It's Dr. Karen from the referral podcast here just dropping into bus yet another myth,

but this time it's not medical. Now it's a common misconception that a TV licence is just for

watching stuff on a TV, rather than a laptop or a phone, and you only need it if you're watching

BBC content. This is false information. The licence gives you access to over 400 live TV channels too,

for around 44p a day. You can get your licence and find out more info at www.tvl.co.uk slash unipod.

Just a warning before we start. This episode contains descriptions of violence and sexual content

that may not be suitable for all listeners. The early morning fog sits heavily on the river Senn.

It's peaceful. Bird song is the only noise above the slosh of the water under the fisherman's boat.

He's come out early to get his daily catch before the rush of the city begins.

He casts his nets over the side of the boat and waits. Watching the April sun rise over the

spires and rooftops of the Norman capital Ruon. It's gearing up to be a beautiful day.

When he tries to pull the nets up, he's thrown off balance and almost loses his footing.

They're heavier, much heavier than they should be. He grins to himself,

perhaps it's a bumper yield. He shifts his weight and starts hauling up the nets,

hoping to see them jumping with fish, shimmering trout and fat lampries with their huge sharp

toothed blood-sucking mouths. When he sees what he's actually caught, his smile instantly fades.

Lying at his feet is the decomposing body of a young man. A kid really, no more than 16 years old.

Of course, it isn't that unusual to find dead bodies in the sen.

The river is wide and deep and dangerous currents swirl below its calm surface. Even strong

swimmers can easily find themselves swept away and drowned. This youngster didn't drown,

though. The fisherman doesn't have to be a coroner to see that the cause of death was

three vicious stab wounds through his torso. He was murdered, but it's even worse than that.

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