Hello, campers. Grab your marshmallows and gather around the true crime campfire.

We're your camp counselors. I'm Katie and I'm Whitney.

And we're here to tell you a true story that is way stranger than fiction.

We're roasting murderers and marshmallows around the true crime

campfire.

Do you remember Snow White, Camper's? You know, the princess whose stepmother was so jealous of her beauty that she cursed her with a poison apple?

Today's case is like that. Someone whose wrath and anger was so terrible that it harmed everyone

it touched. To him, not getting his way was a fate worse than death, and in order to write the

wrongs, he'd commit crimes that would change American lives forever.

With the gift of a single pastry, he would ensure a child's loyalty so completely that the child

would kill for him. He was a manipulator, a magician, and along

with the naive fool that accompanied him, he would kill dozens of people. This is part one of

the magician and the fool, the story of the D.C. snipers. So, campers, for this one, we're in Tacoma, Washington, where 21-year-old Kenya Cook was finally ready for a new start.

She and her six-month-old daughter were looking for a safe haven from Kenya's violent monster

of an ex-boyfriend.

She found it at her aunt's house. On the night of February 16,

2002, Kenya's safety would be shattered with the ringing of a doorbell. She was by

herself, so while her baby was babbling upstairs waiting to have her diaper changed, Kenya answered the door.

Standing there, she saw a black teenage boy with his hands in his pockets, high cheekbones and a wide smile. The boy looked

sixteen, maybe seventeen, and when he spoke to her he made jokes, and in his head he

heard a voice admonishing him. It was the paternal demanding voice he

always heard in his head nowadays. The man's voice. It said, do not make this personal.

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