A friend of a friend went with some girls in her sorority out to the Caribbean for Spring Break. One of the girls met a super suave guy at the club, went into another room to hook up, session was interrupted because the girls had to go back to their hotel. The girl thanked her sorority sisters because the guy kept trying to get her to come home with him. She and the guy, however, exchanged numbers. Within the next couple of days she develops a rash around her mouth. Meanwhile, her phone had been blowing up with calls and texts from this guy, still trying to get her to come over. Goes to a local doctor to get tested, the doctor starts to ask more and more questions about her recent sexual activity. She mentions the guy at the club.
Turns out that the bacteria that was causing the rash is only found in carcasses. The police were notified and got the contact/residential info of the club guy from this girl’s phone.
This guy’s house was full of rotting, dismembered bodies of girls that he had brought home, raped, murdered, and then proceeded to have sex with for days–some were weeks–after they had been killed. As if that weren’t enough, he would even eat some of the victims.