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Buried Alive: 3 True Horror Stories That Will Keep You Awake · True Horror Stories

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  Speaker 1: This happened when I was thirteen years old. The Internet
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  Speaker 1: wasn't just a distraction, It was my world. School was
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  Speaker 1: a nightmare and home wasn't much better. But online I
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  Speaker 1: was someone, and that's where I met Christine. She said
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  Speaker 1: she was a fourteen year old, red haired girl, living
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  Speaker 1: the same life like every teenager. We chatted for months,
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  Speaker 1: then one night she asked to meet I didn't even
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  Speaker 1: think twice. That night, I slipped out into the cold,
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  Speaker 1: my breath clouding the air as I waited alone in
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  Speaker 1: the empty streets. Just when I was thinking Mom's gonna
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  Speaker 1: be so mad, I saw a car coming my way.
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  Speaker 1: Isn't Christine too young to drive? Damn, she must be
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  Speaker 1: a battie, I thought. But once the car pulled over
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  Speaker 1: near me, I saw a grown up man behind the
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  Speaker 1: stirring wheel. He had a smile on his face. He
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  Speaker 1: said Christine is his niece, and he came to take
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  Speaker 1: me to her. I was only thirteen. Of course, I
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  Speaker 1: didn't doubt his words, and I went with him. He
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  Speaker 1: took me to a house close by the woods. Where
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  Speaker 1: is Christine, I asked, Entering the silent house, Suddenly he
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  Speaker 1: gripped my arm and started dragging me downstairs.
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  Speaker 2: What's happening? What are you doing?
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  Speaker 1: I screamed. He didn't answer, and dragged me down the basement.
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  Speaker 1: The basement was like stepping into a nightmare. Chains hanging
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  Speaker 1: from the ceiling, the walls smeared with stains that looked
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  Speaker 1: like blood. He shoved me onto the floor, then locked
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  Speaker 1: a heavy chain around my ankle. Your mind now, he said,
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  Speaker 1: crouching in front of me, his grin stretched too wide,
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  Speaker 1: his teeth yellow and jagged.
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  Speaker 2: No running, no hiding, just us.
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  Speaker 1: The first night I sat trembling in the cold, damp basement.
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  Speaker 1: By that time I knew there was never a girl
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  Speaker 1: named Christine. This man had lied to me, and now
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  Speaker 1: I'm his prisoner. Next day I was made to sit
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  Speaker 1: on a chair facing a camera. The sixth Psycho held
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  Speaker 1: a knife to my throat and whispered, smile.
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  Speaker 2: They all want to see you smile. I didn't. He
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  Speaker 2: screamed in my ear.
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  Speaker 1: I said, smile. He pressed the blade to my lips.
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  Speaker 1: Blood dripped as it pierced my skin. Tears rolled down
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  Speaker 1: my eyes.
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  Speaker 2: I cried, Why are you doing this to me so
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  Speaker 2: you won't listen? Huh?
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  Speaker 1: He took out a duct tape and started taping my
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  Speaker 1: mouth and no shut. My chest tightened as I struggled
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  Speaker 1: to breathe.
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  Speaker 2: My heart raised. His panic set in. He lit a cigarette,
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  Speaker 2: the tip blowing as he leaned in close. Do you
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  Speaker 2: want to air?
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  Speaker 1: He asked, his tone light, almost playful, and behave. The
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  Speaker 1: cigarette came closer, the smoke stinging my eyes. Tears streamed
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  Speaker 1: down my face as he held the burning tip near
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  Speaker 1: my eyeball. My muffled sobbing echoed in the basement. He
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  Speaker 1: pressed it to my neck first, the pain searing, unbearable.
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  Speaker 1: My body trembled, but the chain held me in place.
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  Speaker 1: I just gave you a tattoo, he laughed in sick joy.
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  Speaker 1: When he finally ripped the tape off, I gasped for air,
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  Speaker 1: sobbing so hard I thought I'd choke, He smiled, patting
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  Speaker 1: my cheek like I was a child.
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  Speaker 2: Good girl, you're learning.
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  Speaker 1: The second day, he tied my hands behind my back,
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  Speaker 1: forcing me to kneel in front of the camera. Stay still,
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  Speaker 1: he whispered. He then took out a scissor and chopped
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  Speaker 1: some of my hair. Stop squirming, he barked, grabbing my
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  Speaker 1: shoulder and forcing me still.
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  Speaker 2: You ruin my masterpiece.
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  Speaker 1: I bit down on my lips so hard it bled,
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  Speaker 1: trying not to scream. When he finished, he stepped back,
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  Speaker 1: admiring his work. A beautiful he said, angling the case
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  Speaker 1: to show every inch of what he'd done.
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  Speaker 2: They're gonna love this.
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  Speaker 1: The fact that this man is not only torturing me
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  Speaker 1: but also filming this, and there are people who'll enjoy
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  Speaker 1: watching a thirteen year old in such a condition made
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  Speaker 1: me realize what a sick world we live in. After
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  Speaker 1: finishing recording me like that, he picked up a chainsaw
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  Speaker 1: from the floor. It's time to take this to the
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  Speaker 1: next level, he said, turning it on. I tried to
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  Speaker 1: crawl away, but the chain yanked me back. He grabbed
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  Speaker 1: my leg, pinning me in place, the chainsaw hovering inches.
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  Speaker 2: From my skin.
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  Speaker 1: You won't mind using a crush, right, he smiled, ear
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  Speaker 1: to ear, holding the chainsaw up. I thrashed, screaming, begging,
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  Speaker 1: but he just leaned closer, the blade inching toward my thigh.
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  Speaker 1: The metal teeth grazed my skin and I thought this
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  Speaker 1: is it. I Am going to die. Then the door
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  Speaker 1: burst open, shouts flashlights. The roar of the chainsaw cut
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  Speaker 1: off as men in uniforms stormed the room. He didn't fight,
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  Speaker 1: He just stood there smiling as they cuffed him. I
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  Speaker 1: don't remember much after that. The chains were gone and
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  Speaker 1: someone carried me into the light. But part of me
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  Speaker 1: is still in that basement. Even now. When I close
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  Speaker 1: my eyes, I hear the hum of the chainsaw, I
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  Speaker 1: feel the blade on my skin, and I wonder how
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  Speaker 1: close I came to never leaving. On New Year's Day
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  Speaker 1: two thousand and two, thirteen year old Alisha Kozakevich got
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  Speaker 1: kidnapped by thirty eight year old computer programmer Scott Tyree,
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  Speaker 1: who befriended her pretending to be a fourteen year old
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  Speaker 1: girl online. Over the course of four days, Alicia was
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  Speaker 1: held captive, shackled, abused, and tortured in Tyree's basement dungeon.
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  Speaker 1: Tyree filmed the abuse and also broadcasted it on the
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  Speaker 1: dark web. A viewer in Florida recognized Alicia from news
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  Speaker 1: stories and a missing person's flyer. He contacted the FBI
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  Speaker 1: anonymously and via a payphone because he feared being charged
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  Speaker 1: as an accessory to the crime. Tracking Tyree's IP address,
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  Speaker 1: the FBI arrested him on January fourth, two thousand and two.
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  Speaker 1: In September two thousand and three, Tyree was sentenced to
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  Speaker 1: nineteen years and seven months in federal prison. I'm twenty
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  Speaker 1: seven years old, a mother to a beautiful little boy,
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  Speaker 1: and I work hard to give.
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  Speaker 2: Him a better life. I lived with my.
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  Speaker 1: Fiance Marsine, in West Yorkshire, England. Things weren't perfect between us,
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  Speaker 1: far from it. Marsne had a temper, quick to anger
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  Speaker 1: over the smallest things. His harsh words and cruel remarks
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  Speaker 1: cut deep, but I stayed for the sake of our child.
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  Speaker 2: I thought things could get better.
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  Speaker 1: One Thursday, I was doing household chores take a leave
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  Speaker 1: from work. Marcine was usually quiet, sitting in the living
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  Speaker 1: room barely looking at me. Later in that evening, he
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  Speaker 1: told me his friend Patrick was coming for dinner. Patrick
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  Speaker 1: was always unsettling to me, with a sneering demeanor that
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  Speaker 1: mirrored the actor from shining, but I didn't say anything
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  Speaker 1: to avoid another fight. Around nine, three of us sat
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  Speaker 1: down to eat. Marsne and Patrick shared some private jokes,
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  Speaker 1: laughing loudly while I ate in silence. Attention in the
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  Speaker 1: room felt suffocating, but I stayed calm, thinking about my
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  Speaker 1: son and how this was just another moment to endure.
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  Speaker 1: I excused myself after dinner to clear the dishes, hoping
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  Speaker 1: to find some quiet. Then as I turned to leave
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  Speaker 1: the room, I felt a sharp, cold pressure.
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  Speaker 2: Against the back of my neck.
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  Speaker 1: Before I could react, an electric jolt surged through my body.
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  Speaker 1: My knees buckled, the world spun, and everything went black.
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  Speaker 1: Sound of digging and dirt hitting a hard surface woke
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  Speaker 1: me up. Opening my eyes, all I could see was
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  Speaker 1: pitch black darkness. My wrists were bound tightly in front
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  Speaker 1: of me with tape, and my legs felt like they
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  Speaker 1: were pinned together. I tried to move, but the confined
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  Speaker 1: space pressed back against me. Panics started to set in
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  Speaker 1: as I realized I was inside something, something small and tight,
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  Speaker 1: maybe a box.
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  Speaker 2: I screamed for help, my voice trembling with fear. Martin Marson,
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  Speaker 2: what's going on?
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  Speaker 1: Muffled voices answered their tones chillingly casual. She's awake, Patrick said,
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  Speaker 1: his voice almost amused.
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  Speaker 2: Good.
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  Speaker 1: Marcne replied, let her scream, it doesn't matter now.
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  Speaker 2: My heart raced. What did he mean?
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  Speaker 1: I screamed to hear more, but the sound of dirt
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  Speaker 1: hitting the box drowned out their words.
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  Speaker 2: My breath hitched as the reality hit me. They were
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  Speaker 2: burying me alive. Please, please, don't do this.
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  Speaker 1: I screamed, kicking and thrashing against the walls of the box.
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  Speaker 1: My pleas grew more desperate as the dirt piled on,
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  Speaker 1: muffling the sounds of the outside world. And then a
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  Speaker 1: few minutes later I heard a Marsiene's car drive away.
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  Speaker 1: Oh God, they left me to die inside the box.
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  Speaker 1: The air grew hotter and thinner. The darkness pressed in
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  Speaker 1: on me, choking me with fear. My mind raced, trying
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  Speaker 1: to understand how the man I once loved could do this.
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  Speaker 1: Why the dirt continued to fall, sealing me away from
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  Speaker 1: the world. My body shook with sobs as I clawed
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  Speaker 1: at the tape binding my wrists. Then I felt it,
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  Speaker 1: the sharp edge of my engagement ring.
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  Speaker 2: My breath caught in my throat. Could I use it? It
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  Speaker 2: was small, but it was something.
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  Speaker 1: I twisted the ring against the tape, grinding it back
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  Speaker 1: and forth until my fingers throbbed with pain. Time seemed
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  Speaker 1: to stretch endlessly, the weight of the earth above pressing
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  Speaker 1: down on the box and on me. Finally, the tape snapped.
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  Speaker 1: My hands were free, but the battle was far from over.
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  Speaker 1: Using my hands, I pushed at the cardboard walls. It
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  Speaker 1: was weak, but reinforced by the weight of the dirt.
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  Speaker 1: I clawed at it with everything I had, tearing through
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  Speaker 1: it piece by piece. My nails broke and my fingers bled,
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  Speaker 1: but I didn't stop. Finally, the box gave way and
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  Speaker 1: dirt cascaded around me. I pushed through, inch by agonizing
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  Speaker 1: inch until my hand broke the surface. I gasped for
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  Speaker 1: air as I dragged myself out of the shallow grave.
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  Speaker 1: The cold night air hit my skin, sharp and stinging,
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  Speaker 1: but it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever felt.
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  Speaker 1: I stumbled toward the road, my legs trembling with exhaustion.
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  Speaker 1: My clothes were tattered, my hair matted with dirt, and
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  Speaker 1: every part of me ached. When I saw the faint
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  Speaker 1: glow of headlights in the distance, I screamed for help,
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  Speaker 1: waving my arms frantically. The car slowed, its driver staring
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  Speaker 1: at me with wide, terrified eyes. At first they hesitated,
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  Speaker 1: but when I collapsed onto the ground, they rushed to help.
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  Speaker 1: My voice was hoarse, barely a whisper as I told
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  Speaker 1: them what happened.
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  Speaker 2: Please help me. They tried to kill me.
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  Speaker 1: The cops eventually arrested my crazy ex and his friend
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  Speaker 1: for attempted murder. I fought my way out of the grave,
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  Speaker 1: and I will keep fighting for my son, for myself,
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  Speaker 1: for the life they tried to take from me. In
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  Speaker 1: two thy eleven, Michelina Lewandowska, a young Polish woman, survived
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  Speaker 1: a horrifying ordeal when her fiance, Marcine Casprac and his
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  Speaker 1: friend Patrick Bloris attacked her with a stun gun. They
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  Speaker 1: bound her and buried her alive in a cardboard box
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  Speaker 1: at the local cemetery. Motivated by a desire to end
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  Speaker 1: their relationship and gain custody of their child, Casprac buried
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  Speaker 1: her in a shallow grave, covering it with soil and
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  Speaker 1: a heavy tree branch. Using her engagement ring to cut
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  Speaker 1: through the box, Michelina clawed her way to freedom. She
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  Speaker 1: alerted authorities, and Casprac and Boris was arrested and later
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  Speaker 1: sentenced to twenty years in prison for attempted murder. No
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  Speaker 1: one saw it coming, neither did I. But one thing
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  Speaker 1: led to another, and here I am remembering every detail
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  Speaker 1: of that night at Buffalo wild wings. It was just
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  Speaker 1: another Saturday, and my plans were simple, a few drinks,
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  Speaker 1: a little distraction. That things rarely go according to plan
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  Speaker 1: when emotions are simmering just below the surface. I arrived
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  Speaker 1: around ten pm. The night was in full swing. The
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  Speaker 1: constant murmur of conversation mixed with laughter, the sound of
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  Speaker 1: clinking glasses, the smell of hot sauce in the air.
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  Speaker 1: At first, everything seemed fine. I just wanted to get
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  Speaker 1: lost in the crowd. One more face in Columbia, a
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  Speaker 1: shadow that would disappear unnoticed. But then he should, a
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  Speaker 1: guy I knew from before, someone I didn't exactly get
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  Speaker 1: along with. Seeing him there, laughing care free, I felt
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  Speaker 1: the cold metal in my pocket, its weight giving me
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  Speaker 1: a false sense of control. I took a few steps determined.
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  Speaker 1: When a waiter walked in front of me. He looked
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  Speaker 1: at me with curiosity and a hint of annoyance. Can
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  Speaker 1: I help you with something, buddy, he asked, noticing that
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  Speaker 1: I wasn't about to sit down. I shook my head,
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  Speaker 1: trying to remain calm. No thanks, I replied, as if
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  Speaker 1: everything was normal. My eyes returned to the guy in
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  Speaker 1: the corner, and her eyes met triggering a series of
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  Speaker 1: cold remarks that were hurled like darts. The tension between
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  Speaker 1: us was palpable, and before I knew it, my hand
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  Speaker 1: moved on its own and reached for the gun in
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  Speaker 1: my pocket. I aimed, and with a single shot, the
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  Speaker 1: night shattered into a thousand pieces.
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  Speaker 2: Run run, I.
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  Speaker 1: Heard someone yell as panics spread like wildfire. People stumbled
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  Speaker 1: over chairs, some threw themselves to the ground, and the
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  Speaker 1: waiter from earlier looked at me pale. One of the
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  Speaker 1: wounded man's friends yelled at me from across the restaurant.
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  Speaker 2: You crazy bastard, What the hell is wrong with you?
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  Speaker 2: I didn't answer.
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  Speaker 1: I knew that nothing I could say would explain the inexplicable.
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  Speaker 1: I slipped through the crowd and managed to get out
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  Speaker 1: before the officers arrived, but I wasn't fast enough. The
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  Speaker 1: sirens were already wailing in the distance, and red and
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  Speaker 1: blue lights were flashing down the street. I stopped on
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  Speaker 1: the sidewalk, breathing heavily, and within minutes the officers surrounded me.
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  Speaker 2: One of them stepped out, gun drawn and yelled, heads up,
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  Speaker 2: don't move. I put my hands up and looked him
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  Speaker 2: straight in the eye. Officer. Calm down, I'm not gonna resist.
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  Speaker 1: As they cuffed me, the officer murmured, still incredulous.
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  Speaker 2: Why why ruin your life like this?
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  Speaker 1: I sighed, knowing no one would understand because they only,
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  Speaker 1: for a moment, everyone knew I existed.
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  Speaker 2: I replied quietly.
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  Speaker 1: Later in the cell, I heard the murmurs of officers
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  Speaker 1: talking about how Buffalo Wild Wings closed the next day
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  Speaker 1: and how the employees were too afraid to return to work.
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  Speaker 1: I realized how that moment of chaos had shattered the
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  Speaker 1: normalcy of so many lives, and the weight of my
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  Speaker 1: actions hit me hard. I thought about how Columbia was
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  Speaker 1: caught in a cycle of violence. The news said that
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  Speaker 1: the crime rate had dropped sixteen point eight percent in
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  Speaker 1: the last year, which made me laugh. Ironically, a number
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  Speaker 1: on a piece of paper doesn't capture the pain behind
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  Speaker 1: every story, like the guy who died at Walmart in
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  Speaker 1: March or the shooting in May. Maybe the city'll move on,
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  Speaker 1: hoping for change, but I know I can never escape
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  Speaker 1: who I've become, the guy who fired a shop in
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  Speaker 1: a Buffalo Wild Wings on an ordinary Saturday night. This
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  Speaker 1: incident occurred on the night of Saturday August seventh, twenty
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  Speaker 1: twenty four, when a man was taken to the hospital
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  Speaker 1: following a shooting in South Columbia. Columbia Police Department officers
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  Speaker 1: found an adult male with a gunshot wound at the
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  Speaker 1: Buffalo Wild Wings restaurant on East Nifong just before midnight.
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  Speaker 1: A police spokesman confirmed the suspect, Alexis Gonzalez, was arrested
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  Speaker 1: on charges of first degree assault, armed criminal action, and
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  Speaker 1: unlawful use of a weapon. Police say there was no
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  Speaker 1: further threat to the community.