Are you afraid of being in prison for a crime you didn't commit?

It's a terrifying thought, isn't it?

In our modern world, many of us probably are not.

I know it still happens.

There are always going to be some investigators who are crooked, lazy, racist, or just plain bad at their jobs.

But even if you were in the wrong place at the wrong time with today's forensic technology,

fingerprints, DNA samples, a digital

footprint that includes cell phone call triangulation and GPS tracking, internet search histories,

and abundance of security cameras, doorbell cameras, facial recognition software, and much more.

It seems likely that there would be some piece of evidence that would firmly declare you innocent and point to someone else, the person who actually did it.

The act of, say, finding a body, even if it was somebody close to you, doesn't necessarily make the police presume you're guilty.

Not anymore. But this wasn't always the case.

In the days of not so long ago when forensic evidence collection

was not nearly as robust as it is now in the days before the near constant presence of cameras

and nearly everyone carrying a cell phone on them at all times, too often being at the wrong place

at the wrong time meant the difference between freedom and years in prison or even the death penalty.

In the early 1960s, two young men in Perth,

Western Australia, John Button, and Darrell Beamish, were quickly and wrongfully found guilty of

crimes committed by somebody else. Daryl, who was a sex offender, was charged with the murder

of socialite, Gillian Brewer, a horrific slaughter that had taken place in Jillian's apartment.

He was bullied into a confession, even though the real crimes he had committed had been nothing

like what had happened to Jillian. She was literally hacked to pieces with an axe before the

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