On the morning of December 22, 1987, everything took a turn for the worse. He bludgeoned and shot his son, Gene and Becky. Then he strangled his 3-year old granddaughter, Barbara. He sat down and drank a beer all before dumping their bodies into a cesspit he had made the children dig. He sat back and waited, knowing the rest of the family would soon return. When they arrived, he told them he had presents for them, but wanted to give them to them one at a time. Loretta was first to receive her gift. Ronald strangled her and held her under the water in a rain barrel. Eddy, Marianne and Rebecca were all killed in a similar manner. Midday on December 26, the rest of the family arrived for their Christmas visit. Ronald’s son, William and daughter-in-law, Renata were both shot dead. Then his grandson Trae, 1, was strangled and drowned. Sheila and her husband Dennis were shot, and his daughter/granddaughter, Sylvia Gail, 6, was strangled. Last, his 20-month old grandson Michael, too, was strangled. All their corpses were covered with coats, with the exception of Sheila, who was laid and covered by Becky’s best tablecloth. The two grandsons, Trae and Michael, were wrapped in plastic sheeting and placed in abandoned cars at the end of the lane. He left and went out, to the local bar for a beer before returning home and spending the next two nights and Sunday drinking beer and watching TV, with his dead family all around him. But he wasn’t done killing yet.
Coming up in this episode of Weird Darkness… I’ll be sharing numerous stories, all written by Weirdo family members. Some may be moribd, some creepy, some just dark… but they are all interesting.
The story of Bonnie Leigh Scott is a forgotten Chicago tragedy. Bonnie vanished on September 22, 1956. That evening, around 6:30 p.m., she left the home where she lived in Addison, Illinois, and told her grandmother that she was going out to look for a blouse. Bonnie lived with her aunt and uncle, Mrs. Robert Schwolow; their daughter, Sue, 15; and Bonnie’s maternal grandmother, Mrs. Doris Hitchins. Her parents were separated and in the midst of a divorce. Bonnie was an ordinary girl, a sophomore at York Community High School and a babysitter for many of the young children who lived in the quiet suburban community. The five-room, newly built ranch house where she lived was virtually identical to all the others on the street. Before the night of September 22, Bonnie never caused a problem, never drew much attention, and seemed like every other girl her age. But that night, she became a mystery. As the police began tracing her steps, assuming that she was a runaway, they managed to find four teenagers who saw her at a diner in Addison around 7:30 p.m. that night. She was also seen at a surplus store, located next door to the town’s police station. After that, she had apparently vanished into thin air.
IN THIS EPISODE: A dream home becomes a house of nightmares… A woman living alone hears a raspy man’s voice speak to her in the dark… While exploring a haunted ship, a woman gets burned – literally… A non-believer in the paranormal becomes a believer… in his own house… Howard Carter became the first person to peer inside of the tomb of King Tutankhamen in Egypt’s Valley of the Kings. It turned out to be the discovery of a lifetime and the start of an ancient curse. *** The Wendigo… a shapeshifter, a cannibal, and many believe it to be completely real. *** Puzzling loud booms have been heard in many locations this year and despite lots of speculations no-one knows what’s behind this disturbing phenomenon. *** Why would something want to possess a department-store mannequin? *** Samuel Clemens – better known as Mark Twain. There is a part of his life that is all too often ignored by historians and biographers. Most scholars ignore the fact that Twain had a lifelong interest and fascination with the supernatural. *** Plus, if you’re a fan of cryptozoology, you’ll love my last story… a creepypasta called “The Fairies”.
Everyone was welcome at the People’s Temple. Young and old, black and white, over 900 of them lived together at an idealistic socialist commune in the jungles of Guyana called Jonestown. By November 1978, they were all dead. Captured in one of the most chilling audiotapes ever recorded, Jonestown’s eponymous leader, charismatic preacher Jim Jones, could be heard urging his followers to commit an act of what he called ‘revolutionary suicide’. Each member was to drink a cyanide concoction out of paper cups full of soft drink kool-aid. Jonestown residents, largely consisting of blacks, women and children, seemingly obeyed their leader. Within 5 minutes, their bodies fell to the earth, dead. Jones would die too, apparently from a self-inflicted bullet to the head. 913 Americans perished in all, thousands of miles from home, their socialist paradise in the jungle turned into the blackest nightmare imaginable. It remains the worst mass death of its kind in modern history. But what Jim Jones labelled revolutionary suicide, others regard as mass murder. Over 200 young children were injected or forced to drink the poison, effectively murdered by their own parents and carers. Other residents were been held against their will or had become brainwashed by Jones’ constant night and day preaching. That at least some of the deaths were murder is obvious, but was something even more sinister at work? Dark suspicions that the events of Jonestown were some kind of CIA mind control experiment began to circulate.