Hi, Crime Junkeys. I'm your host Ashley Flowers, and I'm Brett, and today I want to tell you

two stories that actually happened here in our own backyard of Indiana, two women with

their whole lives ahead of them that vanish from public places, leaving behind only a

tiny handful of clues. These are the stories of Pamela Milam and Vicki Lynn Herrell.

September 15, 1972 is a big Friday night for the women of Sigma-Capas sorority at Indiana

State University in Tara Hoat. Rush festivities are in full swing, and they've got some tough

choices to make about who's going to make the cut this year. So the sorority sisters

all meet up in their suite in Homestead Hall near Lincoln Quad to talk over what's going

to happen, how it's going to go, maybe some decorating, you know, just to place a little

bit. The meeting wraps around 11 p.m., and the girls decide to grab a quick bite before

going their separate ways for the night. Now, one of the sisters, a young woman named

Pamela Milam, says that she's actually going to run out super quick and move her car

closer to the building. Pamela's a sophomore, and since she's from Tara Hoat, she actually

lives at home instead of staying on campus all the time, but since it's Rush, she's actually

staying at the Sigma-Capas suite for the weekend just to help out. On her way out of the house,

she grabs a box of decorating stuff to put in her trunk to kind of get it out of the

way and help clean up the suite, and she tells her sisters that she's going to be back

in just a few minutes, and then they can all eat. The sorority sisters wait, and wait,

and wait. Eventually, they start kind of looking at each other and getting a little worried.

It should have only been a few minutes, but because she isn't back, they eventually just

decide to eat and call it a night without her. I mean, how long are we talking? Were

they, like, after two minutes, like, well, let's just eat, or was this, like, a considerable

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