grizzlymane415: I THOUGHT YOU WERE CAPABLE OF NOT NEEDING HAND HOLDING ON THIS, BUT JUDY WAS THE WIFE OF THE POLICE CHIEF IN YUCAIPA. YOU THINK HE WAS VERY INTERESTED IN KEEPING THE DETAILS OF HIS WIFE GETTING MURDERED IN THE BACKSEAT OF A CAR, HALF NAKED WITH ANOTHER WOMAN IN THE PUBLIC EYE? YOU DO THE MATH.
Another curiosity. I couldn’t find anywhere, or in anything my friend from Yucaipa sent me where it said Judy and Petra were “half naked” when they were shot. A self-taught expert on my murder myself, I knew this reeked of a detail cops would deliberately leave out of public record to filter out false confessions. Something only the actual killer would know about the murder.
My house grew cold in the middle of an 80-degree day even though I didn’t have air conditioning. It’s entirely possible grizzlymane415 was completely making this detail up, or it was something he had heard through word of mouth, but those goosebumps upon my arms also knew another thing most self-taught murder experts learn in their 101 class. Murderers love to brag about their work, even though they know it almost always leads to them being caught.
I went over to the front door of my house and checked the lock.
I cut off all communication with grizzlymane415. He probably wasn’t really The Phantom, but at best, he was an asshole who was trying to get underneath my skin. I didn’t need that. I already had three online dating profiles adept at connecting me with sociopathic beta males who get off on messing with your head.
I remained on the board. I couldn’t pass the monotony of semi-employed life and single woman living in a town of just 16,000 without the comfort of faceless online companionship which revolves around the cold murders of human souls.
Things were fine for quite a while, probably a few weeks, before I received another message out of the blue from grizzlymane415.
grizzlymane415:
grizzlymane415: KNOW WHAT THAT IS?
I didn’t have to even look it up. I just assumed it was an 1894 Marlin rifle.
He was probably some dumb fuck 15-year-old boy fucking with me who pulled the image off of Google or a gun message board or something, but I can’t act like I wasn’t totally scared shitless by the thing.
My response came in the form of deleting my account. It may have been the hardest thing I have ever done in my life, but it was all I could do to keep my sanity. It wasn’t worth it. Sorry Reddit.
