor by 1914. Two

years later, surviving relatives of elderly Maude Lynch took their suspicions to police, and an undercover

officer was planted in the rest home, collecting evidence that led to Sister Amy’s arrest in May 1916.

Postmortem examinations found traces of poison in Michael Gilligan and five deceased patients, leaving Amy

charged with six counts of murder and suspected of numerous others. (Physicians calculated a “normal”

resident death toll for 1911–16 at eight patients, compared to Amy’s fortyeight.) Dr. King came out

swinging, his shaky reputation on the line, describing Sister Amy as a victim of foul persecution. Poison

had been planted in the several bodies, he maintained, by “ghouls to incriminate Mrs. Gilligan.”

Prosecutor Hugh Alcorn responded by calling the case “the worst poison plot this country has ever
known.” Objections from Amy’s lawyer winnowed the charges to one murder count—in the May 1914 death of

patient Frank Andrews—and she was convicted in July 1917. Amy’s life sentence was successfully appealed on

technical grounds, but a second jury returned the same verdict, leaving her caged in Weathersfield Prison.

In 1923, a rash of “nervous fits” produced a diagnosis of insanity, and Amy was transferred to a state

asylum where she died in 1962, at age 89.

25 HORRIBLE SERIAL

KILLERS OF THE 20th CENTURY

DANGEROUS SERIAL

KILLERS WHO WERE NEVER CAUGHT

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ATLANTA “Child Murders”
The curious and controversial string of deaths that sparked a two-year reign of terror in Atlanta,

Georgia, has been labeled “child murders,” even though a suspect—ultimately blamed for 23 of 30 “official”

homicides—was finally convicted only in the deaths of two adult ex-convicts. Today, nearly two decades

after that suspect’s arrest, the case remains, in many minds, an unsolved mystery. Investigation of the

case began, officially, on July 28, 1979. That afternoon, a woman hunting empty cans and bottles in

Atlanta stumbled on a pair of corpses, carelessly concealed in roadside undergrowth. One victim, shot with

a .22-caliber weapon, was identified as 14-year-old Edward Smith, reported missing on July 21. The other

was 13-year-old Alfred Evans, last seen alive on July 25; the coroner ascribed his death to “probable”

asphyxiation. Both dead boys, like all of those to come, were African-American.

On September 4, Milton

Harvey, age 14, vanished during a neighborhood bike ride. His body was recovered three weeks later,

but the cause of death remains officially “unknown.” Yusef Bell, a nine-year-old, was last seen alive when

his mother sent him to the store on October 21. Found dead in an abandoned school November 8, he had been

manually strangled by a powerful assailant. Angel Lenair, age 12, was the first recognized victim of 1980.

Reported missing on March 4, she was found six days later, tied to a tree with her hands bound behind her.

The first female victim, she had been sexually abused and strangled; someone else’s panties were extracted

from her throat.

On March 11, Jeffrey

Mathis vanished on an errand to the store. Eleven months would pass before recovery of his skeletal

remains, advanced decomposition ruling out a declaration on the cause of death. On May 18, 14-year-old

Eric Middlebrooks left home after receiving a telephone call from persons unknown. Found the next day, his

death was blamed on head injuries, inflicted with a blunt instrument. The terror escalated that summer. On

June 9, Christopher Richardson, 12, vanished en route to a neighborhood swimming pool. Latonya Wilson was

abducted from her home on June 22, the night before her seventh birthday, bringing federal agents into the

case. The following day, 10-year-old Aaron Wyche was reported missing by his family. Searchers found his

body on June 24, lying beneath a railroad trestle, his neck broken. Originally dubbed an accident, Aaron’s

death was subsequently added to the growing list of dead and missing blacks.

Anthony Carter,

age nine, disappeared while playing near his home on July 6, 1980; recovered the following day, he was

dead from multiple stab wounds. Earl Terrell joined the list on July 30, when he vanished from a public

swimming pool. Skeletal remains discovered on January 9, 1981, would yield no clues about the cause of

death. Next up on the list was 12-year-old Clifford Jones, snatched off the street and strangled on August

20. With the recovery of his body in October, homicide detectives interviewed five witnesses who named his

killer as a white man, later jailed in 1981 on charges of attempted rape and sodomy. Those witnesses

provide details of the crime consistent with the placement and condition of the victim’s body, but

detectives chose to ignore their sworn statements, listing Jones with other victims of the “unknown”

murderer.

Darren Glass, an

11-year-old, vanished near his home on September 14, 1980. Never found, he joins the list primarily

because authorities don’t know what else to do with his case. October’s victim was Charles Stephens,

reported missing on the ninth and recovered the next day, his life extinguished by asphyxiation. Capping

off the month, authorities discovered skeletal remains of Latonya Wilson on October 18, but they could not

determine how she died.

On November 1, nine-year-old Aaron Jackson’s disappearance was reported to police by frantic parents. The boy was found

on November 2, another victim of asphyxiation. Patrick Rogers, 15, followed on November 10. His pitiful

remains, skull crushed by heavy blows, were not unearthed until February 1981. Two days after New Year’s,

the elusive slayer picked off Lubie Geter, strangling the 14-year-old and dumping his body where it would

not be found until February 5. Terry Pue, 15, went missing on January 22 and was found the next day,

strangled with a cord or piece of rope. This time, detectives said that special chemicals enabled them to

lift a suspect’s fingerprints from Terry’s corpse. Unfortunately, they were not on file with any law

enforcement agency in the United States. Patrick Baltazar, age 12, disappeared on February 6. His body was

found a week later, marked by ligature strangulation, and the skeletal remains of Jeffrey Mathis were

discovered nearby. A 13-year-old, Curtis Walker, was strangled on February 19 and found the same day.

Joseph Bell, 16, was asphyxiated on March 2. Timothy Hill, on March 11, was recorded as a drowning victim.

On March 30, Atlanta police added their first adult victim to the list of murdered children. He was Larry

Rogers, 20, linked with younger victims by the fact that he had been asphyxiated. No cause of death was

determined for a second adult victim, 21-year-old Eddie Duncan, but he made the list anyway, when his body

was found on March 31. On April 1, ex-convict Michael McIntosh, age 23, was added to the roster on grounds

that he, too, had been asphyxiated. By April 1981, it seemed apparent that the “child murders” case was

getting out of hand. Community critics denounced the official victims list as incomplete and arbitrary,

citing cases like the January 1981 murder of Faye Yearby to prove their point. Like “official” victim

Angel Lenair, Yearby was bound to a tree by her killer, hands behind her back; she had been stabbed to

death, like four acknowledged victims on the list. Despite those similarities, police rejected Yearby’s

case on grounds that (a) she was a female—as were Wilson and Lenair—and (b) that she was “too old” at age

22, although the last acknowledged victim had been 23. Author Dave Dettlinger, examining police

malfeasance in the case, suggests that 63 potential “pattern” victims were capriciously omitted from the

“official” roster, 25 of them after a suspect’s arrest supposedly ended the killing.

In April 1981, FBI spokesmen declared that several of the crimes were

“substantially solved

,” outraging blacks with suggestions that some of the dead had been slain by their own parents.

While that storm was raging, Roy Innis, leader of the Congress of Racial Equality, went public with the

story of a female witness who described the murders as the actions of a cult involved with drugs,

pornography, and Satanism. Innis led searchers to an apparent ritual site, complete with large inverted

crosses, and his witness passed two polygraph examinations, but by that time police had focused their

attention on another suspect, narrowing their scrutiny to the exclusion of all other possibilities. On

April 21, Jimmy Payne, a 21-year-old ex-convict, was reported missing in Atlanta. Six days later, when his

body was recovered, death was publicly attributed to suffocation, and his name was added to the list of

murdered “children.” William Barrett, 17, went missing May 11; he was found the next day, another victim

of asphyxiation. Several bodies had, by now, been pulled from local rivers, and police were staking out

the waterways by night. In the predawn hours of May 22, a rookie officer stationed under a bridge on the

Chattahoochee River reported hearing “a splash” in the water nearby. Above him, a car rumbled past, and

officers manning the bridge were alerted. Police and FBI agents halted a vehicle driven by Wayne Bertram

Williams, a black man, and spent two hours grilling him and searching his car, before they let him go. On

May 24, the corpse of Nathaniel Cater, a 27-year-old convicted felon, was fished out of the river

downstream. Authorities put two and two together and focused their probe on

Wayne Williams.

From the start, he made a most unlikely suspect. The only child of two Atlanta school teachers, Williams

still lived with his parents at age 23. A college dropout, he cherished ambitions of earning fame and

fortune as a music promoter. In younger days, he had constructed a working radio station in the basement

of the family home. On June 21, Williams was arrested and charged with the murder of Nathaniel Cater,

despite testimony from four witnesses who reported seeing Cater alive on May 22 and 23, after the infamous

“splash.” On July 17, Williams was indicted for killing two adults—Cater and Payne—while newspapers

trumpeted the capture of Atlanta’s “child killer.” At his trial, beginning in December 1981, the prosecution

painted Williams as a violent homosexual and bigot, so disgusted with his own race that he hoped to wipe

out future generations by killing black children before they could breed. One witness testified that he

saw Williams holding hands with Nathaniel Cater on May 21, a few hours before “the splash.” Another, 15

years old, told the court that Williams had paid him two dollars for the privilege of fondling his

genitals. Along the way, authorities announced the addition of a final victim, 28-year-old John Porter, to

the list of victims.

Defense attorneys tried to balance the scales with testimony from a woman who admitted having “normal sex”

with Williams, but the prosecution won a crucial point when the presiding judge admitted testimony on 10

other deaths from the “child murders” list, designed to prove a pattern in the slayings. One of those

admitted was the case of Terry Pue, but neither side had anything to say about the fingerprints allegedly

recovered from his corpse in January 1981. The most impressive evidence of guilt was offered by a team of

scientific experts, dealing with assorted hairs and fibers found on certain victims. Testimony indicated

that some fibers from a brand of carpet found inside the Williams home (and many other homes, as well) had

been identified on several bodies. Further, victims Middlebrooks, Wyche, Cater, Terrell, Jones, and

Stephens all supposedly bore fibers from the trunk liner of a 1979 Ford automobile owned by the Williams

family.

The clothes of victim Stephens also allegedly yielded fibers from a second car—a 1970 Chevrolet—owned by

Wayne’s parents. Curiously, jurors were not informed of multiple eyewitness testimony naming a different

suspect in the Jones case, nor were they advised of a critical gap in the prosecution’s fiber evidence.

Specifically, Wayne

Williams had no access to the vehicles in question at the times when three of the six “fiber”

victims were killed. Wayne’s father took the Ford in for repairs at 9:00 A.M. on July 30, 1980, nearly

five hours before Earl Terrell vanished that afternoon. Terrell was long dead before Williams got the car

back on August 7, and it was returned to the shop next morning (August , still refusing to start. A new

estimate on repair costs was so expensive that Wayne’s father refused to pay, and the family never again

had access to the car. Meanwhile, Clifford Jones was kidnapped on August 20 and Charles Stephens on

October 9, 1980. The defendant’s family did not purchase the 1970 Chevrolet in question until October 21,

12 days after Stephen’s death.

On February 27, 1982,

Wayne Williams was convicted on two counts of murder and sentenced to a  double term of life

imprisonment. Two days later, the Atlanta “child murders” task force officially disbanded, announcing that

23 of 30 “List” cases were considered solved with his conviction, even though no charges had been filed.

The other seven cases, still open, reverted to the normal homicide detail and remain unsolved to this day.

In November 1985, a new team of lawyers uncovered once-classified documents from an investigation of the

Ku Klux Klan, conducted during 1980 and ’81 by the Georgia Bureau of Investigation. A spy inside the Klan

told GBI agents that Klansmen were “killing the children” in Atlanta, hoping to provoke a race war. One

Klansman in particular, Charles Sanders, allegedly boasted of murdering “List” victim Lubie Geter,

following a personal altercation. Geter reportedly struck Sanders’s car with a go-cart, prompting the

Klansman to tell his friend, “I’m gonna kill him. I’m gonna choke the black bastard to death.” (Geter was,

in fact, strangled, some three months after the incident in question.) In early 1981, the same informant

told GBI agents that “after twenty black-child killings, they, the Klan, were going to start killing black

women.” Perhaps coincidentally, police records note the unsolved murders of numerous black women in

Atlanta in 1980–82, with most of the victims strangled. On July 10, 1998, Butts County Superior Court

Judge Hal Craig rejected the latest appeal for a new trial in Williams’s case, based on suppression of

critical evidence 15 years earlier. Judge Craig denied yet another new-trial motion on June 15, 2000.

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B?THORY, Erzsebet
Born in 1560, Erzsebet (or Elizabeth) B?thory was the daughter of an aristocratic soldier and the sister of Poland’s reigning king. Her family, in fact, was one of the oldest noble houses in Hungary, its crest bearing the draconic symbol incorporated by King Sigismund into the Order of the Dragon. The B?thory clan included knights and judges, bishops, cardinals, and kings, but it had fallen into decadence by the mid-16th century, the royal bloodline marred by incest and epilepsy, with later family ranks including alcoholics, murderers and sadists, homosexuals (considered criminally deviant at the time) and Satanists.

Though physically beautiful, Erzsebet was clearly the product of polluted genetics and a twisted upbringing. Throughout her life, she was subject to blinding headaches and fainting seizures—probably epileptic in nature—which superstitious family members diagnosed as demonic possession. Raised on the Elizabeth B?thory estate at the foot of the brooding Carpathian Mountains, Erzsebet was introduced to devil worship in adolescence by one of her Satanist uncles. Her favorite aunt, one of Hungary’s most notorious lesbians, taught Erzsebet the pleasures of flagellation and other perversions, but young Erzsebet always believed that where pain was concerned, it was better to give than to receive.

When Erzsebet was barely 11, her parents contracted her future marriage to Count Ferencz Nadasdy, an aristocratic warrior. Their wedding was postponed until Erzsebet turned 15, finally solemnized on May 5, 1575. The bride retained her maiden name as a sign that her family possessed greater status than Nadasdy’s clan. The newlyweds settled at Csejthe Castle, in northwestern Hungary, but Count Nadasdy also maintained other palatial homes around the country, each complete with a dungeon and torture chamber specially designed to meet Erzsebet’s needs. Nadasdy was frequently absent for weeks or months at a time, leaving his bride alone and bored, to find her own diversions. Erzsebet dabbled in alchemy, indulged her sexual quirks with men and women alike, changed clothes and jewelry five or six times a day, and admired herself in full-length mirrors by the hour. Above all else, when she was angry, tense, or simply bored, the countess tortured servant girls for sport.

One major source of irritation in the early years of marriage was Erzsebet’s mother-in-law. Eager for grandchildren, Nadasdy’s mother nagged Erzsebet incessantly over her failure to conceive. Erzsebet would finally bear children after a decade of marriage, but she felt no maternal urges in her late teens and early twenties. Young women on her household staff soon came to dread the visits of Nadasdy’s mother, knowing that another round of brutal assaults would inevitably follow the old lady’s departure.

Where torture was concerned, the bisexual countess possessed a ferocious imagination. Some of her tricks were learned in childhood, and others were picked up from Nadasdy’s experience battling the Turks, but she also contrived techniques of her own. Pins and needles were favorite tricks of the trade, piercing the lips and nipples of her victims, sometimes ramming needles beneath their fingernails. “The little slut!” she would sneer, as her captive writhed in pain. “If it hurts, she’s only got to take them out herself.” Erzsebet also enjoyed biting her victims on the cheeks, breasts, and elsewhere, drawing blood with her teeth. Other captives were stripped, smeared with honey, and exposed to the attacks of ants and bees.

Count Nadasdy reportedly joined Erzsebet in some of the torture sessions, but over time he came to fear his wife, spending more and more time on the road or in the arms of his mistress. When he finally died in 1600 or 1604 (accounts vary), Erzsebet lost all restraint, devoting herself full time to the torment and sexual degradation of younger women. In short order, she broadened her scope from the family staff to include nubile strangers. Trusted employees scoured the countryside for fresh prey, luring peasant girls with offers of employment, resorting to drugs or brute force as pervasive rumors thinned the ranks of willing recruits. None who entered Erzsebet’s service ever escaped alive, but peasants had few legal rights in those days, and a noblewoman was not faulted by her peers if “discipline” around the house got out of hand.

By her early forties, Erzsebet B?thory presided over a miniature holocaust of her own design. Abetted by her aging nurse, Ilona Joo, and procuress Doratta Szentes— aka “Dorka”—Erzsebet ravaged the countryside, claiming peasant victims at will. She carried special silver pincers, designed for ripping flesh, but she was also comfortable with pins and needles, branding irons and red-hot pokers, whips and scissors . . . almost anything at all. Household accomplices would strip her victims, holding them down while Erzsebet tore their breasts to shreds or burned their vaginas with a candle flame, sometimes biting great chunks of flesh from their faces and bodies. One victim was forced to cook and eat a strip of her own flesh, while others were doused with cold water and left to freeze in the snow. Sometimes, Erzsebet would jerk a victim’s mouth open with such force that the cheeks ripped apart. On other occasions, servants handled the dirty work, while Erzsebet paced the sidelines, shouting, “More! More still! Harder still!” until overwhelmed with excitement, she fainted into unconsciousness on the floor.

One special “toy” of Erzsebet’s was a cylindrical cage, constructed with long spikes inside. A naked girl was forced into the cage, then hoisted several feet off the floor by means of a pulley. Erzsebet or one of her servants would circle the cage with a red-hot poker, jabbing  at the girl and forcing her against the sharp spikes as she tried to escape. Whether she cast herself in the role of an observer or active participant, Erzsebet was always good for a running commentary of suggestions and sick “jokes,” lapsing into crude obscenities and incoherent babble as the night wore on.

Disposal of her lifeless victims was a relatively simple matter in the Middle Ages. Some were buried, others were left to rot around the castle, while a few were dumped outside to feed the local wolves and other predators. If a dismembered corpse was found from time to time, the countess had no fear of prosecution. In that place and time, royal blood was the ultimate protection. It also helped that one of Erzsebet’s cousins was the Hungarian prime minister and, another served as governor of the province where she lived.

Erzsebet finally overplayed her hand in 1609, shifting from hapless peasants to the daughters of lesser nobility, opening Csejthe Castle to offer 25 hand-picked ingenues “instruction in the social graces.” This time, when none of her victims survived, complaints reached the ears of King Matthias, whose father had attended Erzsebet’s wedding. The king, in turn, assigned Erzsebet’s closest neighbor, Count Gyorgy Thurzo, to investigate the case. On December 26, 1610, Thurzo staged a late-night raid on Csejthe Castle and caught the countess red-handed, with an orgiastic torture session in progress.

A half-dozen of Erzsebet’s accomplices were held for trial; the countess was kept under house arrest while parliament cranked out a special statute to strip her of immunity from prosecution. The resultant trial opened in January 1611 and lasted through late February, with Chief Justice Theodosius Syrmiensis presiding over a panel of 20 lesser jurists. Eighty counts of murder were alleged in court, though most historical accounts place Erzsebet’s final body count somewhere between 300 and 650 victims. Erzsebet herself was excused from attending the trial, held in her apartment under heavy guard, but conviction on all counts was a foregone conclusion. The “bloody countess” had run out of time.

Erzsebet’s servant-accomplices were executed, Dorka and Ilona Joo after public torture, but the countess was spared, sentenced to life imprisonment in a small suite of rooms at Csejthe Castle. The doors and windows of her apartment were bricked over, leaving only slits for ventilation and the passing of food trays. There, she lived in isolation for three and a half years, until she was found dead on August 21, 1614. The exact date of Erzsebet’s death is unknown, since several meals had gone untouched before her corpse was found.

Bizarre as it is, the Elizabeth B?thory legend has grown in the telling, most recent accounts incorporating tales of vampirism and ritualistic blood baths supposed to help Erzsebet “stay young.” Erzsebet’s sanguinary fetish is usually linked to the spilling of some unnamed servant girl’s blood, with the countess accidentally spattered, afterward impressed that her skin seemed more pale and translucent than usual—traits considered beautiful in those days, before discovery of the “California tan.” In fact, extensive testimony at Erzsebet’s trial made no mention of literal blood baths. Some victims were drained of blood from savage wounds or by design, but deliberate exsanguination was linked to Erzsebet’s practice of alchemy and black magic, rather than any design for a warm bath. In any case, Erzsebet’s murder spree began when she was in her teens or twenties, long before the threat of aging ever crossed her mind.

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BERKOWITZ, David Richard
New Yorkers are accustomed to reports of violent death in every form, from the mundane to the bizarre. They take it all in stride, accepting civic carnage as a price of living in the largest, richest city in America. But residents were unprepared for the commencement of an allout  reign of terror in July 1976. For 13 months, New York would be a city under siege, its female citizens afraid to venture out by night while an apparent homicidal maniac was waiting, seeking prey.

The terror came with darkness on July 29, 1976. Two young women, Donna Lauria and Jody Valenti, had parked their car on Buhre Avenue in Queens, remaining in the vehicle and passing time in conversation. If they saw the solitary male pedestrian at all, they didn’t take note of him. In any case, they never saw the pistol that he raised to pump five shots through the windshield. Donna Lauria was killed immediately; her companion survived and got off “easy,” with a bullet in one thigh. The shooting was a tragic incident, but in itself was not unusual for New York City. There was scattered sympathy but no alarm among the residents of New York’s urban combat zone . . . until the next attack.

On October 23, Carl Denaro and Rosemary Keenan parked outside a bar in Flushing, Queens. Again, the gunman went unnoticed as he crouched to fire a single bullet through the car’s rear window. Wounded, Carl Denaro survived. A .44-caliber bullet was found on the floor of the car, and detectives matched it to slugs from the Lauria murder.

Just over one month later, on November 26, Donna DeMasi and Joanne Lomino were sitting together on the stoop of a house in the Floral Park section of Queens. A man approached them from the sidewalk, asking for directions, but before he could complete the question he had drawn a pistol, blasting at the startled women. Both were wounded, Joanne paralyzed forever with a bullet in her spine.

Again the slugs were readily identified, and now detectives knew they had a random killer on their hands. The gunman seemed to favor girls with long, dark hair, and there was speculation that the shooting of Denaro in October may have been an “accident.” The young man’s hair was shoulder length; a gunman closing on him from behind might have mistaken Carl Denaro for a woman in the darkness.

Christmas season passed without another shooting, but the gunman had not given up his hunt. On January 30, 1977, John Diel and Christine Freund were parked and necking in the Ridgewood section of New York, when bullets hammered out their windshield. Freund was killed on impact, while her date was physically unscathed. Virginia Voskerichian, an Armenian exchange student, was walking toward her home in Forest Hills on March 8, when a man approached and shot her in the face, killing her instantly. Detectives noted that she had been slain within 300 yards of the January murder scene.

On April 17, Alexander Esau and his date, Valentina Suriani, were parked in the Bronx, a few blocks from the site of the Lauria-Valenti shooting. Caught up in each other, they may not have seen the gunman coming; certainly they had no time to dodge the fusillade of bullets that killed them both immediately, fired from pointblank range. Detectives found a crudely printed letter in the middle of the street, near Esau’s car. Addressed to the captain in charge of New York’s hottest manhunt, the note contained a chilling message.

I am deeply hurt by your calling me a weman–hater [sic]. I am not. But I am a monster. I am the Son of Sam. . . . I love to hunt. Prowling the streets looking for fair game—tasty meat. The weman [sic] of Queens are the prettyest [sic] of all. . . .

The note described “Sam” as a drunken brute who beat the members of his family and sent his son out hunting “tasty meat,” compelling him to kill. There would be other letters from the gunman, some addressed to newsman Jimmy Breslin, hinting at more crimes to come and fueling the hysteria that had already gripped New York. The writer was apparently irrational but no less dangerous for that, and homicide investigators had no clue to his identity. On June 26, Salvatore Lupo and girlfriend Judy Placido were parked in Bayside, Queens, when four shots pierced the windshield of their car. Both were wounded; both survived.

On July 31, Robert Violante and Stacy Moskowitz parked near the Brooklyn shore. The killer found them there and squeezed off four shots at their huddled silhouettes, striking both young people in the head. Stacy died instantly; her date survived, but damage from his wounds left Violante blind for life.

It was the last attack, but homicide detectives didn’t know that yet. A woman walking near the final murder scene recalled two traffic officers writing a ticket for a car parked close to a hydrant; moments later, she had seen a man approach the car, climb in, and pull away with squealing tires. A check of parking ticket records traced an old Ford Galaxy belonging to one David Berkowitz, of Pine Street, Yonkers. Staking out the address, officers discovered that the car was parked outside; a semiautomatic rifle lay in plain view on the seat, together with a note written in the “Son of Sam’s” distinctive, awkward style. When Berkowitz emerged from his apartment, he was instantly arrested and confessed his role in New York’s reign of terror.

The story told by Berkowitz seemed tailor-made for an INSANITY DEFENSE in court. The “Sam” referred to in his letters was a neighbor, one Sam Carr, whose Labrador retriever was allegedly possessed by ancient demons, beaming out commands for Berkowitz to kill and kill again. On one occasion he had tried to kill the dog, but it was useless; demons spoiled his aim, and when the dog recovered from its wounds, the nightly torment had redoubled in intensity. A number of psychiatrists described the suspect as a paranoid schizophrenic, suffering from delusions and therefore incompetent to stand trial. The lone exception was Dr. David Abrahamson, who found that Berkowitz was sane and capable of understanding that his actions had been criminal. The court agreed with Abrahamson and ordered Berkowitz to trial. The gunman soon pled guilty and was sentenced to 365 years in prison.

Ironically, Berkowitz seemed grateful to Dr. Abrahamson for his sanity ruling and later agreed to a series of interviews that Abrahamson published in his book Confessions of Son of Sam (1985). The interviews revealed  that Berkowitz had tried to kill two women during 1975, attacking them with knives, but he turned squeamish when they screamed and tried to fight him off. (“I didn’t want to hurt them,” he explained, confused. “I only wanted to kill them.”) A virgin at the time of his arrest, Berkowitz was prone to fabricate elaborate lies about his bedroom prowess, all the while intent upon revenge against the women who habitually rejected him. When not engaged in stalking female victims, Berkowitz reportedly was an accomplished arsonist: a secret journal listed details of 300 fires for which he was allegedly responsible around New York. In his conclusion, Dr. Abrahamson described his subject as a homicidal exhibitionist who meant his crimes to be a public spectacle and harbored fantasies of “dying for a cause.”

There is another side of David Berkowitz, however, and it surfaced shortly after his arrest, with allegations of his membership in a satanic cult. In letters mailed from prison, Berkowitz described participation in a New York cult affiliated with the lethal “Four P Movement,” based in California. He revealed persuasive inside knowledge of a California homicide, unsolved since 1974, and wrote that “There are other Sams out there—God help the world.”

According to the story told by Berkowitz in prison, two of neighbor Sam Carr’s sons were also members of the killer cult that specialized in skinning dogs alive and gunning victims down on darkened streets. One suspect, John Charles Carr, was said to be the same “John Wheaties” mentioned in a letter penned by Berkowitz, containing other clues that point to cult involvement in the random murders. Calling themselves “The Children,” the cultists operated from a base in Untermeyer Park, where mutilated dogs were found from time to time. Cult members represented the “Twenty-Two Disciples of Hell” mentioned in another “Son of Sam” letter. Suspect John Carr fled New York in February 1979 and “committed suicide” under mysterious circumstances in Minot, North Dakota, two days later. Brother Michael Carr died in a single-car crash in October 1979, and New York authorities reopened the “Sam” case after his death.

Newsman Maury Terry, after six years on the case, believes there were at least five different gunmen in the “Son of Sam” attacks, including Berkowitz, John Carr, and several suspects—one a woman—who have yet to be indicted. Terry also notes that six of the seven shootings fell in close proximity to recognized occult holidays, the March 8 Voskerichian attack emerging as the sole exception to the pattern. In the journalist’s opinion, Berkowitz was chosen as a scapegoat by the other cultists, who then defaced his apartment with weird graffiti, whipping up a bogus “arson ledger”—which includes peculiar, out-of-order entries—to support a plea of innocent by reason of insanity.

Berkowitz himself confirmed the occult connection in conversations with fellow inmates and letters mailed from prison. One such, posted in October 1979, reads: I really don’t know how to begin this letter, but at one time I was a member of an occult group. Being sworn to secrecy or face death I cannot reveal the name of the group, nor do I wish to. This group contained a mixture of satanic practices which included the teachings of Aleister Crowley and Eliphaz [sic] Levi. It was (still is) totally blood oriented and I am certain you know just what I mean. The Coven’s doctrine are a blend of Druidism, the teachings of the Secret Order of the Golden Dawn, Black Magick and a host of other unlawful and obnoxious practices.

As I said, I have no interest in revealing the Coven, especially because I have almost met sudden death on several occasions (once by half an inch) and several others have already perished under mysterious circumstances. These people will stop at nothing, including murder. They have no fear of man-made laws or the Ten Commandments.

The latest near-death experience for Berkowitz had been a July 10 prison assault that left his throat slashed, requiring fifty-six stitches to close the wound. Less talkative following his narrow escape, Berkowitz still agreed to a January 1982 meeting with attorney Harry Lipsig. In that conversation, he referred to the killer cult as follows:

Q: You had some connection with the Church of Scientology, did you not?
A: It wasn’t exactly that. But I can’t go into it. I really can’t.
Q: Were you connected in any way or an adherent or convert of the Church of Scientology?
A: No, not that way. It was an offshoot, fringe-type thing.
Q: Were John and Michael [Carr] with the Church of Scientology?
A: Well, not really that church. But something along that line. A very devious group.
Q: Did this devious group have a name?
A: I can’t disclose it.
Q: Roughly, how large would you say its membership was?
A: Twenty.
Q: Were they all residents of the New York metropolitan area?
A: No.
Q: Were they spread across the nation?
A: Yes.
Q: Did they meet on occasion?
A: Yes, but I really can’t say more without counsel.

As Maury Terry noted, both the satanic Process Church of Final Judgment and its spin-off successor, the “Four P” cult, were “offshoot, fringe-type” movements spawned by Scientology. Both groups were also linked to the Charles MANSON FAMILY in California—as was convicted killer William Mentzer, named by Berkowitz in prison interviews as the triggerman in the January 1977 shooting of John Diel and Christine Freund. Investigation of the alleged cult continues, supported by testimony from convicted cannibal-killer Stanley Dean Baker, but no further indictments have been filed to date.

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