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If you were given a magic wand in one of these cold cases, what you'd ask for is not a missing piece of evidence or a note-taking eyewitness.

What you'd ask for is one of the victims to come back to life, so you could ask them what happened and crack the case in one sweeping breakthrough.

You'd have all the details, maybe not motive or planning, but a first-hand account of the crime itself.

Oh yeah, and the victim would no longer be dead.

And if you ever ask for such a thing while investigating a cold case, someone would gently, or maybe not so gently, remind you that that is impossible.

Of course it's impossible, but it's also exactly what happened in the case of the redhead murders.

In pitch darkness, shortly after 2am, Jane Doe number 7 stumbled into the media of I-40 near junction 58 in Kingston, Tennessee.

The strangling had ruptured the blood vessels in her eyes and rendered her virtually blind, though only temporarily.

Her hearing was also damaged by the astronomical physical stress of her murder.

She was in the middle of one of the nation's largest interstates, but with her senses so compromised, she had absolutely no idea where she was.

She had a wide red ligature mark around her neck and all the bruising and trauma of strangling visible in her face.

To all witnesses on the interstate that night, her appearance was as jarring and unlikely as they still dead, walking corpse.

She only knew that she was near a culvert as she woke up in one, in a pile of leaves.

She could hear something like traffic whirling somewhere overhead that began to climb toward what she thought might be a light,

in the least it felt less dark.

So she crawled out of the hole, seeing nothing and hearing little, until she reached the smooth surface of asphalt.

She stood up and walked with her hands out in front of her, like a Hollywood zombie, through a possible traffic still toward the light.

And suddenly, there was grass again beneath her feet, the median.

At this point, she felt the lights of passing vehicles and began waving her arms for help.

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