“Oh Jolly is the night, when the stars are shining bright And the moon is hid from sight beneath the sea Then I’m out upon the track, For my name is Spring-Heel Jack And I love the winter darkness for a spree!
On December 21st 1907, a passenger train coming from Rome had made a stop during the night at a train station in Foligno on the way to Ancona. While checking for passengers in each compartment, a porter made a shocking and bloody discovery in a first class compartment.
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Grace Brown was a farm girl who moved to the big city, she meets and falls in love with Chester Gillette. Grace becomes pregnant and wants Chester to marry her. When Grace’s body is discovered in a Lake, they looked to Gillette. But, could he have murdered her?
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On January 11th, 1902, 15-year-old Nora Fuller left home to meet a potential employer. When she isn’t seen for almost a week, her mother finally notified the authorities. What they unravel are a series of calculated plans and secrets that still baffle some today.
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The story of the Batavia was one of the most mysteries sea disappearances after it vanished in 1629, there had been numerous searches in efforts to locate the Missing ship. It wouldn’t be until 1963 that the wreckage of the missing would be found. Combined with what was found on a nearby island. It became the most horrific mystery in history.
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In 1935 a man gave the name Roland T Owen when he check into the Hotel President. But days later, he was found beaten in his room and died shortly after. The police started looking into the man and discovered he wasn’t who they thought he was.
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In the early morning hours on October 16th, 1937, Paul Dwyer was taken to the police station for questioning on suspicious activity. When the police searched his car, they made a shocking discovery.
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“As we grew closer to the isle, a sense of foreboding washed over me. Through my glass I could see the lighthouse flag wasn’t hoisted and the provision boxes were not out to be restocked. The keepers, who traditionally welcomed the arriving ships were nowhere to be seen. The captain sounded the ships whistle, but there was no response. Then he sent up a rocket, but no one showed.
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