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.

All the world's a stage, or so Shakespeare once told us, and all the people in it merely players.

That's a nice idea if we're just talking allegory, but in real life, it's a dangerous way to view the world. Because when you run across the type of person who thinks this way, they tend to think of themselves as the star of the show and everybody else as disposable extras. That's not an outlook that lends itself

to playing well with others. In this episode we bring you the true story of a killer who

saw himself as the star of the show, and in his mind, the show

had to go on, no matter who got hurt in the process. And then.

The So, Camper's were in Costa Mesa, Orange County, California, May 22, 2010. A 911 call came into the customase of dispatch from a frantic sounding man who said,

I found a dead body in my son's apartment.

The dispatcher asked the gender of the dead person and he said it was a woman.

He said there was blood everywhere and it looks like there was some sexual activity.

The body was lying in his son's bed.

So take just a second and imagine how horrifying that would be. Like you go over to

your son's apartment because you haven't heard from him and you find a dead body in his bed and blood.

Awful.

Yikes.

So the caller's son was a 26 year old army veteran named Sam Hare.

Sam had been home from Afghanistan for a year or so now and he was going to college on the GI Bill, but right now Sam was nowhere to be found.

When police arrived, they found an apartment where nothing seemed to miss at first until they got to the bedroom and found the body of a young woman lying in her own blood on the unmade bed. And oddly she was wearing a sparkly Tierra in her hair.

Kind of weird, right?

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