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🗓️ 31 October 2025
⏱️ 21 minutes
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| 0:00.0 | The weather. Tomorrow, expect a biting cold front. Hmm, how naughty. I wonder what I'll be |
| 0:06.8 | wearing or taking off. The night will be wild and untamed. Expect heavy, lashing rain |
| 0:13.0 | that'll soak you to the skin. By Monday, temperatures will rise slowly but surely reaching |
| 0:18.7 | their peak in the afternoon. |
| 0:23.0 | Not in the mood for miserable weather? |
| 0:25.8 | Fly cheaply to Turkey with Sun Express. |
| 0:28.7 | Sun Express, non-stop sunshine. |
| 0:32.0 | Fingers convict him. |
| 0:36.1 | A True Crime Short Story by Richard O. Jones. |
| 0:43.2 | A Patreon exclusive for supporters of the podcast, True Crime Historian. |
| 1:00.0 | Clarice Hiller, 15, awoke a little after 2 a.m. to find a man standing in her bedroom doorway. |
| 1:08.5 | His face illuminated by a burning match. She thought it was her father, but was puzzled that he was wearing a coat instead of his night clothes. |
| 1:11.8 | As she raised up in bed, the match blew out, leaving the house in total darkness. |
| 1:19.4 | Clarice heard footsteps move toward the bedroom in the front of the house, |
| 1:23.4 | where her parents and her two youngest siblings slept, then paused before going back toward |
| 1:29.7 | her younger sister Florence's room, going past her own door again. |
| 1:35.1 | Is that you, Papa? she heard Florence's sleepy voice. There was a brief moment of stillness. |
| 1:45.0 | Then 13-year-old Florence screamed, and the quiet house rumbled with a flurry of noises. |
| 1:54.0 | Clarice heard her father's footsteps pounding on the floor, exclaiming something about the hall light being out. She saw the spark of |
| 2:03.9 | a match lit by her father, but it lasted only an instant as the intruder attacked. Clarice could see |
| 2:12.4 | nothing in the darkness, but heard the sound of bodies scuffling in the hallway in front of Florence's room. |
| 2:19.3 | She heard the thumps, thuds, and grunts of two scrambling bodies moved past her doorway and down the staircase, and then down the stairs. |
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