Alaska has always been a land of extremes. Endless forests, brutal winters. The silence feels heavier.

The cold feels a little sharper. And the wilderness stretches out for miles and miles without ever

meeting a single soul. It's beautiful, but unforgiving.

And for over a decade, it became the perfect hunting ground

for the most evil and sadistic serial killer

that the state had ever seen.

If you do a back of you,

and don't give me any problems whatsoever, you won't get hurt anywhere shape,

I promise you that started screaming at me and all that don't kill me, don't kill me.

Everything happened so fast, you know, I'm fighting with it and then all of a sudden, no, I killed her.

Who would target young vulnerable women abducting them, subjecting them to hours and hours

of torture, and when he was done, he brought them into the isolated wilderness, deep into the

cold where no one could hear them scream.

Bound, blindfolded, and disoriented, he would unclipped them from the restraints, and he would tell them to run.

I could see each and every one of those women, how they died, probably hunted down like dogs, wounded, and then hunted

more.

And there, in the freezing Alaskan wilderness, he would hunt down these young women like

animals before returning home and going back to being a husband,

a father, baking pastries at the local bakery. This is Robert Hansen, the butcher baker,

and my name is Brianna, and I'm hot on the case.

Robert Hanson was born on February 15th in 1939 in Esterville, Iowa, to his mother,

Edna and his father, Christian Hansen. His father, Christian, did go by Chris Hansen,

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