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That's right, its my first double-murder. It was March 28, 2007. I was out to get my 3rd slave, as I call
them. I camped at a local campground as I often do for these "hunts". I left camp early the next morning, and
started my climb up catoctin muntain. I approached Wolf Rock, climbed all over it, and waited for a victim to hike to
the rock. In the meantime, I ate my trail snacks. Sometime around 8:30 the first hikers arrived to the rock.
I could hear them coming for a few minutes. It was a group of three men, Id say in their early twenties. There
was no way to make these guys my slaves. Three was too many for me at any one time. I sat on my mask and vest,
the clothes that wear for all my killings. This was not the time. I greeted the guys without making eye contact, hiding
under the brim of my hat. I was pretending to look in my bag, allowing me to not really lookup. In this bag is
my weapons belt, that holds my gun, knife, and rope. My fingers switched the safety off on my 38 cal gun. If these
guys tried anything it would be the last thing they ever did. Im always paranoid. After about 20 minutes these
guys went on their way. I never usually knew what method I'd use for these killings, but this rock begged for a hanging.
I took the rope out of my bag, made a noose and tied the other end to the base of a pine tree near the edge of Wolf Rock.
My heart was beating fastly, I hear someone coming. It was time to kill. Again it was a group. This time it was
a group of five women. Some type of hiking club Im guessing. Again, I was forced to wait. As they approached
the rock, I placed my bag onto my disguise, and walked over the the Wolf Rock geology sign.
I greeting these women the same way, never looking up but hiding under the brim of my hat. "Morning", I said.
They replied the same, as most hikers do, nothing more than a simple greeting. They sat for a few minutes, clearly tired
and left within 5 minutes. I wish I could have killed all those bitches. My blood was boiling. I was determined
to get the next person that came my way. And that is what I did.
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