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A bottle of wine, nostalgic love songs and a late night phone call with an axe.

It's a relatable scene for many and one that Scott Del found himself in on a wintery night in Kila-Lue, Ontario, back in 1995.

On the phone was the love of his life, his ex-wife, Shirell.

The wine went down easy, perhaps too easy, and Scott scribbled down hopeful notes as the conversation went on for hours.

And for Scott, the air in his log farmhouse crackled with the hope of reconciliation, a reconciliation that would never happen.

Join me now as we take a look into a real-life locked room mystery that case so bizarre and twisted, it took police two years to figure out that a murder even occurred.

You'll hear about love gone wrong and how a troubled marriage devolved into deadly obsession, manipulation, and even voodooism.

Have you ever heard the phrase, a sliding doors moment?

It's a lot like the butterfly effect, where small, seemingly inconsequential occurrences have massive existential impacts down the line.

Rooted in quantum mechanics theory, sliding doors was popularized by the late 90s squinth-pal-tra movie.

In the movie, her character is sent down two very different paths, based on whether or not she catches a train on time or not.

It becomes a pivotal moment that spills the trajectory of the character's future.

At concept, many of us have considered before, though what ifs in our lives?

What if I didn't decide to take a shortcut to work? What if I avoided that fender bender?

What would life look like if I decided to take a year off school and travel the world?

How many diverging timelines exist, based on whether or not I said yes to one thing and no to another?

In almost every single case we cover, there's a sliding doors moment, and it usually comes down to crossing paths with the exact wrong person.

Scott Dell's sliding doors moment happened way back in 1970. At a party he should have never been at in the first place.

He just turned 18 and fled to his family's cottage in Ontario, Canada, to escape being drafted by the US into the Vietnam War.

And it was there. At that very party, where Scott first met 16-year-old Cheryl Scott, she had a cigarette that needed lighting, and Scott just happened to have the lighter.

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