On the afternoon of December 21, 1978, a half dozen Chicago investigators, armed with the fresh

search warrant, made their way down into the crawl space beneath the home of John Wayne Gacy,

at 8213 West Somardale Avenue in the Norwood Park neighborhood of Chicago, Illinois.

Officer Daniel Gentie made his way crawling along his stomach to a spot underneath Gacy's kitchen

where he saw what looked like human hairs sticking out of the ground.

Shining a flood light on the area, he saw a long depression look like a dry lake bed with cracks

in the yellow grade covering of a layer of lime that Gacy had put over the entire surface of the

dirt beneath his home. Gentie popped an entrenching tool into the ground and after two shovel

folds of dirt, he hit some whitish bits of soap-like material. It was at a posterior flesh,

body tissue that has chemically changed to a large-like substance due to rot and moisture.

The crawl space smelled like a sewer. Gentie dug further and hit bone, an armed bone.

A definitely human arm bone. There were more hairs on his little shovel.

Gentie turned towards some other officers poking their heads to crawl space access door and said,

charge him. I found one. Within minutes, Gacy was in police custody,

charged on suspicion of murder. The body Gentie had begun to uncover was the first of what would be

28 corpses that would be removed from underneath his home. We tend to like it dark here in the

suck and it's hard to get darker than this week's Gacy. So let's go full evil. Explore the man,

the murderer, the fucking children's clown that was John Wayne Gacy today on TimeSuck.

Happy New Year, suckers 2018. It's here. Hail Nimrod. Let's make it big. Let's make it real big.

I'm Dan Cummins. This is TimeSuck. Welcome to the Cult of the Curious.

Lucina clearly steered into the New Year. Not able to suck this one in the New Suck Dungeon,

suck studio, the Suck layer. I'm still in a Denver Colorado doing some shows,

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