This is KTown.

I'm going to take you through some of the most creepy,

chilling, and downright, terrifying experiences you've ever heard.

This is The X podcast.

Listener discretion is advised. I was a boy in a madman's world, muttered Elmer Wayne Henley, Dean Coral's accomplice from the prison

cafeteria of the Texas Department of Criminal Justice.

Yes, Henley was a boy of 15 in 1971.

A boy charged with the murders of six teenage boys.

If it wasn't for Coral, he wouldn't have killed at all, or so he said.

It started with Candy. In 1965, Coral was vice president of the family company, Coral Candy.

In the mid-60s, the company was across the street from an elementary school in Houston, Texas.

That was a very convenient thing for Coral, as he was a homosexual who delighted in sex with boys. Even teenagers could be lured in by candy, a fact that totally amazed him. Of course, they loved to play pool, and Coral saw to it that a snappy green pool table was placed in the back of that factory. Then Coral enticed the best-looking boys of the lot,

offering them a ride home, but he didn't take them home. He invited them to his apartment

with the promises of alcohol, marijuana, or a high from glue sniffing.

Once they were high, he snatched their tender young bodies, cuffed them, and slapped tape

across their mouth to the point of pain.

He felt powerful as he hoisted them upright on a piece of plywood, tying their hands,

he'd whip them or beat them with sticks or belt,

laughing when they tried to cry out, jerk away or moaned.

He would then unzip his pants and have his way with their innocent bodies over and over again.

When he was satisfied, he would rest until the next victim.

He especially liked boys with smooth brown hair that was nearly shoulder length, in keeping

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