February 16th, 1981, Sergeant Gordon Fairchild of the Brookfield Police Department sits with a senior lieutenant in a squad car.

They're both settling in for a quiet night on the beat in Connecticut.

They've just opened a bag of doughnuts when the radio stutters to life.

Attention all units, attention all units. Attempted murder suspect on the loose.

Thought to be armed and dangerous.

The suspect is a white male, 19 years old and witnesses say he's growling like an animal.

The lieutenant turns to Fairchild in shock just before speeding off into the quiet suburbs of Brookfield.

They're in search of a crazed knife-wielding attacker.

And sure enough, two miles from where the gruesome attack had taken place, they find

19-year-old Arnie Cheyenne Johnson. This is obviously their perpetrator. He fits the description.

The men shout, Put your hands where I can see him, but he's not the crazed, animalistic

individual that they were warned about.

Johnson is calm, if a little bewildered.

As he stands there covered in his victim's blood, it becomes clear to the police that he

is no memory of the attack whatsoever.

Why did Arnie Cheyenne do it?

Would Sergeant Gordon Fairchild ever get to eat those donuts?

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Answers to these questions and more on this paranormal live.

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Rory, guys, thank you for joining us.

This is a story we've been teasing for quite a while, the story of Arnie Cheyenne Johnson.

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