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This one's long but very grusome and worth the read!!!


The Mystery Begins


The mystery of the "Monster of Florence" began in August 1968 with the murder of Barbara Locci, a 32-year-old married woman from Lastra a Signa, and her lover Antonio Lo Bianco. Even though Barbara was married and had a child, she was known around town as a promiscuous woman, and had previously earned the nickname "Queen Bee".


On the evening of Aug. 21, 1968, Barbara, her young son, and Antonio were returning from a movie theater when Antonio suggested that they stop at a nearby cemetery for a quick sexual liaison. Since her son was fast asleep in the backseat, Barbara agreed without hesitation. Their fun was short lived. As Antonio began removing Barbara's clothes, a dark figure appeared out of the dark and shot them both dead. Following the double murder, the killer grabbed Barbara's son out of the car and carried him away.


Sometime later that night, a local farmer was awakened by a knock on his front door. When the man opened the door, the young boy was standing there with tears running down his face. "My mother and my 'uncle' are dead," the child told the man. Apparently not wanting to harm the young boy, the killer had left him on the farmer's front steps. The farmer immediately notified the police.


As investigators went over the cemetery crime scene, they discovered eight .22-caliber shell casings by the vehicle. The car was a white Alfa Romeo "Giulietta" with license plates from the Province of Arezzo. A check of the vehicle's registration revealed that it belonged to Antonio Lo Bianco. Investigators were initially stumped. Who had committed this heinous crime and why?


Between six and seven in the morning, a police patrol car reached the home of Stefano Mele, Barbara's husband. As investigators made their way to Mele's front door, it abruptly opened, and he stepped out with a suitcase, appearing to be in a hurry. When he had little reaction to the news of his wife's murder, investigators' suspicions increased. Mele hesitantly agreed to talk with investigators and accompanied them to police headquarters.


Mutilation and Madness

By 1974, six years after the 1968 double murders, the name Stefano Mele was all but forgotten and local authorities were focused on another disturbing double murder. On Sept. 14, 1974, investigators were called to the Borgo San Lorenzo area just north of Florence. A passerby had discovered the bodies of 18-year-old Stefania Pettini and 19-year-old Pasquale Gentilcore in a parked car and made the call to police headquarters.


Upon arriving at the scene, investigators discovered the half-naked body of a young man in the driver's seat of a Fiat 127, later determined to belong to his father. He appeared to have been the victim of numerous gunshot wounds. There was no apparent evidence of a struggle, and copper-jacketed bullet shells dotted the scene.




Stefania Pettini crime scene

At the rear of the car investigators discovered the completely naked body of a young woman on the ground. Her killer had ghoulishly posed her corpse -- her arms and legs were in a spread-eagled position and a vine branch protruded from her mutilated vagina. At first sight, it appeared as though she had been stabbed to death.




During an autopsy of the victims, it was soon revealed that both had been shot numerous times with a small-caliber gun. Ballistic reports concluded that the weapon was a model 73 or 74, .22 automatic Beretta and that the bullets were a distinctive Winchester type manufactured in Australia during the 1950s. While the male victim succumbed to five bullet wounds, the female victim had only been shot three times -- her death was ultimately the result of at least one of 96 stab wounds. The knife was estimated to be 10 to 12 centimeters long and 1.5 centimeters wide, with a single-edged blade.


By June 1981, seven years had passed since the Borgo San Lorenzo murders, and as with Stefano Mele, they were all but forgotten. On Saturday, June 6, 1981, investigators were again stumped when a police sergeant on a country walk with his young son accidentally discovered the bodies of 21-year-old Carmela De Nuccio and her 30-year-old lover, Giovanni Foggi. The sergeant had first noticed a copper-colored Ritmo automobile parked alongside the road. The doors to the vehicle were closed, but a woman's handbag was lying next to the driver's side door, with the bag's contents scattered about the ground. His curiosity obviously piqued, the sergeant decided to move in for a closer look. As he made his way to the vehicle, he noticed that the driver's side window had been smashed. Sitting at the wheel of the vehicle was the body of a young man whose throat had apparently been slashed. The sergeant immediately left the scene to call the crime in to headquarters.




Investigators at Foggi crime scene


As investigators joined the sergeant at the crime scene, they soon discovered the body of a female victim lying at the bottom of a steep bank, just 20 yards away from the red Fiat. Her legs were spread apart, her T-shirt and jeans were slashed, and most ghastly of all -- her vagina had been crudely removed. There were no tracks and no witnesses.


An autopsy revealed that they had both died of multiple gunshot wounds while sitting in the vehicle. Subsequently, the young man had received three stab wounds, two to his neck and a third to the chest. The excision of the girl's vagina had been performed with an extremely sharp apparatus, thus prompting the pathologist to conclude that the killer had skill in the use of cutting instruments.


Ballistic reports indicated that both victims were killed by a minimum of seven gunshot wounds from a .22-caliber automatic pistol with Winchester rounds. This revelation quickly raised the eyebrows of veteran detectives, and they requested that the bullets be compared to the ones recovered from the 1974 double murder. A ballistics match was made, and investigators were beginning to realize that they had a possible serial murderer on their hands.

On Oct. 23, 1981, just months after the double murder of Nuccio and Foggi, the killer struck again. A young couple, 24-year-old Susanna Cambi and her 26-year-old boyfriend, Stefano Baldi, had decided to spend the evening parked at a scenic outlook near Calenzano, just north of Florence. What the young couple failed to notice was a killer lying in wait. Later that evening, another young couple discovered their bullet-ridden and mutilated corpses.


As investigators arrived at the scene they discovered a man lying next to a Volkswagen. He was half-naked and appeared to have been shot and stabbed numerous times. A female victim was lying on the opposite side of the vehicle. While her wounds were similar to that of her male counterpart, one detail immediately struck investigators -- her vagina had been removed in the same fashion as with Carmela De Nuccio.


On June 19, 1982, a Saturday night, the killer struck again near Montespertoli, southwest of Florence. A young couple, 22-year-old Paolo Mainardi and his girlfriend, 20-year-old Antonella Migliorini, were making love in a parking space near the Via Nuova Virgilio provincial roadway, when someone appeared out of the bushes and began shooting. Both were struck by the initial barrage of gunfire and Antonella died almost immediately. Even though Paolo was seriously injured, he was able start the car, turn on the headlights, and shift the vehicle into reverse.


Unfortunately the car ended up in a ditch and Paolo was unable to get it back out. The killer wasted little time and quickly shot out the vehicle's headlights, restoring the darkness and emptied his pistol into the two victims. After turning off the engine, the keys were pulled from the ignition and thrown into the weeds. Obviously disturbed by traffic in the area, the killer decided to skip the gruesome mutilation rites and fled the scene without even realizing that Paolo Mainardi was still alive.


Unfortunately for Paolo, he was not discovered until the following morning and died just hours later, without ever having regained consciousness. Later the same morning, the assistant district attorney assigned to the case, Silvia Della Monica, gathered various reporters from the media in her office and asked them to spread a minor lie. The keen assistant DA wanted the press to report that Paolo Mainardi was still alive when he arrived at the hospital, and that he had had time to give a description of the killer before he died. All of the reporters agreed, and the information appeared in the afternoon paper. Silvia Della Monica was hoping that the killer would become anxious and make a false move


The killer waited about a year before striking again. On Sept. 9, 1983, the "Monster" surprised police by breaking his pattern, albeit by accident, by murdering two West German boys, Horst Meyer and Uwe Rusch Sens. The two young victims were shot to death while sleeping in a Volkswagen camper just 19 miles south of Florence in a grassy clearing. Some later reports stated that the boys were homosexual lovers, but there was no evidence to substantiate this claim.


There was no apparent mutilation to the victims' bodies and investigators did not initially connect the murders to that of the "Monster of Florence." Nonetheless, ballistics tests proved that the same Beretta .22 had been used in the murders. This revelation baffled investigators. Why had the killer changed his pattern? Perhaps the killer had made a mistake. One of the victims had very long blond hair and may have been mistaken for a girl. Upon realizing his mistake, the killer may not have wished to perform his usual mutilations on a male.


A short time after the murder of the two young campers, the Red Cross emergency worker who had accompanied Paolo Mainardi to the hospital in 1982 and was later contacted by the killer, received another disturbing phone call while on vacation in Rimini. The killer continued to badger him about what Mainardi had told police before he died. This revelation shocked police. Who could have known that the worker was on vacation and how did they know how to contact him?


The killer waited almost a year before striking again on July 29, 1984, this time murdering another young couple in Vicchio di Mugello, just north of Florence. This double murder showed all the characteristics of the previous ones. The man's body was found on the backseat of his car wearing only underpants and a vest. Not far from the vehicle, behind some bushes, lay the completely naked body of the girl. As with her predecessors, she was posed in a spread eagle position, with her genitals having been removed. The only real variance was that the killer had also decided to remove her left breast and slashed her corpse over 100 times.


An autopsy soon revealed that both victims had been shot through the car window before being stabbed with a knife. The body of the girl was then dragged by the ankles approximately 10 yards.


The ballistic results were of no surprise to investigators. The weapon had been a .22 automatic Beretta, and the bullets matched all of those used on previous victims. The knife was also deemed to have been a single-edged blade and matched the characteristics as that of the previous mutilations. In addition, no fingerprints were recovered from the scene, strengthening investigators theory that the killer wore surgical gloves during his crimes.


The last known murder committed by the "Monster of Florence" occurred almost a year later on September. 8, 1985, when he murdered a French couple, 25-year-old Jean-Michel Kraveichvili and 36-year-old Nadine Mauriot as they camped in the San Casciano area just outside of Florence. The woman's body, which was discovered closed inside a tent, showed that she had been shot four times. The first three bullets had penetrated her skull, while the forth went through her thorat. Four bullets had also hit the male victim -- one in the mouth, two in the upper left arm, and one in the right elbow.


According to reports by the pathologist, all of the shots were fired at a close range no more than 15 to 20 inches. The pathologist also surmised that the couple had been making love at the time they were ambushed. The man was probably lying on his back with the woman on top of him. The woman died from gunshot wounds while still inside the tent, but the man, who was only superficially wounded, had attempted to escape. He succeeded in getting out of the tent and was able to run for approximately 30 yards before being overtaken by the killer and stabbed to death. He was then thrown down a bank into the bushes where he was ultimately discovered. Following the murder of the male victim, the killer entered the tent and decisively removed the woman's vagina and left breast. The pathologist estimated that the killer could have completed the operation within a 10-minute period.


Directly after the discovery of Jean-Michel and Nadine, investigators thought they had their first real lead when a copper-jacketed Winchester bullet was found on a sidewalk in front of a nearby hospital. The hospital's proximity, together with the investigators theory of surgical gloves and a scalpel, led them to question members of the hospital staff. Nonetheless, no suspects were discovered and the lead quickly fizzled


On the day following the latest murders, an envelope was delivered to the public prosecutor's office, addressed to assistant DA Silvia Della Monica. The address on the envelope had been created using letters cut from a magazine or newspaper and contained a single spelling mistake. Inside the envelope was a sheet of paper folded and glued at its edges, and inside the paper container was a small plastic bag. The bag contained a cube of flesh from Nadine Mauriot's left breast.


Over the course of the next eight years, investigators questioned more than 100,000 people in hopes of gaining a lead. During the early 1990s, they began to focus on Pietro Pacciani, a 68-year-old semi-literate farmer who enjoyed hunting and taxidermy. Intriguing to investigators was the fact that Pacciani had been arrested in 1951 for the murder of a traveling salesman, whom he had caught sleeping with his fiancée. After stabbing the salesman a total of 19 times and stomping him to death, Pacciani raped his corpse. He was quickly convicted and sentenced to serve 13 years in prison for his crimes. Following his release from prison, Pacciani married and settled down to raise a family. Nonetheless, he was again jailed between 1987 and 1991 for beating his wife and sexually molesting his two young daughters.



He was sent to trial for the murders and convicted, but on Feb. 13, 1996, an appeals court overturned the conviction of 71-year-old Pietro Pacciani and cleared him of "all fault" -- a ruling that came one week after a public prosecutor stated that the evidence against him was unsound. Nonetheless, few doubted that Pacciani, who in his youth had murdered a traveling salesman, was indeed the Monster of Florence, and his release caused a strong public outcry.


In August 2001, investigators again reopened inquiries into the "Monster of Florence" murders. While detectives are reluctant to discuss many of the details, they have said there are new suspects. A source close to the public prosecutor's office has stated that the police now believe that a group of 10 to 12 wealthy, sophisticated Italians orchestrated the ritualized murders over the course of three decades and got away with it. Investigators surmise that the religious sect required nighttime executions of courting couples, followed by mutilation with the help of a .22 Beretta revolver and a surgical knife.


As investigators began removing their original files from storage, they were tipped off by a series of undisclosed anonymous letters, which are believed to name some of the suspects, including an unknown doctor and a Swiss artist. The artist reportedly left the area in 1997, but police are said to have drawings he made of mutilated women and newspaper clippings he had saved.

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Nazca Lines - Peru's Nazca Plateau, a one hundred square mile area, contains 100's of lines that converge in geometric perfection and giant figures formed by single continuous strokes have been inexpicably etched in the earth. Many think they were etched 1000's of years ago by alien visitors.


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I was 10 when I 1st saw this....16 years later i can still remember the terror in my lil heart



Anything on Unsolved Mysteries with UFOs, aliens, or ghosts scared the crap out of me. Robert Stack is responsible for hundreds of sleepless nights in my life. I'm still fascinated by all that kind of stuff, but I'm much more of a skeptic. As of now, I don't believe in no ghosts, but a very select few cases of UFOs and alien abduction allegations confirms to me something very real is going on, my gut says that we've been visited, but I don't claim there is any real hard evidence.

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The Ice Box Murders is the nickname for the gruesome unsolved 1965 Father’s Day double homicide of Fred and Edwina Rodgers in Houston, Texas. The husband and wife were killed, dissected and placed in the kitchen ice box. The bodies were so disected the police thought the fridge contained a hog, until 2 human heads came into view. The main suspect, their son Charles, was never found or definitively linked to the murders, and the case has remained unsolved for over 35 years.


Charles (Chuck) Rogers, born (December 30, 1921) was a murder suspect.


Born and raised in Texas, Rogers served in the U.S. Navy during World War II and studied nuclear physics at the University of Houston. He became a petroleum geologist as well as a licensed pilot. Known as a brilliant recluse, Charles lived with his parents, Fred and Edwina, in their modest house at 1815 Driscoll Street in Houston, Texas. On June 23, 1965, Fred and Edwina Rogers were found murdered in their home. Their bodies had been cut up and stored in the family's refrigerator. Charles Rogers was nowhere to be found, and has not been seen since. He remains the prime suspect in what Houstonians refer to as "The Icebox Murders."


In 1992, a book entitled The Man On The Grassy Knoll claimed that Rogers was a contract agent for the CIA. The book also alleges that Chuck Rogers was the infamous grassy knoll gunman in the John F. Kennedy assassination, and that Rogers was one of the three mystery tramps photographed while in police custody just after the shooting, specifically the lead, or "Frenchy", tramp. According to the 1992 book, the murders came about when Chuck's parents discovered his journal in his room, which allegedly detailed the JFK operation, and Rogers killed them to close their mouths.


Despite these claims, there is no hard evidence to link Charles Rogers to the murder of the President. He remains missing to this day.

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I loved the fact that it had a JFK tie in




On September 28, 1973 51 year old Barbara Gibbons was found murdered in her Canaan residence off of Route 63. Her 18 year old son, Peter Reilly was the first person to find her. She had been found dead on the bedroom floor, her throat cut she lost her life from the severe loss of blood. There were several injuries inflicted on her body after her death including two legs broken above the knees, cuts in her abdomen and lower back, several broken ribs, a fractured pelvis and injuries to her genitalia. Friday, September 28, 1973 saw Barbara shopping in Falls Village. After school, Barbara and Peter played cards. In the evening, Peter and a friend, Geoff Madow went out for the evening. Peter arrived back home between 9:50 and 9:55 p.m. When his mother didn't acknowledge his greeting, he entered her room and found her nude body on the floor. Her eyes were blackened, her nose and both thighs broken. She also suffered three fractured ribs. Her stomach and back were slashed, her head almost decapitated. Barbara's jeans and panties were lying near her, she had been sexually attacked. Police were prompt in responding. That night they read Peter his rights. They took his statement and had him sign a waiver allowing them to question him without a lawyer present.


Peter's clothing had no sign of blood and his body was without scratches or scrapes. The police compensated for this by obtaining a confession after 25 hours of questioning. However, Canaan citizens were unconvinced. Peter wasn't the sort of young man who would harm anyone, let alone viciously murder his own mother. Yet, Peter was formally charged and bail was set at $50,000. Citizens formed a Peter Reilly Defense Fund and were able to raise $6,000. He was released into the custody of his friend Geoff's parents, Marion and Meyer Madow.


After eight hours of intense police questioning, Peter Reilly signed a statement implicating himself. Months later, he was convicted of first degree manslaughter. Reilly recanted his confession and there were many people who viewed the confession as being coaxed. In 1977 a new trial was granted and new evidence was found. A judge acting as a one-man grand jury, eventually cleared Peter Reilly of the murder of his mother and criticized the state police's handling of the case. As recently as of January 2004, Peter Reilly and his attorneys have requested to see the state police files on the case. Their request was turned down as it was rumored that the files were destroyed. There are some in law enforcement that still believe Reilly committed the crime, yet there are many others that insist he was wrongly accused. Either way, justice for Barbara Gibbons has not been served.


November 14, 2006, a hunter discovered skeletal remains of a woman in Litchfield just off of route 8 near exit 41 on the northbound side of the highway. Weeks later the victim was identified as 22 year old Jessica Muskus of Waterbury, She was originally reported as missing in Waterbury on Aug. 2, 2004.


This area of Route 8 has been no stranger to homicide and mystery. Eighteen years ago about a mile from where Muskus was found, the body of Karen Everett 24, was found off of Valley Road in Harwinton, near the highway in October of 1988. Months later in almost the same spot the body of Mildred Alvarado, 30 was found in January of 1989. Both victims were known to have engaged in prostitution, drugs and had been strangled. Some theories point to the same individual in both of those killings. In 1993 Evelyn Bettencourt was located near the Valley Road area and was shot to death. An individual was eventually convicted for her murder however, he is not a suspect in the deaths of Everett and Alvarado. In 1994, the body of Olga Maria Cornieles-Ubiera, 32, was found off Route 262 in Thomaston, approximately eight miles south from the Valley Street area. She had no history of drug use or prostitution and Police have never indicated whether they think her murder was related to the homicides of Everett and Alvarado.


One common thread between the four murdered women is that they are all from Waterbury. There are also two additional women from Waterbury that are missing. Then 37 year old Bernadine Paul has been missing since 2000 and Marilyn Mendez Gonzalez who was 26 years old at the time has not been seen since 2003. There is no indication that these two disappearances are linked to any of the above murders.


Perhaps the most bizarre murder in this area happened at a now closed rest area in Litchfield not far from the other victims. In 1986, the arms and torso of 26 year old transient Jack Franklin Andrews were found wrapped in quilts and garbage bags. His head, legs and genitalia were never located. His murder is still unsolved, and police have theorized that he may have been the victim of a serial killer. His murder is not believed be related to any of the other homicides in the area. Convicted serial killer Richard W. Rogers has been considered a person of interest in the Andrew's case. Rogers had been convicted of the murders of two men in New Jersey and a suspect in ones in Florida and Pennsylvania as well.

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In August of 1976, a woman and a man were found slain beside a dirt road in Sumter County. The deaths are unsolved and they still are unidentified. But they are not forgotten


The two people buried in Bethel United Methodist Church cemetery whose bronze plaques read ''Male Unknown, Aug. 9, 1976," and ''Female Unknown, Aug. 9, 1976,'' never attended a service at the Oswego church or paid tithes there. But for the past 24 years, the members of the church have made sure their resting places remain free of weeds and overgrown grass and that fresh bouquets of flowers mark their graves.


Twenty-eight years after the young woman and man were found dead on a dark, secluded Sumter County dirt road between Interstate 95 and S.C. 341, their identities as well as that of their killer or killers remain a mystery.


The story begins around 6:20 a.m. on August 9, 1976 when a trucker driving along what was commonly known as Locklair Road, a frontage road just off the interstate, stopped to rest.


Instead, he found a disturbing scene: Two people lying by the road.


When authorities arrived, they found the bodies of a young woman and slightly older man. They had been shot several times. An autopsy would later reveal both had been shot at close range in the back, chest and throat. The report also indicated the couple had been dead for less than 24 hours.


Neither had any identification, but officials were hopeful they would be able to quickly locate their families by circulating composite drawings and descriptions of the two across the country.


She had medium-length brown hair and blue-green or blue-gray eyes. She was about 5 feet 5 inches tall and weighed 105 pounds. She had two small beauty marks on her left cheek and another on the right side of her face. Authorities believe she was between the ages of 18 and 20.


He had brown eyes and brown hair, stood just over 6 feet tall and weighed 150 pounds. Authorities initially estimated his age to be about the same as the young woman's but later in the investigation, there was speculation he might have been in his late 20s.


No drugs or alcohol were found on their bodies. And neither had on underwear. Both wore expensive-looking jewelry, though.


Days and months went by with no leads. A year would pass, and still nothing.


By then, investigators had checked out every lead, including trying to identify the dead people through their finger prints and using the serial number on the dead man's watch in hopes of trying to track down the jewelry store where he might have bought the piece of jewelry. Dental records were published in national dental journals. Officials with Interpol as well as U.S. Customs investigators and immigration authorities also had been alerted about the deaths.


Authorities thought they had their best lead yet when, about four months after the slayings, police found the gun they believe was the murder weapon.


A North Carolina man suspected of driving drunk was arrested while traveling through Latta, S.C. Police say they found a gun that had part of its serial number filed off in the man's car. The gun, believed to have been stolen, was sent to the State Law Enforcement Division (SLED) for examination. SLED experts said the bullets taken from that gun matched those retrieved from the bodies.


Authorities said a polygraph test indicated the man was not always truthful during questioning, but they never charged him with the killings. They said they couldn't place him at the scene of the crime.


The man, who has since died, had an alibi: His wife was in a North Carolina hospital, and witnesses told police he was there visiting her. Investigators, wanting to see for themselves if it were possible for the man to sneak away to Sumter County and speed back to the North Carolina hospital, timed the drive.


It would have taken too long, they decided. So they let the one suspect they had go.


In the meantime, the bodies of the dead woman and man were at a local funeral home, lying inside a casket with a see-through lid.


Officials decided it was time to give the couple a Christian burial. A year and five days after they were killed, then-Sheriff I. Byrd Parnell arranged for the young woman and man to be buried at Bethel United.

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Tina now resides in jail for killing her 3 year old daughter

That case itself is suspicious as hell, as her boyfriend was alone with the girl when she died, and admitted to the court that he had previously sodomized and hit the girl. But she got charged with murder because she didn't bring the child to the hospital fast enough, despite the fact that the kid was already dead when Tina found her.

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On February 13th 1998, Kevin McGinley was murdered at the junction of Highway 275 and Armenia Avenue in Tampa, Florida. He was viciously and brutally attacked for fifteen minutes before being pushed to his death beneath the wheels of an oncoming tractor-trailer unit. The people responsible all fled the scene, including the boy who had claimed to be his friend, Michael Lipp.



When Michael Lipp was taken back to the scene, he lied to police saying that there had been a brief fight on a grass area at the side of the on-ramp, away from the highway. He stated that Kevin was untouched and on his way back to the car. That he stopped with his back to the acceleration lane, took one step backwards and was struck by a hit and run car, which spun him out into the path of the oncoming tractor-trailer.

He insists that nobody ever went into the highway and no-one was near Kevin when he stepped backwards. The police admit that Lipp's statement is totally inconsistent with the evidence at the scene, yet they never challenged him about this fact.







The Following is just some of the evidence that the police had in their posession at the time they submitted their investigation report claiming that there was no evidence:
















THREE EYEWITNESSES WHO SWERVED TO AVOID KEVIN IN THE HIGHWAY GAVE THE FOLLOWING DESCRIPTIONS OF HIM: dazed, appeared concussed, not responding to the traffic, totally disorientated, white as a sheet, scared.































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Between dusk on July 21, and dawn, July 22, four women were murdered on the streets of Moscow. The total number of victims — all women — stands at ten since July 1.


Does this city of ten million, capitol of the Russian Federation, have a serial killer preying on its women? Or does it, as some locals insist, have two serial killers at work? Or, as the police suggest, are two killers insufficient to accommodate all the victims who, they say, have little in common?


The first six victims were strangled, some manually, some with ligatures fashioned from their own clothing. Some were tortured and sexually assaulted. On slaughter night this past weekend, one victim was strangled, one was strangled and bludgeoned, one was bludgeoned, and one died from having her head smashed against a concrete structure.


The age-range of the victims is seventeen to thirty-five. Seven of the ten victims were found in the northern section of the city.


On July 1, Yulia Bondareva, 28, walked in the botanical gardens at noon with her boyfriend. The couple parted, and Yulia walked toward the Metro. Her body was discovered an hour later. She had been gagged with a piece of her shirt, sexually assaulted, beaten, and strangled.


July 2. Police discovered the body of Kseniya Medintsevaya, 17, in the courtyard of a kindergarten. Her dress was ripped open, her face smeared with blood. She had been beaten, sexually assaulted, and strangled. Police know that Kseniya was in her apartment at 11 PM the previous night. They found her body before dawn.


On July 4, police found the nearly nude body of Irena Gera, 28, sexually assaulted, and strangled with her pocketbook strap. She had lived in the central part of the city, several miles from where she died.


July 8. A twenty-five-year-old Ukrainian prostitute, Alexandra, was the next victim. She was strangled in her apartment, one end of a belt from a piece of clothing tied around her neck, the other end tied to a doorknob.


On July 11, not far from where police had discovered Alexandra, they found the half-naked body of Elena Tolokonnikova, 32, a teacher. She had been out with friends the previous evening. She never made it home.


July 15. Police found the decomposing body of a woman near a pond. The corpse has not yet been identified, but it is apparent that, like all the victims, she was slender and wore her hair long.


Moscow police have organized a task force to investigate the killings. Alexei Vakhromeyev of the Criminal Investigations Directorate insists there is insufficient evidence to link the crimes. Some victims were manually strangled, some strangled with ligatures, some beaten. Most were killed in the city’s north; some were killed several miles away in the northeast. CID investigators have not ruled out the possibility of a series killer, but Vakhromeyev believes that such a killer would execute all his victims in the same manner.


July 21. Seventeen-year-old student Tatyana Nikishina was victim seven. Her killer had attempted to sexually assault her, then strangled her with her bra, leaving her body in Moscow’s northwest. Police have not released the names of the other three victims.


A senior police official characterized the murders as "coincidences," but frightened Muscovites are forming their own conclusions. Men go out to do errands; wives choose to remain inside; daughters are kept at home. Details of the murders are admittedly sparse, but a few suggested avenues of inquiry are in order. Despite police protestations, serial killers do not always kill the same way. The prostitute, Alexandra, was the only victim whose body was not found outdoors. She had been working at a nearby market and could have picked up a man she thought was a client, or simply been followed home. One of the unnamed Friday-night victims was struck with a blunt object from behind; another was slammed against a concrete structure. With no further details, it is impossible to hazard a guess about linkage. Why did Kseniya Medintsevaya leave her apartment after eleven PM? Yulia Bondareva, the first known victim, was attacked and killed in a public park in broad daylight. How and why did Irena Gera travel from her home to city’s northern section?


At least eight of these homicides appear to be linked. If this is the case, the Moscow serial killer has a voracious appetite, selecting victims at a terrifying rate. With a coordinated investigation only now getting underway, the killer has a headstart on the CID and the forecast is not good.



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Charley Ross (born Charles Brewster Ross in 1870) was the primary victim of the first kidnapping for ransom in America to receive widespread attention from the media


On July 1, 1874, Charley (then four years old) and his older brother Walter (aged six) were playing in the front yard of their family's home in Germantown, a suburb of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. A carriage pulled up, and they were approached by two men who offered them fireworks if the boys would take a ride with them. The boys agreed, and the four of them proceeded to a store in Philadelphia, where Walter was given 25 cents and asked to buy fireworks inside. Walter did so, but the carriage left without him. Charley Ross was never seen again.



Christian Ross, the boys' father, began receiving odd ransom demands from the apparent kidnappers. They arrived in the form of notes mailed from Philadelphia's main post office, all written in an odd hand and a coarse, semi-literate style with many simple words misspelled. The communications generally requested a ransom of $20,000, an enormous sum at the time. The notes cautioned against police intervention and threatened Charley's life if Christian did not cooperate. Christian owned a large house and was thought to be wealthy, but in actuality he was heavily in debt and could not afford such an amount. His debt was a result of the stock market crash of 1873. Seeing no other choice, Christian Ross went to the police. The kidnapping soon became national news. In addition to the heavy press coverage, some prominent Philadelphians enlisted the help of the famous Pinkerton detective agency, who had millions of flyers and posters printed with Charley's likeness.


On a December night in the same year, the Long Island house belonging to Judge Charles Van Brunt was burglarized. Holmes Van Brunt, Charles' brother, lived next door, and gathered the members of his household, armed with shotguns to stop the intruders in the act. As they entered Charles' house, they saw two lanterns go out, and the resulting torrent of gunfire from Holmes and his men brought down both burglars where they stood. They were Bill Mosher and Joe Douglas, career criminals who had recently been released from jail. Mosher was dead on the spot. Douglas was mortally wounded, but managed to live a few more seconds and was able to communicate with Holmes. Everyone present was understandably shaken by the experience, and there is no clear consensus regarding exactly what Douglas said. Most agree that Douglas said that there was no point in lying (as he was about to die) so he admitted that he and Mosher abducted Charley. His further statements, if any, are more controversial. He either said that Charley was killed, or that Mosher knew where Charley was, possibly adding that he would be returned unharmed to the Rosses within a few days. In any case, he did not give any clues to Charley's location or other particulars of the crime, and died moments later. Charley's brother Walter was asked to look at the bodies of Mosher and Douglas and determine whether they were the men he remembered from the carriage ride. According to Walter, they were the same men who took the boys from their yard the previous summer. Mosher in particular was very identifiable as he had a distinctively malformed nose, which he described to police as a "monkey nose". For most, the issue of who the men in the carriage were was settled beyond reasonable doubt. But Charley was not returned, and the case was far from over.


A former Philadelphia policeman named William Westervelt, a known associate of Bill Mosher, was arrested and held in connection with the case. He was tried in 1875 for kidnapping. Though Westervelt was a friend and perhaps a confidant of Mosher (while in prison awaiting trial he had told Christian Ross that Charley had been alive at the time of Mosher's death), there was virtually no evidence to tie him to the crime itself. Walter, for one, insisted that Westervelt was not one of the men in the carriage that took them away. Westervelt, perhaps inevitably, was found to be innocent of the kidnapping. However, he was found guilty of a lesser conspiracy charge and served six years in prison. He always maintained his own innocence and swore that he did not know where Charley was.



Two years after the kidnapping, Christian Ross published a book on the case, entitled The Father’s Story of Charley Ross, the Kidnapped Child. The Ross family continued to search for Charley for half a century or more, following leads and interviewing thousands of boys, teenagers, and eventually grown men who claimed to have been Charley. An estimate of the expenses incurred by the Rosses during the decades-long search amounts to more than three times what the original ransom would have been. The case, and in particular the fates of Mosher, Douglas, and Westervelt, served as a deterrent to other potential ransom kidnappers: it would be a quarter of a century before another high-profile ransom kidnapping case emerged with Edward Cudahy, Jr. in 1900. The fate of Charley Ross remains unknown. A major missing persons database is named after him.



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José (Zé) Arigó, born José Pedro de Freitas (18 October 1921 - 1 November 1971) was a Brazilian psychic surgeon. He practiced psychic surgery with his hands or with simple kitchen utensils while in a mediunic trance, supposedly channeling the spirit of Dr. Adolf Fritz.


Zé Arigó was born José Pedro de Freitas on a farm located 6 kilometers from Congonhas, in the state of Minas Gerais, Brazil. His family was very poor and he could only study up to the third grade of school. At the age of 14 he began working at a mine where he worked for 6 years. According to his autobiography, around 1950 he began to suffer from strong headaches, insomnia, trances, and hallucinations. One day he felt that the voice that had been pursuing him took over his body, and he had a vision of a bald man, dressed in a white apron and supervising a team of doctors and nurses in an enormous operating room. This entity identified itself as "Dr. Fritz."


After claiming to have channeled Dr. Fritz, Arigó began to perform operations using scalpels and needles. His reputation soared and spread throughout Brazil after it was alleged that he had removed a cancerous tumor from the lung of a well-known Brazilian senator. Over the next twenty years, thousands of people who mistrusted traditional medicine, or had not found help in it, came to Congonhas in search of a cure.


In 1956 Arigó was convicted of illegally practicing medicine. He was sentenced to 15 months in prison, but was pardoned by President Juscelino Kubitschek de Oliveira. In 1962 he was arrested and held for seven months for practicing medicine without a license. However, he was allowed to continue treating people while held in jail. Despite the problems with the authorities, his fame continued to increase, and in 1963 he was received by President João Goulart. He also allegedly cured the daughter of Brazilian President, João Figueiredo.


Arigó died in 1971, in an automobile accident.

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Josiah Wilbarger, one of the "luckiest" men ever to have lived on the Texas frontier. He survived his own scalping through the mysterious appearance of his sister and the strange dreams of a woman friend. To this day, his story remains one of the most incredible legends in western history.


In August 1833, while scouting out headrights with four friends for Stephen Austin’s colonial expansion in the vicinity of present-day Austin, Wilbarger and his scouting party were surprised by a band of Comanches on foot. Two men were killed, and two men escaped. Josiah, however, fared neither fate. The Comanches scalped Wilbarger, stripped him of his clothing, and left him for dead. There, in the remote wilderness, in the dead of night, in terrible agony, bleeding from many wounds and freezing from the cold, waiting for help he was not sure would come, he saw his sister Margaret. Her presence gave him comfort, and she promised to send help.


Miles away, Sarah Hornsby had dreams. She awoke not once, but several times throughout the night with dreams that Josiah Wilbarger was alive and desperately needed help. So vivid were her dreams, that at first light, she aroused all the men and insisted they search for Wilbarger. Thus began the strange legend of Josiah Wilbarger, a rugged frontiersman who survived his scalping and lived only because of his extraordinary vision and the inexplicable dreams of a pioneer woman.

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Thanks for this thread, Brody, you've rekindled my interest in Unsolved Mysteries. I've watched just about every story from the show that I can find on Youtube and Dailymotion, at least those which deal with unsolved crimes and not UFOs. It's unfortunate that there's such a limited supply of stories available online, but at least they don't all display the message "This video has been removed due to a copyright claim by Meurer/Cosgrove Entertainment" anymore. I miss Bob Stack.

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A far cry from his New York City upbringing, the Dakota Bad Lands became Theodore Roosevelt�s stomping grounds when moved to a ranch on the northern cattle plains. During this stage of his life he tracked giant grizzlies through the mountains and wrote his account of these magnificent animals in The Wilderness Hunter. Published in 1893, it is one of the most comprehensive stories of the grizzlies� private life ever told. However, grizzlies are not the only animal Roosevalt talks about.

The following text from Roosevelt's book is a tantalising account of an encounter with a �beast�. A beast which has a strong odour, a �great� body and which walks on 2 feet.


He writes...


It was told (to me) by a grizzled, weather-beaten old mountain hunter, named Bauman, who was born and had passed all his life on the frontier. He must have believed what he said, for he could hardly repress a shudder at certain points of the tales.


When the event occurred Bauman was still a young man, and was trapping with a partner among the mountains dividing the forks of the Salmon from the head of Wisdom River. Not having had much luck, he and his partner determined to go up into a particularly wild and lonely pass through which ran a small stream said to contain many beaver. The pass had an evil reputation because the year before a solitary hunter who had wandered into it was there slain, seemingly by a wild beast, the half-eaten remains being afterwards found by some mining prospectors who had passed his camp only the night before.


The memory of this event, however, weighed very lightly with the two trappers, who were as adventurous and hardy as others of their kind... They then struck out on foot through the vast, gloomy forest, and in about 4 hours reached a little open glade where they concluded to camp, as signs of game were plenty.


There was still an hour or two of daylight left, and after building a brush lean-to and throwing down and opening their packs, they started up stream.


At dusk they again reached They were surprised to find that during their absence something, apparently a bear. had visited camp, and had rummaged about among their things, scattering the contents of their packs, and in sheer wantonness destroying their lean-to. The footprints of the beast were quite plain, but at first they paid no particular heed to them, busying themselves with rebuilding the lean-to, laying out their beds and stores, and lighting the fire.


While Bauman was making ready supper, it being already dark, his companion began to examine the tracks more closely, and soon took a brand from the fire to follow them up, where the intruder had walked along a game trail after leaving the camp. . . . Coming back to the fire, he stood by it a minute or two, peering out into the darkness, and suddenly remarked: ''Bauman, that bear has been walking on two legs." Bauman laughed at this, but his partner insisted that he was right, and upon again examining the tracks with a torch, they certainly did seem to be made by but two paws, or feet. However, it was too dark to make sure. After discussing whether the footprints could possibly be those of a human being, and coming to the conclusion that they could not be, the two men rolled up in their blankets, and went to sleep under the lean-to.


At midnight Bauman was awakened by some noise, and sat up in his blankets. As he did so his nostrils were struck by a strong, wild-beast odor, and he caught the loom of a great body in the darkness at the mouth of the lean-to. Grasping his rifle, he fired at the vague, threatening shadow, but must have missed, for immediately afterwards he heard the smashing of the underwood as the thing, whatever it was, rushed off into the impenetrable blackness of the forest and the night.


After this the two men slept but little, sitting up by the rekindled fire, but they heard nothing more. In the morning they started out to look at the few traps they had set the previous evening and put out new ones. By an unspoken agreement they kept together all day, and returned to camp towards evening.


On nearing it they saw, hardly to their astonishment, that the lean-to had been again torn down. The visitor of the preceding day had returned, and in wanton malice had tossed about their camp kit and bedding, and destroyed the shanty. The ground was marked up by its tracks, and on leaving the camp it had gone along the soft earth by the brook, where the footprints were as plain as if on snow! and, after a careful scrutiny of the trail, it certainly did seem as lf, whatever the thing was. it had walked off on but two legs.


The men, thoroughly uneasy, gathered a great heap of dead logs, and kept up a roaring fire throughout the night, one or the other sitting on guard most of the time. About midnight the thing came down through the forest opposite, across the brook, and stayed there on the hill-side for nearly an hour. They could hear the branches crackle as it moved about, and several times it uttered a harsh, grating, long-drawn moan, a peculiarly sinister sound. Yet it did not venture near the fire.


In the morning the two trappers, after discussing the strange events of the last 36 hours, decided that they would shoulder their packs and leave the valley that afternoon. . .


All the morning they kept together, picking up trap after trap, each one empty. On first leaving camp they had the disagreeable sensation of being followed. In the dense spruce thickets they occasionally heard a branch snap after they had passed ; and now and then there were slight rustling noises among the small pines to one side of them.


At noon they were back within a couple of giles of camp. In the high, bright sunlight their fears seemed absurd to the two armed men, accustomed as they were, through long years of lonely wandering in the wilderness to face every kind of danger from man, brute, or element. There were still three beaver traps to collect from a little pond in a wide ravine near by. Bauman volunteered to gather these and bring them in, while his companion went ahead to camp and made ready the packs.


Reaching the pond Bauman found 3 beavers in the traps, One of which had been pulled loose and carried into a beaver house. He took several hours in securing and preparing the beaver, and when he started homewards he marked, with some uneasiness how low the sun was getting.


At last he came to the edge of the little glade where the camp lay, and shouted as he approached it, but got no answer. The camp fire had gone out, though the thin blue smoke was still curling up wards. Near it lay the packs wrapped and arranged. At first Bauman see nobody; nor did he receive an answer to his call.


Stepping forward he again shouted, and as he did so his eye fell On the body of his friend, stretched beside the trunk of a great fallen spruce. Rushing towards it the horrified trapper found that the body was still warm, but that the neck was broken, while there were four great fang Darks in the throat.


The footprints of the unknown beast-creature, printed deep in the soft soil, told the whole story.


The unfortunate man, having finished his packing, had sat down on the spruce log with his face to the fire, and his back to the dense woods, to wait for his companion, .... It had not eaten the body, but apparently had romped and gambolled round it in uncouth, ferocious glee, occasionally rolling over and over it; and had then fled back into the soundless depths of the woods.


Bauman, utterly unnerved, and believing that the creature with which he had to deal was something either half human or half devil, some great goblin-beast, abandoned everything but his rifle and struck off a speed down the pass, not halting until he reached the beaver meadows where the hobbled ponies were still grazing. Mounting, he rode onwards through the night, until far beyond the reach of pursuit.


There are many other States in the United States that have reported giant creatures that roam about their mountain wildernesses.However, I do not have enough verified information to fully go into it at the present time. Anyway, that would be another book.

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The Chase Vault is a burial vault in the cemetery of the Christ Church Parish Church in Oistins, Christ Church, Barbados. It is best known for a series of unexplained incidents in the early 19th century involving the coffins within the vault. Each time when the vault was opened to bury a family member, all coffins but one had changed position. When this had happened several times without explanation over a number of years, the vault was eventually abandoned.


Over the years, different versions and variations of the tale have been published. But the core story has remained consistent and is generally told as follows.


The Chase Vault was constructed for James Elliot around 1724. The vault was built such that it was partially underground. It was approximately 12 feet (3.7 m) in depth (front to back) and 6 1/2 feet wide. However, Elliot was never interred there, and the vault remained empty until Thomasina Goddard was interred on 31 July 1807. Sometime in 1808, the vault was acquired by the Chase family, a fairly wealthy and important clan in Barbados. Some writers state that the patriarch of the family, Thomas Chase, was one of the most hated men on the island. One example is the account in The People's Almanac: "The head of the family, a man with a vicious temper, was so cruel to his slaves that they had threatened his life."[1]


On 22 February 1808 the body of Thomas Chase's infant daughter, Mary Ann Maria Chase, was taken to the vault for burial. When the vault was opened, Goddard's wooden casket was found to be undisturbed. The vault was then opened on 6 July 1812 to bury Thomas Chase's other daughter, Dorcas Chase. Both Goddard's and Mary Chase's caskets were found to be undisturbed at this time. Both of the Chase girls were interred in heavy lead caskets.


One month later, on 9 August 1812, the vault was opened again to accept the body of Thomas Chase himself. It was at this time that the caskets of the Chase girls were found to be displaced; however the account in the People's Almanac states that Mary's coffin was discovered to have been displaced when the vault was opened to intern Dorcas.[1] According to reports, Mary Chase's casket was thrown from the north-east corner of the vault to the opposite corner such that it was standing on end, head downward. It was assumed the disturbance was the result of vandals or thieves. As such, the caskets were reordered and the large marble slab covering the entrance put back in place.


The vault was opened again on 25 September 1816 to accept the body of another infant, Samuel Brewster Ames. The coffins, with the exception of Thomasina Goddard's, were again found to have been disturbed. Thomas Chase's coffin was supposedly so heavy, it took eight men to move it. Once again, the coffins were reordered, some of them stacked on others in the small vault, and the entrance sealed.


On 17 November 1816, the vault was opened again to accept the body of Samuel Brewster. Once again, the coffins were found to be in disarray throughout the vault. For the third time, the coffins were moved back to their original positions and the vault sealed.


The vault was opened again on 17 July 1819, to accept the body of Thomasina Clark. Again, the coffins were found scattered. By this time, the mysterious incidents attracted the attention of local officials. Lord Combermere, Governor of Barbados, was reported to have attended Clark's burial. The Chase Vault was carefully examined by the Governor and his staff. No secret entrance into the vault was detected, and sand was scattered across the floor to detect any footprints. The coffins were reordered and Clark's wooden casket placed in the vault. It was reported that Goddard's wooden casket was falling to pieces, either through decay or because of the activity in the vault. The remains of her casket were tied together and placed against a wall. Finally, the vault was closed and the marble slab cemented in place. The Governor and his staff reportedly placed their official seals in the cement to ensure the integrity of the seal.


On 18 April 1820, some eight months after the burial of Thomasina Clark, the vault was ordered to be reopened. The seals were found to be intact, but when the entrance slab was moved the coffins, with the exception of Goddard's wooden casket, were again found to be in disarray. The account in The People's Almanac includes the macabre detail that "a bony arm, that of Dorcas Chase, [was] sticking out a hole in the side of the coffin."[2] The sand on the floor did not show any kind of human activity within the vault. There was also no indication of flooding or earthquake.


After this incident, the vault was abandoned, and the coffins were buried elsewhere. The vault still exists today at Christ Church Parish Church, and is still vacant

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The Bennington Triangle


Between 1920 and 1950, Bennington, Vermont was the site of several completely unexplained disappearances:


On December 1, 1949, Mr. Tetford vanished from a crowded bus. Tetford was on his way home to Bennington from a trip to St. Albans, Vermont.


Tetford, an ex-soldier who lived in the Soldier's Home in Bennington, was sitting on the bus with 14 other passengers. They all testified to seeing him there, sleeping in his seat. When the bus reached its destination, however, Tetford was gone, although his belongings were still on the luggage rack and a bus timetable lay open on his empty seat. Tetford has never returned or been found.

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The Village That Disappeared


An individual that vanishes is one thing, but how about an entire village of 2,000 men, women and children? In November, 1930, a fur trapper named Joe Labelle made his way on snow shoes to an Eskimo village on the shores of Lake Anjikuni in northern Canada. Labelle was familiar with the village, which he knew as a thriving fishing community of about 2,000 residents.


When he arrived, however, the village was deserted. All of the huts and storehouses were vacant. He found one smoldering fire on which there was a pot of blackened stew. Labelle notified the authorities and an investigation was begun, and which turned up some bizarre findings: no footprints of any of the residents were found, if they had vacated the village; all of the Eskimos' sled dogs were found buried under a 12-foot-high snow drift - they had all starved to death; all of the Eskimos' food and provisions were found undisturbed in their huts. And there was one last unnerving discovery: the Eskimos' ancestral graves had been emptied even though the icy ground around the graves was as hard as iron.


The search party also established that all the Eskimos' provisions and food had been left in their huts, which didn't make any sense at all. . Later, on that unearthly silent night the Mounties watched in awe as a strange blue glow lit up the horizon. The eerie radiance was not the northern lights, but seemed steady and artificial. As the Mounties watched, the light pulsated then faded. All the newspapers of the world reported the baffling disappearance of the 2,000 Eskimos, although many believed that a rational explanation would eventually come to light, but the Anjikuni mass disappearance is still unsolved.


I must admit to not being excited to walk through my dark hall way after reading this...

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The Village That Disappeared


An individual that vanishes is one thing, but how about an entire village of 2,000 men, women and children? In November, 1930, a fur trapper named Joe Labelle made his way on snow shoes to an Eskimo village on the shores of Lake Anjikuni in northern Canada. Labelle was familiar with the village, which he knew as a thriving fishing community of about 2,000 residents.


When he arrived, however, the village was deserted. All of the huts and storehouses were vacant. He found one smoldering fire on which there was a pot of blackened stew. Labelle notified the authorities and an investigation was begun, and which turned up some bizarre findings: no footprints of any of the residents were found, if they had vacated the village; all of the Eskimos' sled dogs were found buried under a 12-foot-high snow drift - they had all starved to death; all of the Eskimos' food and provisions were found undisturbed in their huts. And there was one last unnerving discovery: the Eskimos' ancestral graves had been emptied even though the icy ground around the graves was as hard as iron.


The search party also established that all the Eskimos' provisions and food had been left in their huts, which didn't make any sense at all. . Later, on that unearthly silent night the Mounties watched in awe as a strange blue glow lit up the horizon. The eerie radiance was not the northern lights, but seemed steady and artificial. As the Mounties watched, the light pulsated then faded. All the newspapers of the world reported the baffling disappearance of the 2,000 Eskimos, although many believed that a rational explanation would eventually come to light, but the Anjikuni mass disappearance is still unsolved.


I must admit to not being excited to walk through my dark hall way after reading this...

The wikipedia entry for this pretty much debunks the mystery:



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