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I'm like 17, I get this job, it's at a sandwich shop, you know, I'm working nights. It's in like a kind of a dead shopping center. There's only like a jack in the box and not much else. We get a lot of characters in there and it's kind of in like a more sketchy part of the town. So you kind of always have your guard up. It was late. It was maybe an hour before we close.

Maybe we've had like six customers in the last three or four hours. It's like really dead. So this guy, he comes in, he looks nervous, and that makes me nervous. He's avoiding eye contact. But when he does make eye contact, it's really intense, kind of like when you look into a dog's eyes too long and kind of makes you feel weird, then I'm young. Like I'm not this big a who's seen things. I'm like 17 year old kid.

Like, you're never nothing bad really ever happened to me. You know, this guy, you know, he comes in, I'm asking him, how could I help you? Welcome to Subway. You know, that kind of thing. He's got his hand in his back of his waistband in a way that would imply that he's clutching onto something kind of played out in my head, like the best case scenario for the worst case scenario, like, OK, he's going to rob me.

I'm going to tell him, dude, all we have is, you know, not that much money. Take it, it's yours, don't kill me. So that kind of gets your mind racing already, kind of like really fidgety and I'm just like, oh, you know, what can I get for you, sir? Get a hammer. Swiss the way that he kind of threw out ham and Swiss, it was just kind of like, I don't really care, like, do whatever you want, you know?

And when you just get a vibe that is situations off. The triggering mechanism for that vibe was the way that he was so disinterested in what seemed like the point of him being there, which was getting a sandwich made.

And it just seemed like he was so ambivalent about the process, so disinterested in the type of bread, it's like really weird. He kind of looked like he was up to no good. Kind of had this do something look. He kind of looked like me in the sense that he kind of had like the dark features, like the bushy eyebrows and like the dark hair, he was taller and he was wearing baggy sweatpants and then a coat like a leather coat.

I was paying attention to the tiny details because, like, adrenaline is kind of running like, am I going to get robbed?

It's kind of a serious thing when you're like 17 years old and it's it's intense. So I'm laying in the cheese, I was asking him like, oh, you know, I just got off work now. OK, well, you know, how's your day been? Good, fine. The thing is, he never took his hand out of his waistband the whole time, just kind of wanting to get the hell out of there, you know, a big kind of part of this is if you want to toast it, you just have to relay the cheese.

Do you want to toast is the next thing. You got to turn my back to him. I got really nervous, so I asked the guy, which I could toasted. He kind of said like, yeah, yeah, sure. But like, you look like he didn't really want to or like he was really just quick and heard about it. I got to turn my back to him for three to six seconds and like, I kind of didn't want to do it.

I don't know if you can imagine it, but like, if you have, like, a whole footlong sandwich like this, they put it on like a wax paper, like a white paper.

And you take that paper and you put it in the toaster, done it a million times. I grab it and I just didn't do it right. Just falls to the side. And then I do that thing where you're, like, kind of try to catch it with your knee. I'm like panicking. She's kind of splatters on the ground. The bread's on the ground. I dropped the whole sandwich. When you have, like a deja vu moment, it's the details that really click it.

It was really weird because I was taking really intense note of how the cheese landed in triangle slices. Perfect, like a Jason with the corners of the tile on the ground. Just a weird rush of deja vu. I was kind of like alarmed, I was dropped a sandwich that I've never done before, didn't have any condiments on it. It's not like onions and bell peppers. And then maybe there's some meatball marinara sauce that weighs it down and you kind of mess it up.

Just bread, ham and Swiss. I dropped it. I felt like I was in danger, I felt like something bad is going to happen to me on the watch of somebody I don't really care about, the guy who owns my subway. I mean, he's a great guy, but like, I might die here for three months work. Not to look up now, to look up at this guy, I just dropped his sandwich and then boom.

I look up, he's not there. He's gone. It was almost more jarring to see him gone than to see him, they're angry to are still there. It's like still anything. Nothing's broken, nothing's gone. I go outside, there's no one to my left, no one in my right, no cars driving away. There's one car in the Jack-In-The-Box drive through. And I'm just like, what? There's a high traffic stop sign right outside the plaza.

I kind of walked all the way to there maybe, I don't know, 100 feet to get a better view of the entire intersection. And not only is there no one like walking around, there's just no cars. Did he get into, like, a getaway vehicle? No. Like there's no cars driving by, left or right? There's no tires screeching. Nothing. It seemed improbable that this happened. I kind of just chalked it up to, you know, like they say like when when someone's going to rob you, they're like fidgety and like they're nervous.

And I talked to the guy was going to rob me and he chickened out or something. Like I felt like that was a safe assumption. But there is more to the story. Somehow, the weird, fidgety man trying to order a ham and Swiss seemingly vanished in the blink of an eye, he turns the toast, the sandwich drops, it then looks up and he's gone. People don't literally evaporate into thin air. The more rational explanation is that he quickly avoided a robbery and then scurried out the door somehow unseen.

But something about it just bothered him more deeply. That intense feeling of deja vu. He had the whole experience replayed in his mind for weeks. So what happens next is arguably even creepier a couple of weeks go by, this older gentleman comes in the same general description kind of look, Middle Eastern maybe could have been like the Mexican Latin American, kind of look like the bushy eyebrows, like the balding hair. But still they're. Kind of like an intense like I'm here for food.

Don't try to talk to me, kid. Kind of don't bother me. Look. Older gentlemen, I figure I don't know, it's had a rough day, whatever, like I just get this guy out of here. What can I get for you, sir? Get a hammer Swiss the way said it, you know, it was so reminiscent that nonchalant ness was so reminiscent of the first guy. Just the way it brought back like this holy cow, like just a weird rush of deja vu.

The way he was walking in, the way he's talking, the way he's enunciating his like words, and it's just really weird. I couldn't believe what I was seeing when he was reaching behind him back of his waistband. Same way the other guy was doing, couldn't believe I was like, there's no way that this is that much of a coincidence. There's no way. So he orders the Swiss, same as the other guy. The way I'm like peeling off the hams and the cheeses and like the way it's sitting is hard to describe, but like, you know, when you've done something so many times, you stop paying attention to when it's the same as before.

It's just when it's off, you kind of realize it again. And you always have your phone, wallet, keys in your pocket. You never really remember when you check in there. They're you remember when you check and they're not there, have done this a million times. But this time just feels weird and I'm nervous. The adrenaline is pumping, pumping, so I'm laying the cheese and I'm thinking I got to ask this guy who wants to toast it.

I felt like the determining test, the climactic moment as to whether or not I was about to die that night was me asking him if he was going to have a toasted. Because I don't want to turn my back to him, I don't want to relive what just happened a couple of weeks prior, so I asked the guy, which I could toast to, and he's like, Anna, boom. Automatic relief kind of looks at me, has like a kind of nonchalant demeanor.

He's really chill about it. Not not in the mood for a toasted sandwich for me. Automatic. This must be safe. Like it's just a coincidence. Just chill out like everything's fine. I wrap up the sandwich, cut it in half, put in the bag a couple napkins, as I always do when we repeat the order back to the person just to ensure that it's the way they want it.

We verbally know whether or not the sandwich was toasted or not. I don't know if you guys know, but in California, there's actually a hot food tax. And if you do get your sandwich toasted and you opt to eat it in the restaurant, there's a tax. I think it's like seven or 11 cents or something like that. There are people who have looked at the receipt and they go, what's this, 10 cents right here? Like, what is this all you got to toasted?

Well, I didn't know. So, you know, we've started repeating it to the customer. I'm feeling kind of on top of the world. I'm not going to die today. Everything's good. And I'm telling the guy, cool. So, you know, you got a ham sandwich, not toasted with a bag of chips and a drink. And he's like, why do you specify that it was not toasted? Like, did it really bother you?

So I've got to tell. It's like he's just joking around me. I kind of explain this to him, and he was kind of just like I didn't not get my sandwich toasted to avoid paying tax, and I was like, oh, you know, obviously he was kind of telling me, like, I'm not that much of a cheap bastard, you know? And I'm just like, you know, joking around as he's kind of exiting the door and the door is the push to get out.

He holds the sandwich up, curls his foot up against the door to kick it kind of looks at me. He says, I just didn't want you to drop it. As you said, he broke eye contact and just walked away like I got you, you son of a bitch. Immediately I was like, what did you just say that? So rattled, probably the most I've ever been. Like he knew like the whole time he had the situation under control and he knew he was going to just completely, like, ruin my life with that final comment.

And he gave me like this feeling inside of like I'm being watched like or like somebody knows about me. And it was just like this weird it all knowing like he kind of had, like, this aura of, like, I'm watching you. I got you. And I felt trapped with that one sentence, I don't know, I couldn't figure out what the deal was and and and who or how I was, like, being messed with. I don't know.

I don't know. It seems really silly to say, like this guy was a time traveler and it was the same guy from a couple of weeks ago, obviously, but like, I don't know, I think I got kind of lucky nothing happened to me in this body of mine. Maybe in another world I got robbed, you know? So many of us moved through our lives and days unaware of the path that has guided us in, sometimes you need somebody to help you see beyond the obvious.

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A trick of the mind or a rip in the space time continuum, perhaps, you know, I witnessed the ripple of time itself. For once, I saw time repeat itself right in front of my eyes. I saw the the loose fabric of time hanging in front of my face. And I ripped it open with my teeth. All I can tell you was I was in Peru and accompanied by a shaman named Roger. Yes, I was on ayahuasca at the time, but I think that was a mere coincidence.

Have you, dear listener, ever taken part in the sacred journey of ayahuasca, a truly beautiful life transforming experience? I mean, besides the vomit in the diarrhea, of course, and all the hippies and the terrible cell phone coverage. Other than that transport ative. So this would be probably July of 2001. My girlfriend was still in college, she was still attending LSU and still lived very near the campus. We'd been together since early 2000, probably a little over a year, year and a half year.

I'm at home having just gotten off of work, and my roommate is is there with you, some Kevin Costner movie just come out on VHS and Blockbuster was still the thing. And so we were we were going to do that that evening and then probably about 7:00 p.m., maybe seven, 30. It's just starting to get a little darker and my girlfriend gives me a call. She wakes me up and says, Hey, I left Wal-Mart. And ever since I've noticed there's a white pickup truck following me, you know, everybody has their moments.

But she was a she was a fairly rational woman. You know, somebody you know, when you're in a relationship that long, you kind of know somebody enough to know. All right. Well, this this isn't a typical reaction. This isn't like, hey, there's something a little weird. The tone in her voice is changing with every turn and every step of the way. She's like, baby, I'm really scared. Ultimately, I didn't want to keep her on the phone.

I wanted her to focus on the vehicle. And my hope was that somewhere along the way, she's like, oh, you know what? He just turned he just turned off. All right. Never mind. She thought, if I turn enough the situation going to resolve itself, the dude's going to hang a left, I'm going to hang a right or something like that, he'll pull over at a house or maybe he'll realize he thought he was following a friend or something and just realize, oh, I'm following the wrong car.

She was taking the direct path home, which is winding as she took those turns every step of the way. Like she's like, no, he's still with me. No, he's still with me. And you could hear it in her voice as it's building, it's occurring to her. This might be something more than just coincidence. She was a pretty tough individual. Like she wasn't easily intimidated. She was a very tall woman. For her to break down about somebody following her, for her to start crying was for me to take it seriously.

I have to say, we've got to get out the door and do something. Once we had figured out, all right, somebody is following her, but at that point we hustled on across town to to try and intervene, interact, help anywhere we could. My roommate and I worked together at the time, and every now and then if he saw in, he would just put the pedal to the metal. He would just fly across town. And he was like, she's in trouble.

Like, Dude, let's go pedal to the metal.

We made probably what would normally be about a 30 minute drive and a little under 10 minutes. Yeah, he was a beast behind the wheel. We're on the phone with her. Hey, we're at the governor's mansion curve. Hey, we're exiting on Dalrymple right now. And at that point, she's like, OK, I'm heading toward the house. Is he still behind you? Yeah, he's still behind you. We kind of coordinated it over the phone like, all right, where are you?

We're here. We got to the end of the street just in time to see her turn and to see the white pickup truck make the turn behind her. At that point, I'm expecting the trucks just going to keep on going as we're following in line behind where the third vehicle and this little caravan, we see her car as we're approaching the street.

She makes the turn. We're on the phone with her. OK, we see you. Yeah, it's still behind you. Go ahead and pull into your aunt's house. Two houses away, the white pickup truck pulls in on the lake side of the street. And comes to a stop. I didn't know what was going on. I pulled in behind her and she's in the driveway in tears, she's in tears like, is that the truck? And point to it's like that's that's the truck.

It was a workmans truck. It was a little beat up, which is kind of out of place on a street full Alexis's. The truck is off, the lights are off, he's he's there in Chillen facing my girlfriend's house. My girlfriend was in the house and I encourage I hate OK, we're here. You're going to be fine. Nothing's going to happen to you. And I encourage her to go inside, lock the doors, stand by your phone.

And if you hear anything go wrong, call the police.

The way the lighting situation is on the lake at that time of day, it was very it had gotten very dark. If you're not in the light from the street lights, you're you're pretty well concealed. And that's where we were. My roommate was on the lawn, kind of hidden in the shadows behind me. And so I just told my roommate, hey, you kind of hang back and just kind of watch what happens here. And if anything goes wrong, jump in and say, oh, yeah, man, I got your back.

I got your back. I'm just like, I got it in this. And so I just march to the end of the driveway and where he could see me and I could see him and made a beeline straight for him, just kind of make myself scene at the end of the driveway, raise a hand and start walking that way. It's after hours. So why is a workman's truck parked here on the lake? He's either following her or he's either just a dude.

He needs to park and contemplate some stuff. Maybe he's having a rough day and need to sit by the lake or it's the worst case scenario. I'd be off on his left arm, out the driver's window, I approach the vehicle and make eye contact with him was like, Hey dude, and he doesn't turn to me at all. He doesn't engage me at all at this point, I can see the occupant who's an African-American male, he's wearing a white colored, like a t shirt, like an undershirt.

He's kind of sit in kind of a rigid position to where he's not trying to turn his head to look at me is kind of following me.

Cidade, he's trying to follow me out the corner of his eye, but keeping himself really kind of like in a rigid body posture.

He ain't looking at me full on, he doesn't turn his body, he doesn't reposition himself, he doesn't roll the window down. But I just approached it and said, Hey, man, I don't know what's going on. I don't know what this is. I don't know what you want. You're freaking out. I don't know what this is, but you've got to go. You've got to leave right now. He doesn't engage me at all. He doesn't turn his head to look at me, kind of give me a side.

I look pauses for maybe five, ten seconds, and then Franks's trucks and rolls out of.

The man in the white truck, whoever he was, had followed his girlfriend for miles, and after driving all the way into her neighborhood, he parks and just sits there watching, even with a man directly outside his driver's side window.

He doesn't move a muscle. A few moments pass. He starts his truck and pulls out of there. Though he didn't know the man driving the white truck, he had a sneaking suspicion of who it might be from 2000 to 2003. It was pretty well known that there was a serial killer on the loose in Baton Rouge. The Baton Rouge serial killer, as he was called at that time, if you ever seen like Zodiac or I think it's Summer of Sam, the paranoia they try and portray in the cities, like they don't underplay it.

It's real. Every conversation about everything was the killer. Weird car at the end of the street. Maybe it's the killer. Somebody broke a window at my job today.

Maybe it was the killer has more cases of missing women started popping up. Police formed a task force. Their goal to find the man who had spread so much fear across south Louisiana. So many ladies buying guns, tasers, pepper spray and taking self-defense classes. A simple knock on the door put fear in people.

I believe one of the victims, they found her stuff with her groceries still on the counter. It's possible she may have been followed from a supermarket. It was typically brunette women. And at the time, my girlfriend was she fit that profile and that she was in her early 20s and brunette. He was believed to be driving a white pickup truck or a white SUV. Behind the scenes, the South Louisiana serial killer task force mobilized. Hunting down every lead is women kept turning up, murdered.

I don't see him again in person ever. But I did see him again about 18 months later when he was perp locked on the news. This was the moment when a team of detectives realized they had matched DNA to South Louisiana serial killer Derrick Todd Lee. He was on the front page of every paper, every website, everything in the region. The face of the man I saw in the truck that night, Derrick Todd Lee.

On lunch break at my job, they've got a copy of The Advocate out on the table. I'm kind of glancing into the article and reading the details of it, and every now and then, my eyes flick back to his face. I'm bad at names. I'm good at faces. If we run into each other on the streets, probably going to click, Hey, don't I know you did. We made it so and so. Help me with your name.

That's right. Names I'm not great at. Faces I'm good at in that moment. In the break room, I get a little shaky. You're like, man, the newsprint in front of me. It's like I'm walking toward the truck that night and I can see it. I'm standing next. I'm looking at him pretty rigidly in profile. You see the profile picture right up there with a mug shot. That's the guy. That's the guy who didn't want to look at me.

That's the guy from the truck. Derrick Todd Lee was the gentleman's name. I'm just kind of stumped and stymied and shocked and kind of off balance all at once. Just because it's man, I'm getting I'm getting shaky a little talking about it. You kind of weak all at once and kind of overwhelmed all at once because it's just like it's a human being with no qualms about murder. What's to stop him from cutting through me? There's so many ways that an individual like that could kill you, that it's just it's staggering.

Even though you're human, you're nothing to them. These are murderers, this is this is a killer that could have gone bad in so many ways.

One of the victims was abducted from their home probably within maybe five miles of the home that my girlfriend lived in at the time. We never think that we're going to cross paths with a monster that the whole city's watching for looking out their windows for, what are the odds that I'm going to run into this one person who's who's stalking people, who's hunting people? What are the odds that that's going to be me? You don't know who the stranger on the other side of the glass is.

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Oh, a very close encounter, you know, I was once nearly in the grasp of a cold blooded killer, Ted Bundy, and I met in a bar in 1977, I know I don't fit the general stereotype of his victims, but I can assure you it was him buying me drink after drink, a close brush with death. At least I think it was him, I'm sure it was him, he said his name was Ted. It might have been a different famous Ted.

I was pretty sloshed at the time. Danson, Turner, Copple Nugent talks. I barely escaped with my life, however, it was drunkenly stumbled out of the Pelican Bar and Grill, woke up in a ditch with sangria covering my. And this particular peculiar note in my pocket. Thanks for letting me show you my cigarette burns. Call me yours, Ted. The number was smeared with sangria. Anyway, I'll never do that again. Wait. What does that do here?

What is that God awful noise? God damn it, Malakai, no, get off, just peed on my favorite cardigan. Oh, well, I'll have to deal with that later. Well, this is an appropriate transition because I have some cat piss of news to share with you. We are going to be going on a hiatus for a while. Next week will be our last week together and radio rental will be on hiatus. We'll be back, though.

Don't you fret. Don't you fear it's simply that I need a vacation. I am going to sail away to the Dominican Republic. Rates are very low there for some reason. Also fantastic mai tais and Malakai enjoys the terrazzo. So I will miss you. Dear friend, you have been a loyal fan of the genre and I thank you for that. Perhaps I'll send you a postcard. Perhaps I will not. Perhaps I'll send you a dead cat.

I don't know, but I'll see you next week for one last hurrah. This has been Terry Carnation for Radio Rentoul.

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