Poughkeepsie Tapes Killer Novels & Stories

"Thank you for your hard work detective Tina, we got this because you were prudent. Thanks once again. The autopsy result for both of the victims will be out latest tomorrow, we would know which pointer we can get from there. We are only able to figure out from this statement that Pascal Parker earned his living from an indecent way. Why would he choose to be a thug and leave no trace to his family or background?

“The Greenmoor Alpha is ready to march on your pack. If we don’t have an answer before that happens, you know what that means.” I nodded, throat tight. “A war damages every pack in the nation. So I’m running this case personally.” “And you’re a witness. I’m going to need your help.” That night we went to the scene. There was no body left, just a dark pool soaked into the floor. The victim had been stabbed in the stomach with silver and died on the spot. Cameras everywhere. Every one of them had clean footage of my face. That was the problem in a nutshell: how was I on those tapes when I’d spent the night across town in a hotel?

Since it displayed Nick as a total, raving lunatic, should he ever come out and talk about THEM, no one would ever believe him anyway. I turn my attention to the most recent string of murders, which will hopefully be the most useful in helping me figure out how to track down this sonofabitch. Thirteen people killed, so far. The first was Susan Baker. Twenty-one. Caucasian. Brown hair. Blue eyes. Five-foot-three. Her body was found, eviscerated, in the middle of Chester Park. Next was Adam Jackson. Forty-five. African-American. Six-foot-two. Found, also eviscerated, in an apartment complex dumpster.

Dangerous. 'The FBI has released an official statement for the arrest of Tobias Holloway, former owner of Holloway Real Estate. Holloway, whom, over the course of 23 years, has been living under the identity of Neil Jones, has been charged with the kidnap of Sophie Maddox, the daughter of billionaires, Seth and Lily Maddox, and the murder of May St. Rose, former nun at Our Lady of Hope orphanage in Williamsville, Erie County.

On the way back to camp, Billy Taylor’s throat had been mysteriously sliced open in the middle of the night. So Weber had no misgivings as he ripped the tape from the boy’s ankles and stuffed the pieces into his pocket. He was merely following a script, a script already seen by millions of viewers on Vice Squad the night before. He had been chosen, been given a mission that breathed new life into his soul. He lifted the unlucky lad to his feet. The boy watched mutely as Weber pulled the strips of tape from his hairless wrists, then wadded the pieces together and pushed them into his pocket with the others. Weber doubted the kid would make any noise, but just to be sure, he left the tape acro

And knowing that I found these photos behind this closet, under the same room with Santi and Debbie… it became clear to me that they must have been the ones who are behind all of these! And then another realization just hit me. The date of the VHS tape I first saw was just a day ago before we arrived here. Does that mean that they still have victims? They still don’t stop? Are they recording all the sufferings of these young souls? How could-- The sound coming from the speaker outside suddenly stopped and was changed into screams coming from Chloe.

“He didn’t just architect it. He was there to make sure the blood was spilled.” “I told you,” Elias whispered, his voice cracking like dry parchment. “I don’t know the names, but I know the evil when I see it. I kept this second tape hidden even from myself. It was too much to carry alone.” The screen jumped, showing a different angle of a desolate warehouse district. The timestamp in the corner confirmed the date had haunted their families, January 15th, 2009.

The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls… - Edgar Allen Poe “I guess that leaves just me.” Douggie said as he nodded to his assistant to prepare the video footage. “Pursuant to state law, after the body cam video was viewed by the county DA and state attorney, the victim’s representative and the suspect representative, it is being made available to the public. The victim is twenty-one-year-old Jolene Fargo, wife of the suspect, officer Henry ‘Hank' Fargo, aged twenty-eight. Deputies Hendricks, Pawlowski and Jenson responded to the scene. Hendricks and Jenson arrived first; Thomas, please start the video.”

He paused, and he clasped his fingers together “Rape” Claire felt chills run the her spine “Of who?” Some little girl, my girlfriend's daughter. I was a sick freak back then— ***************** Claire blinked away the tear that threatened to spill from her eyes What happened with Palmer Oh him? Like I said, he was a psycho. He got something out of killing people. It thrilled him Claire could only begin to understand the irony she was faced with at that moment. And suddenly she didn't know who the psycho was anymore. Palmer was a killer, but he never touched little girls—

Granted, the woman herself had not left her room for three whole days either, so when coupled with the fact that he never came in, the two had not seen each other for a while. Then, on the fourth day, the cops showed up for an interview as part of their investigation regarding the death of a famous plutocrat, Morris Baker, in his home. The perpetrators had put so many holes through him that he looked like a colander—a very gory, sickening colander.