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It was around a dinner time on Friday, May 21, 2010, when Julie Kibuishi received a text

message. Can you come over tonight at midnight alone? Very upset. Need to talk.

Julie typed a reply asking what was the matter. After making her promise that she wouldn't

tell anyone, the sender explained that they were hurting due to some bad family crap.

A short while later, Julie's cell phone lit up again. Where are you? Can you come by? I

don't want to be up late. It was approaching midnight when Julie pulled

up to the Camden-Martinique apartments in the Californian city of Costa Mesa. The sprawling

residential complex consisted of multiple low-rise buildings, interspersed with winding

walkways and palm trees. After parking her car, Julie headed towards one of the buildings

while texting, Hey buddy, I am here. I am walking to your place.

Then, as she reached the right floor, she messaged her brother, Taka, to let him know she

derived safely at her destination. As Julie typed, she heard a strange sound from the other

side of an apartment door. It sounded like a person sobbing. Signing off her message

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