Hello, campers. Grab your marshmallows and gather around the true crime campfire.

We're your camp counselors. I'm Katie and I'm Whitney.

And we're here to tell you a true story that is way stranger than fiction.

We're roasting murderers and marshmallows around the

true crime campfire.

Nords have always gotten a bad rap. But we like nerds. We are nerds from way back.

Our feeling is, whatever your passion in life, be it Star Trek or Star Wars or video games or were wolves or whatever, you should fly your flag with pride.

Do what makes your weird little heart happy. It's what we're doing with this podcast.

But campers, here's the thing. It doesn't happen very often, but once

in a great while, you get yourself a bad nerd. Once in a while, a nerd strays from their lawful good alignment, and when that happens, watch out.

This is when nerds attack, the murder of Dr. Robert Schwartz. Okay, so campers, we are in Leesburg, Virginia, December 10th, 2001.

Colleagues of Dr. Robert Swartz, a renowned biophysicist and DNA researcher,

were concerned when he didn't show up for work and didn't call in.

This was hugely out of character for Dr. Swartz and his work friends knew he lived kind of out in the boonies.

And they thought, you know, what if he'd fallen or something and couldn't get to a phone?

So one of his work friends contacted a neighbor of Dr. Schwartz and the neighbor agreed to go check on him.

He picked up another neighbor on the way and they drove over there.

And Dr. Schwartz lived in an old farmhouse known as the Stone House. The neighbors

knocked on the front door, there was no answer, they peaked in a couple of

windows but they couldn't really see anything, so they decided to go around to the

back door, which they knew Robert often left unlocked.

Again, how many times do we have to say it, yeah, first.

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