Our card this week is Rachel Runyon, the five of clubs from Utah.

In the early 80s, a small town's illusion of safety was shattered when one of its youngest

residents was kidnapped just steps away from her backyard, and her abduction, along with

some strange happenings that unfolded after, has haunted the residents of sunset Utah for

the last 40 years.

I'm Ashley Flowers, and this is The Deck.

It was lunchtime on Thursday, August 26, 1982.

Elaine Runyon had just finished cooking sloppy joes for her three young children.

Their yard had a gate with direct access to a playground, and for the first time ever,

she'd let them go by themselves while she cooked.

I mean, she could see almost the whole thing from her window, so now that the food was

free, she called out that very window, letting them know that it was time for them to come

in for lunch.

That was the deal they'd made.

You can go to the playground, but you have to come home as soon as I call for lunch.

So when she called their names, she expected to see her three kids running to the house,

five-year-old Justin, three-year-old Rachel, and one-and-a-half-year-old Nathan.

But there were no kids running toward the house when she called.

So she stepped outside to see where they were.

And her surprise, they were much farther away than they were supposed to be.

They were all the way across the big field next to the playground.

Elaine shouted again for the three to come eat lunch, and this time they heard her.

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