Transcript
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Narrator (0:31)
This episode contains subject matter that may be disturbing to some listeners. Listener discretion is advised.
Angela (0:39)
I saw this shadow come up behind me and he grabbed me from behind and he put a knife pressing at my throat.
Pat (0:46)
Real people, the more I pulled, it felt like the tighter it was getting on me. The only way you're gonna get loose is to rip your hand off. And. And I go, I don't know if I can do that.
Narrator (0:56)
Who faced death?
Tricia (0:58)
He went from guilt I'm sorry look to I'm gonna kill you and live.
Angela (1:05)
To tell how what's gonna happen? Am I gonna be raped? Am I gonna be killed? Is this, is this it?
Narrator (1:13)
This is I survived. It's July 1996 in Chicago, Illinois. Angela had just finished high school and was preparing for College.
Angela (1:24)
I was 17 years old and I had just graduated from high school my senior year of high school. I was a homecoming queen. It was such a great life to feel like your whole world is in front of you. I was getting ready to go away to college in the fall and I was working at a shopping mall to pay for my upcoming college expenses. It was 6:30 on a Saturday evening and I had gotten off of work early to go to a graduation party. So I was leaving my job and I was walking across the parking lot and I love music. I was carrying a CD in my hand and I was singing out loud to myself and nobody was around until I stopped in my tracks and this fleeting chill ran up my spine and I turn around and there's a guy following me about 10ft behind this maybe 50 year old white man wearing a gray T shirt, green work pants, thick glasses, messed up hair. He definitely had that creepy vibe about him. All of my internal alarms were going off, but I actually just felt embarrassed that this person had heard me singing. And I could feel my cheeks turn bright red and I didn't think anything of it. I walked to my car, I put the key into the lock and then all of a sudden, I saw this shadow come up behind me, and he grabbed me from behind and he put a knife pressing at my throat. I thought that this was just a robbery at first, so I did glance around. My eyes were darting around the parking lot. Nobody was around, so there was no one to scream to. And with this knife at your throat, you just. You don't know what to do. Your whole body just freezes in fear. I offered him any money in my wallet. I said, take my wallet. Take whatever you want. And he said, it's not your money that I want. And that line made me realize that this was a very serious situation. He tried to force me into my car, but the council that separated the passenger and the driver's seat, he wasn't able to get me over the seat. So he said, this isn't going to work, he muttered. And so he grabbed me out of the car, still with the knife to my throat, and forced me into his car, which was parked just feet from my car, just a mere couple feet. And I just thought to myself, had he been watching me? Had he been stalking me because his car was parked so close to mine that this feeling of dread just kind of overcame me? In the car, he had grabbed both of my wrists and took them behind my back and used zip ties to restrain my arms behind my back. And then I saw him take these band aids and peel off the white strips and place it on my eyes, two of them, one horizontal and one vertically in the shape of a cross, and then put sunglasses on over my eyes to conceal the band aids. And he was so practiced. I knew that he had done this before. It was just so methodical and practiced that in my heart of hearts, I knew that this was not his first time doing this.
