Chapter One
Salem, Massachusetts is a beautiful and historic city, just a short forty-five minute drive North of Boston. It sits
comfortably along the wonderous and scenic coastline on the Northshore. For the past Three hundred years, it has been worldly
renowned as "The Witch City". But these "witches" never flew on broomsticks. Nor, did they ever cast any "spells". But however, they
were only "accused" by the Purtians for being possessed by the "Devil" himself. So, they were hung and burnt at the stakes on Gallows
Hill; just a few hundred yards from the Peabody/Salem line.
In October of 1992, the city celebrated their 300-year Anniversary, by hosting a year of celebrations and parades
throughout the city. But "The Witch City" had a historic moment, in which, they wished they didn't want to remember. It is one, that surely would
change the course of history, as well, as how the people of Salem would live their lives.
It is one, that occurred on a rainy, and chilly day of October 19th, 1992.
While the "Witch City" was celebrating her 300th Anniversary, someone else was celebrating his 125th. His One
hundred twenty-fifth victim.
According to various news reports, a stunningly beautiful brunette was found dead on the Salem State College (Which
was later rename Salem State University in December of 1992). Her nude body was found in the deep and dark woods behind the college
campus by a group of students. They said, they were walking through the woods as a short cut, and they stumbled upon a body hidden
partially in some leaves and small branches. It appeared that, she was just tossed for a few hours; if not a few days. The young woman also was missing an arm. As if, her killer dismembered her before leaving her to die in the woods. There was also evidence that she was repeatedly raped, before she was killed.
As one student reported to the frenzy of the media, "Whoever did this to this beautiful woman was certainly very 'sick and twisted'."
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