7 True Scary Taxi Driver Horror Stories (Vol. 3)

[Music] being a longtime member of this sub I know that a lot of the stories here aren't actually real despite this being a sub for true scary stories that said I can promise you everything that recently happened to me on my taxi ride home is 100% real and incredibly scary I'll be brief with the basic facts and get to the heart of what happened I'm not sure if anyone here may remember me from the story I told about my missing professor but as I wrote then I'm a TA at my University and since the disappearance

of the professor I've been working very late and an attempt to catch the temporary professor up on what's going on before the professor disappeared I would usually be free and plenty of time to catch the bus home but recently I haven't finished until well after midnight since taking the bus home has been out of the question I've had to take overs home despite being your stereotypical poor college student a little cash from the new professor has made this possible the first few days I called an uber but after her friend told me about the cabs

that cruised the bars on the edge of campus for fares that time of night I decided I just catch one of them I had walked the 2 short blocks to where the taxis were supposed to be and was happy to see my friend was right I noticed the cabs sitting by itself probably 50 yards from the others and approached it knocking on the driver's window he rolled it down and I asked if he was available he took a long look at me up and down before he answered sure kid get in without a second thoughts

I jumped in the back and gave him my address he lazily started the car and pulled onto the road as I sat back in the seat a memory creeped in front of my mind I thought you guys were supposed to be going on a business I could have sworn that I'd read somewhere that this particular cab company had gone bankrupt and was closing sometime last year I guess this strange purple color of the cab had reminded me of this he paused for a moment before he answered uh no kid it wasn't us he must have

had us confused with somebody else I don't know since I wasn't sure I figured he was right it had been at least a year ago and a lot of stuff had gone through my mind since then no sooner than I'd sat back again I noticed that the cab's meter wasn't running or even turned on for that matter uh hey dude you forgot to turn on the meter this time he just raised his eyes to meet mine in the rear view mirror no way kid we don't use those dinosaur things anymore we have an app to

keep track of the fares works with GPS and all that just sit back and relax as he had said that he waived his phone at me real quick but what I saw on the screen just looked like the regular timer function on your phone like before I deferred to him after all I was a European history major not someone that makes apps I took his advice and finally set back in the seat and tried to relax we got about five blocks and I pulled my phone from my pocket and turned on the light I shined

it on my wrist to check the time I wanted to see if I had enough time to have a few beers before I crashed tomorrow was going to be just as hectic so I wanted to have a few to take off the edge that's a nice watch you got there it appeared that while I was checking it the driver had noticed my watch so the Rolex one of those date things uh yeah it was my grandfather's he handed it down to my dad when he graduated college and my dad did the same to me when

I got my bachelor's this was the first time of the Knights I became a little nervous he knew well it was a Rolex in the actual name too until he noticed my watch he'd been quiet and uninterested in me well the second he did it became very animated have been wearing this watch for over a year at this point and never once worried about wearing a gold $15,000 plus watch until that cabdriver asked me about it he went back to his business again but from that point on I stayed aware of what he did like

any normal person I tried to relax and disregard my instincts about a minute after our conversation he picked up his phone from the seat next to him and made a call since I was already suspicious of the driver I did my best to hear what he was saying but he spoke very quietly and was only on the line for about 30 seconds so I was unable to pick up on any of it once he put the phone down I leaned back in the seat to appear uninterested in him he paused for a moment and then

told me his friend had just called and asked him to swing by and pick him up because he had an emergency I was strange because I've been watching him and I didn't notice the phone ring or even make a vibrating noise he assured me it was on the way and I wouldn't be charged in the extra of course by now my paranoia was starting to get the best of me but I didn't want him to see it so I told him it was no problem I guess he figured he had me eating out of the

palm of his hand because I noticed a little grin grow across his face when I peeked at him in the mirror it was at this point where I began to form a plan in my mind although he'd not giving me any overt reasons to be scared I couldn't shake the feeling that I was in trouble the second he did anything that didn't seem right I was bailing out forget the physical consequences we were within a few blocks of my place so I figured if he was going to try anything it would be soon just to

be safe I removed my Rolex as inconspicuously as possible wrap my hoodie around it didn't stuff them into my backpack he ends stopped to pick up his friend yet and we were approaching a stop sign where he would have to take a right to reach my apartment complex about a quarter of a mile down the road when we came to a stop of the sign I decided this was going to be the place that he had to make his move either he would turn right stop and pick up his friend where I would go ahead

pay him and walk through the rest of the way home and he would be free to do whatever for his friend or he turned left go 100 feet in the direction of the highway where no one lives take a right down in abandon alley where his friend was waiting to a system in robbing me and possibly worse and gradually moved to the right side door so if I was forced to bail I'd be close to the curb side where the grass was as the car began moving I grabbed the door handle and double-checked the lock

to make sure it wasn't engaged when he pulled away the car started turning to the right before I could loud a quiet sigh he cut the wheel back to the left and said oh I forgot my friend lives just on the other side of the highway this'll just take a second he should be outside waiting for us I snidely say to myself I bet he is he must have thought I didn't know the area but I grew up around there and was well aware and there was nothing but fields on the other side of the

underpass the second the cab reached the opposite side of the intersection I said a quick prayer and bailed out of the cab despite landing on the grass side of the curb it didn't hurt any less even before I could get to my feet I heard him yelling from inside the cab he was still trying to go along with the ruse saying something about owing him money but I didn't hear it at all I knew as soon as I hit the ground that wouldn't have long so I got to my feet as fast as possible and

began running for the alley that ran behind my complex my hip was hurting so it was hard to go very fast but once I look back at the cab and saw him making a u-turn and heading toward me the fear gave me speed I had not been thinking when I told him the address of my apartment complex but I realized I hadn't given my exact apartment number so he wouldn't have any way to track me down as long as he didn't see me enter it since the alley ran behind my complex I was hoping I

would be able to hop the wooden fence and sneak into my place without him seeing me I knew he was aware of the general area of where I lived therefore when I saw his headlights stopped at the end of the alley and then take off again I deduced he was going the other way in hopes of cutting me my lungs were burning but I kept running as fast as I could about 3/4 of the way down the alley I could see the lights of my complex on the other side of the fence looking ahead of

me down the alley I expected to see headlights but I saw none the thought that he may be waiting for me on the other side of the fence crept in and although the fact terrified me I knew the only place I'd be safe was my apartment despite the fact the fence was eight feet high roughly and I never been much of a high jumper I didn't hesitate on my first try I grabbed the top but my foot slipped back down however on the second I had enough strength to pull myself to the top and over

to the other side I was happy to see boards going across to step on and let myself down I was even happier to not see his car sitting and waiting once I had my feet back on terra firma I took a second to catch my breath and look around for a moment I was unsure of exactly why I was but once I started walking I saw my building off in the distance between the two in front of me at that point only a hundred yards of concrete and grass stood between me and complete safety I

did my best to be it as quiet as possible as I approached the two buildings ahead of me creeping with slow light steps I walked between them and slowed even more as I reached the corner I picked carefully around it and scan slowly across the open courtyard it was well-lit and I knew running across it would put me in the wide open for anyone to see but I had no choice taking one more quick look and letting out a big sigh I ran as fast as I could for my building praying to myself the entire

time it may have seemed an eternity but less than 30 seconds later I was at my door I fumbled with my keys until I found the correct one and then just like that I was inside and safe I dropped to the floor fighting back tears of joy I laid there just a brief moment before I saw the lights of a car creeping outside my building I crawled over to the window facing the parking lot next to the road making his little movement as possible with the blinds I slowly raised one rib just a bit and

looked out the cab driver was slowly cruising around the Lots looking out his window even scarier was that another man was in the passenger seat doing the same thing he must have picked up his partner in crime and they were looking for me I continued to watch them creep around the parking lot for a while until they gradually got further and further away I was far too afraid to turn on the lights so I just laid there in the dark until I dozed off it wasn't until around 9 a.m. that I woke up I made

a cup of coffee and kick back on the couch to reflect on the activities of the night before I considered calling the police but quickly thought the better of it I had no proof that he was planning on robbing me from the police's perspective and the cabbies records I would look like any other guy running away from paying what I owed him so that was out of the question then I remember the thing that caused this mess in the first place my day date for a moment I didn't know where it was but then remembered

where I had stashed it and grabbed my pack as I reached it I held my breath because that was almost positive my contact with the ground damaged it i unrolled it from my hoodie in there it was not a scratch on it and ticking away I guess it really is true you get we pay for I would have hated to have been the son that ruined a three-generation tradition it seemed very possible that the cab driver was going to search for me for a couple of days at least so I called the professor and told

him I was sick and wouldn't be coming to classes for the rest of the week this wasn't totally untrue I was sore from my meeting with the ground not to mention I was getting burned out going to class all day and then staying there late to catch him up from time to time I've peeked out my window the last two days to see if I caught sight of the taxi but I ain't gladly if not while I was eating dinner last night to remember the discussion we had had about the company going into business and

just to satisfy the nagging feeling I still had in the back my mind I googled the company name and what I found made my blood run cold not only had the cab company folded earlier the year before because of competition from companies like uber another result I found discussed an auto auction being held a few months later where several cabs once belonged to the company were being auctioned off my god I've been right all along I bet that guy bought a cab at that auction and was using it to illegally pick up fares after the

bars closed I must have looked like a big rube he could get a little money out of but once he saw my watch I became probably the biggest payday he'd ever had I'll never second-guess my instincts ever again that was the moment the full extent of it all hit me I spent the next hour heaving my dinner into the toilet unfairly short tomorrow when I returned to school I won't have the cab driver and his pal to worry about at least I hope but the memory of the incident will no doubt stay with me for

quite some time I'll be sharing this story with my friends and family now I would recommend everyone who reads this to do the same for the sake of those you love and yourselves keep your wits about you especially after a night of drinking be very sure the cab you're getting into is a licensed one and if you have any doubt make your uber or lyft driver prove he is actually who he says he is a South Carolina female fell victim to a very similar incident I did recently but she didn't realize she had made a

mistake until it was too late please don't make the same mistakes as us don't let this be you [Music] we got a call for pickup at 12:36 Collins they're going to the airport you got it sure I'm on it those were the first words spoken and what would end up as one of the scariest and most nerve-wracking days of my young life I wouldn't have a more grueling day until the birth of my first child that at least was a positive experience this was truly the exact opposite it was still early in the day and

I had already drove one couple to the bus station things were looking up a welcome change from the previous four days the fare was in an upper-crust neighborhood those folks would often tip big money if you got them to where they were going quickly from called a door took me seven and a half minutes hardly a record but it had likely earned me a decent tip no one was outside waiting so I made a quick beep with my horn a moment later a cute blonde stuck her head out of the upstairs window just a minute

I slipped the transmission in the park and lean back leisurely in my seat that summer of 1980 had to have been the hottest memory even with a AC on I was still soaked my mind began to wonder a moment or two later the cute blonde came out to the cab but she wasn't alone a dirty long-haired man came out with her when they got into the cab I could tell that they were junkies where's your luggage we're going to the airport right they looked at each other for a second before answering yeah sure the dirty

guy confirmed this but said nothing about their banks okay I shrugged my shoulders and turned around it was my job to mind-read hopheads I started the cab up and pulled away for most of the drive nothing much was said they would whisper to one another on occasion but none of the volume I could hear I'd catch a glance at the blonde of the mirror at brief intervals she caught me a few times looking and smiled each time she flashed her now decayed teeth I felt a small pang of sadness she had obviously been a beauty

before the dope took over her life you could still see this when you saw her from a distance but as you approached the deep wrinkles and open sores made her vices painfully obvious these were my thoughts when the man called out to me amen there's a change of plans we're gonna need you to take herself somewhere somewhere else as he said this haphazardly pointed the head to a sign we need you to go over the viaduct to poke his words made me bristle not only was I not going to change the destination I knew the

area around Polk was dangerous he more than likely wanted to score something I didn't care what he wanted I wasn't going anywhere near that place listen I'm sorry son once we set a destination we can't just change it it's a former driver security you understand as plenty of cabs the airport you can catch another one there and then you can take it where you want to go of course this wasn't completely true I could change the route as long as I called in told dispatch fact was I wasn't going anywhere near that place odds were

no other driver would either I looked into my rearview mirror as I told him this I noticed the blonde whispers something him a smile grew across his face as she said it and a confident air began emanating from the both they certainly confused me I wasn't sure if they understood what I've told them perhaps all the drugs that they had taken had finally fried their brains they in fact understood me Foley that would appear that that was the one that didn't grasp the importance of the situation they were going to have to show me you

don't understand understand old man you're driving us there with a hue one tool or not his arrogance made me laugh however when I looked up into the mirror I knew why I came I to I with a 38 now it all made sense they likely never had any intent on going to the airport and they knew if they said anything about poke this batch would have never sent me that meant nothing now I was going to do what they told me to do and hopefully I wouldn't get shot in the process alright I got the

point you can put the gun down I'll take you over to poke as I said it they both chuckled and the guy lowered the pistol to his lap well I'm glad we comprehend each other now he pointed again to the viaduct exits and I took it the viaduct was nothing more than a big bridge that took traffic over the train tracks below it had always been the artery that connected the safer more productive part of the city to the crime ridden ghetto on the other side of the tracks we never went over to its in

I hadn't until today as my wheels hold on to it two sick feeling began boiling in my gut I wasn't really sure what I was going into I hadn't been over the track since I was a kid it was the early 60s then even before the viaduct and the neighborhood was okay however after the race riots a few years later I figured I'd be safer on my side of the tracks and hadn't been back since I'd heard stories and seen various pieces in the paper about how much had change but I knew no one who

had seen dat firsthand coming down off the viaduct things looked basically the same as I drove deeper into the neighborhood however things began falling apart it was actually really sad the little barbecue place I used to go to with my dad was boarded up what I saw was decay not danger I quickly wiped a tear away from my cheek and asked my captors where I was headed I had yet to turn around to address them I was afraid to get nervous and just shoot me all of our discussions were done through the mirror when we

reached Hulk Street up here take a left and pull over the end of the sentence made the taste of bile grow stronger in my mouth I glanced down quickly at his lap and the gun was still there cocked in his grip was he going to end my life and leave me here my body began shaking but I fought to stop it I didn't want him to see fear I had never been so afraid in my life I wake my sweaty palms under my slacks and swallowed the massive lump in my throat when I reached Polk

I turned to the left and went ahead about twenty yards before I pulled over I opposed lease lid the shifter into Park and shut off the ignition instinctively i sat upright and swallowed one more time my mouth was bone-dry and I knew if I spoke the words would tremble as I sat there staring ahead the cab was silent often the distance to boys played catch with a football in the street the silence was maddening was this the end what did they have planned my thoughts went to my family I hope my wife would be notified

somehow would she get my body or would I stay in this cab rotting away for god knows how long the dirty guy finally spoke take off your watch and pass that through you in your wallet back to Annie and and don't turn around when you do it so that was the blonds name they were definitely going to pop me since he was using names I did my best not to let them see me shake as I did it when I passed them back I could feel the trembling she let out a little chuckle as she

took them from my hand well and they had everything they needed and this was probably it now hand me the keys this made me even more terrified they were gonna shoot me and take my cab it looked like my wife was never even gonna be able to bury me I did my best to hide the tears I could hear the couple begin to shuffle around in the back I was terrified to look in the mirror I didn't want to see it coming I took one more big gulp and closed my eyes as I waited an

image of my wife appeared in my mind she was wearing a beautiful little red dress I'd bought her for our anniversary her hair was up and she was sitting in our Lincoln it was the most beautiful I'd seen her since our first date the sound of a car door opening came from behind me but I ignored it this is too wonderful of a sight to leave but the sounds of people running soon after roused me for my fantasy I was too afraid to turn around at first slowly I opened my eyes and peeked at the

furthest point of my vision that I could it looked like the door and the passenger rear was open so I summed up the courage to glance at my rearview mirror that didn't look to be anyone there when I finally turned around a feeling of relief overwhelmed me it appeared they didn't want to kill me they've got what they needed and took off at that moment I didn't care that I was fifty dollars lighter I was just happy to be alive the celebrations continued for the next few minutes until the weight of the situation dawned on

me alive or not I didn't want to be in this neighborhood after dark from the way it was looking it was skidding into late afternoon although it was summer and the Sun didn't go down until 9:00 it was going to take me a while to hotwire the cab walking wasn't even a consideration I twisted myself upside down and under the - I'd never hot-wired a car before however I was going to try my best to find out how it took me about an hour to figure out the wiring setup another 15 or so later the

sound of the ignition turning over shock the cab de life James Sayer cab 11:28 answer right now where are you the panicked yells of my dispatcher Cheryl came blasting for my radio I took a second to catch my breath before I responded what in the world was I going to say I did my best to explain all that happened that morning as I drove back toward the garage it was a tad but after three when I finally pulled in my first priority was to call my wife and let her know that I was doing okay

since my keys have been taken Knight told her there would be a guy coming to the house to change the locks her voice was so beautiful to hear I reluctantly let her go when the police arrived to take my report after sitting down with them I took the rest of the day off I was still pretty shaken up about all that had happened my generation didn't have a war it hadn't hardened to the prospect of dying the wife and I spent some time holding each other I wiped her tears as we made plans of future

trips together I promise to spend less time working and more at home the locksmith showed up soon after all the locks were changed and I took the link into the dealership and the next day to have it Ricci I returned to driving a day or two later day by day I became less jumpy and the fear of having someone behind me got less and less terrifying despite my expectations the dope heads were eventually caught the blonde did indeed spawn from an affluent family and her charges were ultimately dropped the dirty men did some Monson County

I had lost interest in the case by then my son was on the way and I was working any spare moment I had so we'd had enough our anniversary came a few months before our son arrived we stuck to the promises that we made that night the family saw a lot of the country those years and her and I still rent a cabin in Colorado from time to time I stayed on the streets for the next 15 years no incident near that bad ever happened again I've been working dispatch since 1995 a combination of bad

luck and failing eyesight force the change in a really mind anyway people drive like crazy these days with the rise of companies like uber I figured our line of work won't be around much longer with my part in the business coming to an end I'd like to pass on one bit of advice that comes from my experience in a time full of no end and distractions please pay attention to who you let into your cab drugged crazy thieves and gun wielding dope heads don't seem to be going away anytime soon [Music] the following is an

excerpt from a letter discovered among my grandfather's papers by my father and myself while making an inventory of his estates upon his death and February 15 2019 keep in mind none of the assertions made within have been confirmed at the time of posting and considering the time in which the events were said to have taken place it may never be possible to confirm them in addition at the time it was written my grandfather was already in the advanced stages of brain cancer the things he is claiming more than likely were symptoms of his illness and

may have not actually even occurred please keep these things in mind as you read this as it pertains to the publishing of this document we're only making this document public at this time in the interests of justice if any of the names or incidents herein are familiar or if anyone has any information pertaining to said people or incidents please leave your contact information in the comments thank you my name's Donald MacIntyre Campbell this year I reached my 91st year on this earth recently due to severe headaches I consulted my doctor during the course of testing

and like it was discovered that I have a large mass of cancer growing in my brain because of my age mostly the great minds in charge of my care determined there was no possible treatment for my illness because of this conclusion I was told I could not expect to see my 92nd birthday truthfully I can claim to be very upset with his prognosis I have had a far longer life than most and can assure you all did my best to live every moment of it honorably there is however one incidence I must relieve my Sola

before I go before my maker not because I am especially devout man but because I've never believed in leaving one's debts outstanding the specific debt I'm referring to took place in the winter of 1951 Dorothy and I had been married three wonderful years with the end of the war jobs had been a little thin on the ground luckily for us people were still dying therefore she was able to find work as a part-time secretary at blevens Lackland funeral home as for me I had been at the sawmill since I was fifteen the post-war suburban boom

had well and truly begun by this time and the demand for building materials was at its highest I've been moved into a supervisors position the year before because of this we were finally in a position that purchased our first home just a mere two months after my promotion we found a nice three-bedroom house not far from where I grown up now that we had purchased our home we could focus more on starting a family don't get me wrong we've been allowing nature to take its course since we'd been married but now having children have become

our prime goal it looked as if though our life was getting better by the day that December we both had been working as many hours as we could Christmas was closely approaching and we knew that would probably be our last holiday where it was just the two of us the Red Chinese were slaughtering our boys in Korea for all I knew I'd be in a whole fighting commies the next year we had one last chance to spoil one another and I was going to make it good since we only had the one car Dorothy would

at some points have to get a cab to and from the funeral home my surprise was a brand new car of her own I couldn't wait to see her face the week before I made all the arrangements the dealer would deliver the night before so everything would be in place for the big reveal that morning the evening of the 21st Dorothy work late so I was left on my own to stir up dinner the partners wanted to get everything caught up for the holidays it was near 8:00 before I heard the cab pull up outside

I was joining an after-dinner beer next to the radio when she came in I could tell from the get-go that something was wrong before I could get one word out I was shut down I'm gonna take a bath and go to bed she had to have been starving but I didn't push we both been running ourselves ragged the past few weeks the fatigue had most likely caught up with her and she now deserves some time to herself I had one more beer and hit the sack about an hour later Dorothy was already deep asleep I

gave her a light pack on her forehead she looked so peaceful as she laid there as if she hadn't a care in the world it wouldn't be until after the holiday that I would learn how terribly wrong I was once I'd switched off the bedside lamp I too drifted off in mere minutes the smell of bacon and coffee woke me up the next morning when I sat down at the table Dorothy still seemed a bit off but still better than the previous night she smiled very little and when she did it felt forced although I

had never seen her like this we were in unchartered territory I know if I had to keep all the balls in the air that she did I would have collapsed far sooner nothing would be gained by nagging her she knew if she needed help I'd bent over backwards for her Whittle was said the next few days but I could see pieces of the old Dorothy peeking through by a Christmas Eve dinner she was doing far better the excitement in the air had us all smiling even Dorothy after dinner we swapped gifts with her folks they

left around 8:30 and we had the house to ourselves before I can even get warmed up she shut me down we both went to bed that night with a frown on our faces during a trip to the head around 2:00 a.m. I took a quick peek out the bedroom window just as arranged Dorothy's brand-new Ford was sitting in our drive wrapped in a big red bow I slipped out of bed a little after 5:00 to get breakfast ready for my big surprise just after 6:00 Dorothy came down slightly groggy and full of questions Merry Christmas

honey hurry up and eat your breakfast I still have to give you your present when she'd awakened fully she lit up the kitchen her beautiful lights had returned and I was elated breakfast went by in a flash now is the time for her present with her hands over her eyes we stepped out into the cold December morning okay open your eyes the shock on her face was priceless for a moment she looked at me unsure Merry Christmas it's yours I handed her the keys and she ran over to get a closer look I watched her

as she played with all the switches and knobs this had to be the happiest I'd seen her in ages now you'll never have to take a cab again my words hung in the air her face had dropped like a stone and tears began pouring from her eyes without a word she ran into the house leaving me clueless I tried to be understanding but this was beyond stress there had to be something she was hiding and I was determined to find out and I wished now that I never had when I climbed the stairs I found

her sobbing on the bed but God's sakes what is wrong with you you've been walking around like a grump for the whole weekend she said nothing but the sobbing continued say something I felt bad even as I said it but I was at my wit's end as I sat next to her I wrapped my arms around her I was now at the point of begging please baby you're obviously hurting let it out let me help you she let out a long sigh and eventually spoke the other night Friday the cab driver he pulled over behind

the building and he he forced himself on me her words knock the air out of me I feared anything I said I may regret some time passed before either one of us spoke again and what was I supposed to say nothing could make it better the best I could do was be there for her I held her as she sobbed as we sat there on that bed a plan for revenge began to take shape in my mind that piece of scum dimmed the light that had once shone so brightly inside my Dorothy and he had

to pay for it Dorothy's reluctance to report the attack would ultimately play in my favor since there was no record I would likely not be a suspect also unless the sleazo had done it before and been caught the police would possibly be in the dark regarding a motive if I was going to do it to not get caught I had to be careful I was going to take at least a few weeks of planning my pop always told me nothing was worth doing if it wasn't worth doing well in this case that would certainly apply

we'd fallen asleep that morning as we held each other around for I got up and started making dinner after what she told me I wasn't sure if she would feel like heating but making dinner was the least I could do for her I can't even pretend to understand women and how they think let alone know what it would feel like for a woman as noble as Dorothy to have her self-respect rip from her just thinking about it made me fume but this wasn't about me I wanted to make it as easy as possible for her

to begin to put this behind her as for me I knew I couldn't until I punished him for this crime every day that passed was a little victory Dorothy became more and more like she once was and I would get a little closer to my prey weeks of casual conversation a few anonymous phone calls finally led me to a named Bobby Dunlap he was 32 and other than a few misdemeanors his habit of doing things to women had gone unnoticed by the cops from what I could tell no one was waiting for him at home

either and this information sealed the deal now a long line needed was to pick the perfect I'm after a phone call in which I pretended to be one of Dunlap's friends I knew when he'd be working since the holidays had ended I wanted to strike as quickly as possible moving forward was all I wanted at that point so I chose that Wednesday to spring my trap after dinner that night I took my car to Patty's and had a few drinks I made a call to the cab service to send Bobby to pick me up since

I've given the dispatcher a false address and name I had little fear the call would be traced back to me Dunlap arrived within a few minutes this was the beginning of the second part of my plan during our ride I made small talk in order to relax him a bit so you're a young and good-looking guy you know of any girls we could get together with and have a good time it was obvious my plan was working he wasn't even aware of where he was taking me and we pulled up to the building I didn't

move or speak he sat still in his seat unsure of what I was doing What's Wrong Bobby don't you recognize the place he started shifting around in his seat I could tell he was beginning to catch on that beautiful woman the one you met on the 21st that was my wife when I said that he really started squirming no way man she came on to me I I didn't know she was married his lies were starting to make me angry I decided to move ahead with a final phase even why all you once scumbag I

know my wife I would have been a lot nicer if you would have admitted what you did the sweat was pouring down his face he knew what I was going to do the second I stuck my pistol in his neck he shot up right drives out to the lake where we'll have some privacy during the drive to the lake he began shaking and the sweating became even worse I had him pull up to one of the boat ramps and get out of the car it was like he'd already given up I didn't even have to

tell him to get on his knees I guess he thought that begging would change my mind so sorry I couldn't help myself it was time to end this I'll see you in hell two shots in the head and he was gone I carefully removed my coats and slacks exposing my coveralls underneath once I had loaded his body into the trunk I removed the coveralls and threw him into the trunk with Bobby and the gun just to be sure I didn't forget anything I sat for a moment in the car to collect my thoughts when I

was satisfied I redressed and started the car and one quick motion I wedged a stone next to the gas pedal and threw the car into drive watching that cab shoot into the water gave me the feeling of accomplishment I had been chasing for weeks even though I had a seven mile walk and it was 23 degrees outside that nights I didn't feel a bit of it in fact that was the best I'd felt in months I made it to my car around 2:00 and drove the rest of the way home when I got there Dorothy

was already in bed I tried not to wake her as I got undressed if I did she said nothing the next morning at breakfast she didn't ask where I had been the night before and that's the way it was for the remaining 48 years of our marriage as smart as she was some sure she had her suspicions but she held her tongue after all that was all in the past we were moving forward it was about a month later when I received my draft orders not until I came home in the fall of 53 did

we finally get to start our family Dorothy discovered she was pregnant with Donald Jr in October Christine was born in September of 55 and that was pretty much it the adjustment period after coming home took a while however dorothy was there to help me through the rougher parts it wasn't until I lost her in 95 that I realized how much I had come to rely on her now that it's my turn to pass so on the only hope I have is that I will get to see my Dorothy again since we are coming to the

end of my story I want to ensure all law enforcement involved with this case that no one in my family living or dead had any knowledge of what I did all those years ago what occurred on the lakeshore was only between myself Dunlap and God please don't hold what I did to that scum against my loved ones their only crime is being related to me and that's no fault of their own I ask whoever discovers this letter to turn it over to the police and whatever way they desire this is my final confession of what

I did to that cab driver Bobby Dunlap on the night of January 10th 1951 may he burn in hell forever sincerely Donald MacIntyre Campbell [Music] I would have posted this earlier but I just returned from a week-long vacation with my mother in California this whole mess I'm about to tell you all happened during my taxi ride to the airport last week my parents separated then eventually divorced when I was 12 per usual it was decided that would live with my mom and spend the weekends with my dad this was the living arrangement until it came

time for me to choose a college eventually I decided to stay in Oklahoma and go to school there since I wanted to stay but my mom wanted to move the Los Angeles with her boyfriend I live with my dad my first year of school however every summer since she moved I've spent a week or two with my mom in California I was on the way to see her last week when something horrible happened my flight was at 12:15 p.m. that day I called the cab to pick me up at 9:00 a.m. that morning under normal

conditions the drive to the airport takes about 20 minutes I always try to leave myself two hours before my flight to get everything done so I knew even with traffic I'd arrived with plenty of time the driver showed up a few minutes after 9:00 no big deal at that time I wasn't in any hurry and he didn't appear to be either we left my apartment at 9:10 at no time did I express any need to hurry but from almost the second we pulled onto the road he certainly was I have a bit of a lead

foot myself so it wasn't until I heard the squealing of the tires that I spoke up look man we've got plenty of time you don't have to go so fast I wasn't sure what he said back to me however he must have understood me because he let up on the gas for a while he apparently took this as an invitation for small talk unfortunately his accent was so thick I couldn't understand a word he said I didn't want to come across as racist so I just nodded long and smiled it wasn't long after we started

our discussion that he began picking up speed again he seemed more involved in talking to me than paying attention to traffic the cab was weaving in and out avoiding cars and bicycle riders horns were honking right and left we were stopped to the lights about ten minutes from the airport a man on a bike was stopped in front of us when it turned green the driver hadn't noticed at first the bike rider was all the way across the intersection when he finally did I guess he wanted to catch up with the rest of traffic he

floored it and shot across the intersection the bike rider couldn't get out of his way fast enough and the cabbie hit him with such speed he and his bike launched over the top of the car and into the grass beside the road I couldn't help but screech the worst thing I'd ever seen up to that point was when another girl broke her ankle at cheer practice this was far worse I'm not even sure the cabbie noticed what he'd done until I screamed he gave me a clueless look until I told him to stop he seemed

reluctant to do so he made a u-turn and holed into a parking lot across from the scene the drivers slowly stepped out of the car and crossed the street people were already gathered around the bike rider a few of them were attempting to a system the rest were talking to my cab driver since I was the cab I couldn't hear what was being said although I felt obligated to guide the cab and actually do something I didn't until the police and ambulance arrived it was heartbreaking as I stood there watching the paramedics work on the

cyclist I couldn't tell if he was alive when they took him away but he certainly didn't look good my turn to speak so the police came and I told them everything that had happened since I got in that cab he seemed like a good guy but I couldn't hold anything back my opinion was and still is that he shouldn't be driving a cab hopefully the people who make that decision feel the same way by the time the cops let me go my plane was already gone one of the officers arranged to ride home for me

I rescheduled my flight for the next afternoon this time I ordered an uber the ride to the airport was at a regular speed and I arrived in plenty of time for my flight my mother and I had a great time but the poor man on the bicycle was always on my mind since I got back yesterday afternoon I haven't heard anything from the police about the cyclist condition when it comes to my cab driver I'm not sure if I'll ever know of his fate I plan to call in to the officer handle in this case

in the morning if I discover anything I'll let you all know [Music] just a few days ago I had the strangest experience I've had in the ten plus years of driving a cab I picked up this well-dressed and good-looking middle-aged guy however when he opened his mouth he said the strangest things what started out as an entertaining discussion ended up as an all-consuming fear and going to write down and post everything I remember that happened and was said between the two of us then whoever reads it can tell me if I'm crazy or just being

paranoid Saturday nights I was working the graveyard most my fares come from bars and I just dropped off a pair of drunk bimbos I only say bimbos because the redhead claims she didn't have enough for a tip instead she decided to show me a rack unasked by the way I admit they were nice but I prefer girls my own caste it was around 3:00 a.m. when I noticed a well-dressed tall man waving me down the neighborhood combined with his fancy suits spoke possible big tipper to me once he got in and closed the door he

removed his hats a fine-looking straw fedora his clothing in movie star good looks were out of place I feared at first that I'd picked up a time traveler I did the usual one asked him where he was headed I don't know really I'm in town on business and was looking for somebody to show me around his answer made me chuckle it seemed awful late for a sightseeing trip hey as long as you pay me mister I'll Drive you anywhere and that was how it all started for the next two hours or so I showed him

around town the University the Capitol building the usual touristy stuff at some point during our little tour I remember why he said he was in town so what kind of business are you in his reply made me laugh even more than his first the guy was a natural comedian on what people would call the contract killer we've been having such a good time so far I decided to go with the ruse okay mister I'll play along well tell me how it works how does cell one go about hiring a contract killer well a woman contacts

me now they do so I'll keep to myself if their reference checks out we move on to business she gives me names and any other info I asked for if I decide to take the job we move on to money if we agree on a number then I go to work with all that anonymity I asked him how he made sure he got paid after he offed someone it appeared my choice of words made him laugh it probably wouldn't be wise to tell you that part we professionals have to keep some secrets to ourselves okay

fair enough well then how does a client know you've completed the job I regretted asking the question even before I finished asking it even though it was a stupid question he still entertained me with an answer albeit with a tinge of sarcasm in his voice we live in a time with a 24-hour news cycle in multiple social media outlets don't you think if your dad died suddenly that someone's not going to contact your mother first if you don't discover it on your own someone's gonna tell you once I'm paid my relationship with the customer ends

she's ultimately on her own after that the last part of his answer brought up another question in my mind if something goes wrong per se and she gets arrested or implicates herself what do you do he thought for a moment before answering I imagine he was considering how much he should say to a stranger driving his taxi well sometime contingencies have been put in place to protect myself first off if five done my job right the client shouldn't have any information about me to give the cops and if on the off chance I screw up

so badly that she can I have multiple exit strategies I certainly won't let the police get their hands on me none of us get to live forever there were a few times I had to remind myself this was all the game he made it fun nonetheless his imagination and forethought wowed me we've been playing this game for hours before I thought to ask him how he got started in his business I joined the Army fresh out of high school I'd seen my work caught the attention of my superiors they referred me to a couple of

gentlemen in the government and I've worked for them for ten years before I made the decision to go into business for myself I gotta tell you mister you're really good at this stuff you really should be a storyteller if that's not what you're really doing for a living I'm seriously impressed and that wasn't blowing smoke this was the most fun I'd had driving a cab in my life I was used to dealing with drunks and arrogant businessmen this was a blast well thank you young man I appreciate everything you've shown me tonight I could tell

by the way he was talking the night was coming to an end it was just as well the Sun would be up soon and I was beginning to flag myself I took the opportunity to ask one more question one I should have asked far earlier he had said earlier tonight he was in town for business did that mean he was here to off someone a sly grin grew across his face as he thought of his answer well as a matter of fact I was however I received a message at the last minute to cancel the

hit and I get to keep the half she'd already given me so I didn't mind that's business it happens on occasion that's a woman's prerogative after all isn't it to change their minds I hope her and her old man work it out anyhow that's that's how I ended up with you just as the first rays of the Sun broke over the horizon he pointed out to place to let him out there were a few hotels at the end of the parking lot and I assumed that was where he was headed he reached over the seats

and handed me a thousand-dollar bill before I could argue he told me to keep the change it was twice what he owed but I was too tired to disagree keep the change kid you earned it I had a great time tonight thank you mister I had a great time myself and thank you most of all for the awesome story as he stepped from the crab he said one last thing and thank you for show me around tonight Adam take care of Linda and stay out of trouble I pulled out of the lot and headed for

home my hope was that Linda would have breakfast going and that's when it hit me like a hammer how did that man know my name not to mention my wife's my license was nowhere he could have seen it I reenacted the nights discussion in my head there was never a point in which I told him it would have ruined the game I didn't ask him his and there was no reason for me to tell him mine certainly not my wife's how did he know I was married anyway I hadn't worn a ring in years I

lost it down a drain and never found it I suppose he could have guessed the problem with that is that Linda and I had just gotten back together last week we've been separated and considering divorce for two years before that when I pulled into the driveway a terrible idea came into my head was there a possibility that guy wasn't making up a story no one would dare tell someone even a stranger in such a bold and frank way that he was a hit man if he was serious the fact he knew my name and my

wife's could only mean one thing even if it was true I wasn't ready to accept it while Linda and I sat and ate that morning I couldn't stop myself from watching her I was terrified that my wife had wanted me dead even if she had changed her mind there was no way she'd admit it if I did ask either answer would most likely destroy the fragile peace we've built between us I need to know what the readers think am I crazy or is this really happening [Music] that was in town recently and ran into a

friend from college I hadn't seen her in quite some time she told me the story I'm about to share with everyone here it involves another girl from school who had recently been the victim of than until recently unidentified serial murderer the story he told the police of which he experienced that night makes any horror film pale in comparison to preserve the privacy of her family members I'll be referring to her as Fiona also I will not be using the actual name of her killer I refused to let that Bill's name come out of my mouth

I hope you understand fiona has always been an aspiring writer although she'd managed to have a few minor successes the one big popular had continued to elude her because of this she still kept a day job she's been a bartender at the local college friendly bar therefore when her and her boyfriend moved to Miami she began tending bar again and making ends meet the night she died she stayed after her shift and had some drinks her fellow bartender that served her that night said that although she was intoxicated she wasn't fall down drunk she most

likely still had some of her decision-making faculties left after you read what she went through you may wish she was blacked out the bartender own ship called Fiona a cab she left 15 minutes later and that was the last time anyone saw her this cab ride would prove to be her last still unknown to the world her driver John Smith as I would refer to him as had taken the lives of six other women over the past 10 years Fiona was about to be the seventh the only positive thing we can take away from her

losing her life is it causing an end to Smith's decade-long spree Smith's confession gives us a first-hand account of the inner workings of a killers mind we would not otherwise get I'll try my best to give you as thorough as possible retelling well not causing unneeded stress there's no need to be vulgar at some point in her ride Fiona nodded off Smith took this opportunity to take the cab to an out-of-the-way place he'd used this area several times in the past to be alone with his victims before she had any idea of what was going

on Smith had separated her from her phone and quickly locked her into a pair of handcuffs Smith believed once that was taken care of Fiona would be at his command despite this she fought her captor however a hard knock on the head with a tire iron stopped this only then Smith was truly free to brutalize her at his will he claims he never actually did anything but tests of her body proved otherwise sometime after the assault Smith left Fiona alone still apparently believed in her to be unconscious this is when she took her chance to

get away on this part I'll have to use a little conjecture although she was handcuffed she must have had some hope that she could find help the area Smith had taken her to is heavily wooded and remote from the scratches found in her face it's thought she'd been running through the woods for a while before she stumbled upon a road unfortunately the road she had discovered sees very little traffic when a car did finally come along she waved it down the bad news was that it was Smith as soon as he'd notice her missing he

headed for the main road he drove up and down for about thirty minutes until he saw her waving at the car when she realized the situation it was too late for her she tried to run back into the woods but Smith caught her he was done playing games at that point after five or six strikes to the head she was gone her body was left in the woods and wasn't discovered for another four days before he left her Smith did his best to build a plausible story if he was questioned he could say that he

took her home and went on with his life he had a record of her payment and his prints wouldn't be on anything she owned from the outside he had nothing to hide other than the fact that he had given a ride to a couple of the victims the police had nothing solid against him in a town with only three cab drivers he was bound to have driven one or two of the girls what Smith didn't know at the time was that the police had found a pair of eyeglasses near Fiona's body and they had traced

them back to him the cops wanted to see if Smith would confess have caught in a compromising position so they hid out across from the spot where her body was found and waited sure enough on the second day they caught him at the dump site searching for his glasses an hour later they had their confession in the following days he would confess to the other six girls deaths and recount in gory detail how he undertook his crimes my friend who had originally told me about the case works with the county prosecutor she says their intent

is go for the death penalty on Fiona's murder if not all of the victims she's the reason I have so much inside information about Smith's confession owing to her position in town she is only able to say so much about the case however I have no such restrictions on myself she wanted to make sure our friends fighting spirits and determination to not go down easily be known by the wider world please rather than remembering the name and horrors that monster committed upon these seven innocent women let's celebrate their lives and the way in which they

enriched the lives of those they loved the wall be missed [Music] a few days ago while doing research for an upcoming book I came across several photos from an unsolved murder that took place in May of 1954 they portrayed a shocking scene two bodies one male one female was discovered the male had a single gunshot to the head the female a violently mangled skull lacking any nearby blood the only sign that there was any crime at all was the blood-soaked taxi found almost a mile from the bodies the aspect of the crime that grabbed my

attention and motivated me to take further look was the downright lack of any motive or suspects included with the pictures was a story written at the time of the murderers send a recent update telling of how the case was being reopened although it's beyond cold the hope is that all the amazing advancements in science can finally be used to solve the case it's more than likely the individual or individuals involved in the crime are now dead regardless of that probability the loved ones left behind deserve the chance at some form of closure since I've been

unable to think of anything else I've dedicated my research time to finding out more about those involved in the crime and the area in which it took place with a few days of intense study under my belt in a small amount of hindsight I formed a theory as to what may have occurred that warm May evening before I let you in on my whole little idea I want to stress that I have come to this conclusion of my own the new police investigation has no connection to myself and the law enforcement agencies working the case

have no knowledge of my research or existence for that matter what started as an entertaining bit of reading has become a personal search for the truth and a possible chance justice no I never knew either victim of this long-forgotten horror it is still no less personal of a journey the way I see this thing playing out is like so the male whose name was Alfred green had a record of assaulting women one being an attempt to force himself on someone which the charges were later dropped Green was an employee of the checker cab company it

was his blood-soaked cab found almost a mile away from the two bodies considering Green had only the one bullet wound to the head with the average blood pool surrounding the body I've concluded the massive amount of gore covering the taxis interior belonged to the female and Hillman it was said very little blood was found under her body which only strengthens my belief miss Hillman was an assistant librarian and had no criminal record or connection to the crime world her friends said she was the stereotypical bookworm she also had no boyfriend nor any romantic entanglements known

to anyone at that time that therefore eliminates the love triangle theory the last person to see her Linda banks a teller at First National Bank said that miss Hillman had mentioned catching a cab back to work this is where my research of other crimes in the area helps out another woman's body had been discovered dumped on the side of the road not far from where this crime took place a month prior she had been assaulted and beaten to death with a blunt instrument this likely occurred at another location with all this information compiled I've been

steered to the following assumptions I believe mr. green and the third unknown subject had joined together to abduct by misleading the victims taking them to a separate location and worse of all doing terrible things to them and then ending their lives in this specific case I believe that after the two men had abducted Miss Hillman rather than taking her to a separate location drove to the area the cab was found in at this location one of the men probably mr. green assaulted miss Hillman when it came to the act of ending her life it appears

that mr. green took it too far and lost control causing the car to be coated in blood thus making it's a very obvious crime scene that would be difficult to conceal or clean at this point mr. Greene's accomplice likely decided he was far too risky of a partner to have therefore after assisting with the dumping of miss Hillman the unknown accomplice killed his partner with a gunshot he more than likely never saw it coming once the liability had been eliminated the partner removed any evidence of his existence from the cab now satisfied no one alive

could connect him with the crimes the unknown third man left the scene because of his smart actions at the scene he remains free all these years later as I said this is only a theory I haven't any new information or facts held back from law enforcement it's all a result of putting one and one one together this is the only logical way it makes sense to me Green obviously didn't shoot himself and there had to be a third person involved I plan on turning my notes over to the police whether they decide to use any

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