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[music playing]

NARRATOR: Tonight on "Unsolved Mysteries."

NARRATOR: Karen Walters is quiet and reserved, dedicated

to working with disabled children.

Then, she fell in love with and married

Richard Cepulonis, a convicted bank robber

serving a 50 year sentence.

Today, Karen is a wanted fugitive, accused of helping

her husband escape from prison.

Gettysburg, Pennsylvania is peaceful now,

but in 1863, these rolling fields

saw some of the fiercest fighting of the Civil War.

Many believe the spirits of those who died here still

haunt the battlefield.

Journey into history on a spine tingling search for the ghosts

of Gettysburg.

Was it harmless recreation or a window

into a dark forbidding world?

In 1934, a quiet evening of fantasy game

ended in a horrible death for two young lovers.

Some say the killer was motivated

by the ritualistic forces of black magic and the occult.

It was an unforgettable sight, a fully loaded

18 wheeler terrorizing campers and picnickers

in a remote forest.

By the time police arrived, the rampage was over

and the truck's driver had vanished into thin air.

Join me.

Perhaps tonight your call will make a difference.

Perhaps you can help solve a mystery.

[music playing]

I Karen, take Richard to be my husband.

I Karen take Richard to be my husband.

For better or worse--

NARRATOR: On January 13, 1985, after an intense eight year

courtship, Karen Walters and Richard Cepulonis

became husband and wife.

Karen was a dedicated special education teacher.

Shy and unassuming, she still lived at home

with her mother and sister.

It was the happiest day of Karen's young life.

For Richard, it may have been something different.

Perhaps, nothing more than a means to an end.

Richard Cepulonis was a career criminal,

serving time for bank robbery and armed assault

with the intent to murder.

His sentence was 58 to 82 years, a long time

to think about the crime that had put him behind bars.

[robbery sounds]

August 9, 1973, Cepulonis and two accomplices

struck in Woburn, Massachusetts.

[robbery sounds]

One robber jumped over the counter.

Two others had their automatic weapons on me,

one in front of me, one behind me.

[robbery sounds]

The man in front of me put the weapon under my chin and waited

what seemed like a long time, but was probably just

a second or so and said come on, let's get

out of here [inaudible].

If we see a cop outside, I'm going to kill the cop

and I'm going to come back in and kill you.

[music playing]

NARRATOR: The bandits made off with more than $17,000 in cash.

[music playing]

A silent alarm brought an unmarked police unit

within seconds.

[police chase]

The bank manager pointed the direction

in which the getaway car had left the bank.

I followed behind the car.

When I was probably three--

three to four [inaudible] behind him going down the street.

[police chase]

And that's when they started to fire their machine guns.

I put my gun out the window and fired

two warning shots in the air.

At that point, the person that was hanging out

the window shooting out the passenger side

went back into the car and they pulled in front of a car that

was going in the same direction and opened

fire on the driver of the car.

NARRATOR: To create a diversion, the robbers

had shot and wounded a 60-year-old woman.

It gave them just enough time to escape.

Two months later, Richard Cepulonis was

tracked down in New York City.

He was convicted by a court in Massachusetts

and remanded to Walpole State Prison,

a maximum security facility.

Despite his penchant for violence on the outside,

Cepulonis became a model citizen on the inside.

Over the next five years, he was good as gold, a perfect inmate.

Then he met Karen Walters.

At the time, Karen was attending William

Patterson College in her home state of New Jersey.

TOM CASSANO: Walters was doing a project

on why she was attending college and this project involved

writing to a prisoner in Massachusetts--

or in a correctional system and by chance,

she selected Cepulonis.

This campaign, this letter writing campaign, grew and grew

and shortly after that, she began visiting.

You are much prettier than your picture.

How was the drive?

Oh, it was fine.

Thank you.

You've never been in a prison before.

No, I haven't.

I'm sorry, excuse me.

Don't worry about it.

I just want you to be comfortable.

It means a lot to me.

I liked your letters.

I liked yours too.

Your typical inmate in prison, I find,

takes advantage of people in the community.

Often times, they'll latch on to women who are lonely,

want some attention, and they take advantage of them.

I think the women are beguiled by all that attention.

I can only assume that his relationship with Miss Walters

was being conducted in that same vein.

Karen, why don't you ever ask me about the shooting?

You know why I'm here.

I just thought you didn't want to talk about it.

I got nothing to hide.

Karen, I did not shoot that innocent woman.

I know you didn't.

A man on the outside has a job to go to, he's got friends,

he's got other commitments, but a man

on the inside, a man who's either a murderer

or a felon serving a long--

an inmate serving a long sentence,

he is so focused on that woman.

She feels so special and so desired and so wanted.

It elevates the whole romance to a very high level.

NARRATOR: By 1980, Karen Walters was in effect

leading a double life.

She was teaching learning disabled children

and was highly regarded by her fellow faculty members.

None of them knew she was in love with a convict.

Listen, would you mind if we got this shot of you

up against the bars?

Let's do one of the dean handing me the diploma.

NARRATOR: Meanwhile, Richard Cepulonis

continued his winning ways.

He excelled academically and became

the first inmate at [inaudible] state prison

to earn a college degree.

Dearly beloved, we have come together in the presence of God

to witness--

NARRATOR: In 1985, Karen married Cepulonis,

even though he had served less than a third of his sentence.

Two years later, his model behavior

would pay off in a big way.

Cepulonis was transferred to a minimum security facility.

He was very bright and very personable,

so I think once staff find that in and intimate,

I think it's easy for staff to let their guard down.

I think you always have to be careful with an individual

like that.

I dreamt about you last night.

Yeah, what did I do?

You didn't do anything and that's just it.

It was--

NARRATOR: Cepulonis' new home was literally a prison

without bars.

Karen could now visit unsupervised almost whenever

she wanted, but with this new freedom

came the ultimate temptation.

I want that dream.

Well, be patient and it'll happen

Not unless we make it happen.

I don't know if you're ready for that.

What do you mean?

NARRATOR: It will be 10 months before Karen was ready.

The trigger was an incident where

she and Cepulonis were caught allegedly having

sex on the prison grounds.

As a result, Karen was indefinitely barred

from visiting her husband.

Three weeks later, on a chilly September morning,

Karen apparently drove to an isolated spot about a mile

from the prison.

In her pocket, $20,000 in cash, her entire life savings.

At around noon, Richard Cepulonis appeared.

He had simply walked away from the prison grounds.

I was so worried.

I didn't know what had happened.

OK, come on.

NARRATOR: Karen Walters had made her choice.

She left behind her career and her family

for the life of a fugitive on the run with Richard Cepulonis.

11 years would pass before anyone

knew where Richard Cepulonis and Karen Walters were hiding.

Let's go to Keely Shaye Smith to find out what happened.

After a recent broadcast, a viewer

in Minneapolis who had done business with the couple

recognized Karen's photograph.

A task force, which included the local police and FBI

was mobilized and the house was staked out.

On October 1, 1996, officers observed

Richard Cepulonis leave his residence and drive

to a nearby convenience store.

As soon as he pulled into the parking lot

and got out of the vehicle, one of the task force members

was right there with him, so he jumped out,

drew his weapon, ordered Cepulonis not to move,

and at that point, other task force

members got there, jumped out, and assisted in the arrest.

KEELY SMITH: Karen Walters was picked up 20 minutes later.

For eight years, she and Cepulonis had completely

fooled their neighbors.

When I found out that they were who they were,

I was shocked.

I couldn't believe it.

My mouth fell to the floor.

I never would imagine in a million years

that these two people would do anything wrong.

KEELY SMITH: A bag of robbery paraphernalia found

inside the hideout gave authorities

a much different impression.

The discovery of the bag with the face mask,

the gun, the rubber gloves, the large amount

of cash in small bills, we think that, perhaps,

he's been back in the bank robbery or robbery business

again.

[music playing]

NARRATOR: Coming up, two young lovers

fall victim to a vicious killer and their involvement

with a role playing fantasy game lead to their deaths,

but first, around the Civil War battlefield in Gettysburg,

Pennsylvania, they say, history comes alive in a most

unnerving fashion.

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The obvious scars have healed, but 132

years ago at the height of the Civil War,

this was hell on earth.

Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, the Confederate and Union Armies

170,000 strong, converged on the small town of 2,400,

both sides dead set and determined

not to yield an inch.

Three days of ferocious combat left some 50,000 casualties.

The creeks literally ran red with blood.

Some say Gettysburg is still haunted by the ghosts of those

cut down before their time.

At Gettysburg, there was so much emotional energy expended

in such a short period of time, from the 15-year-old kid who

was scared to death that he'd never make it home

or the 40-year-old man who'd just been shot through

the lungs and was dying and thinking about his family,

so much emotional energy was expended at Gettysburg.

You have to think that some of it must remain.

NARRATOR: Many of the ghosts have been reported by Civil

War buffs known as re-enactors.

Dressed in period costumes, they restage the epic battle

of Gettysburg blow by blow.

Ray Hock says he and a friend were taking a break

from one of these mock skirmishes, when they were

approached by a haggard figure too realistic

to be just another re-enactor.

I think I seen a ghost.

I think this guy had original equipment on, original coat.

Everything, to me, points out that it

was original, real mccoy.

He's smelly.

He smelled extremely bad of sulfur

and he really looked tired and hollow look

in the face and stuff.

Hard day, huh boys?

Yeah it was.

NARRATOR: Ray says the soldier handed them each two

authentic looking cartridges.

When they looked up, the mysterious visitor

had vanished.

Where'd he go?

I simply don't know where he got to.

I have no clue.

This is one of the four rounds that he

gave myself and my friend.

NARRATOR: Live ammunition hasn't been allowed at Gettysburg

for 100 years, but according to Ray Hock,

a university expert determined that the cartridges,

powder an all, were genuine civil war issue, vintage 1863.

[music playing]

The Battle of Gettysburg raged for three long days.

Each evening darkness brought a lull in the fighting.

The morning of the wounded and dying filled the hot humid air.

Soldiers who had survived picked their way

through the battlefields, searching

for missing comrades, a search that some

believe continues to this day.

[nature sounds]

NARRATOR: In the summer of 1993, the 130th anniversary

of the battle, a group of friends

were at Gettysburg for a weekend of reenactments.

One evening, they hiked along a creek called Bloody Run.

Just keep your hand in mind, don't let go, and you'll be OK.

I was walking along with my wife

and she had stopped me about halfway up the trail.

He appeared to be a man laying there,

but he wasn't solid like you and I are.

I mean, he was more of a hazy mist.

He was shivering, bec-- it looked

like he was in a lot of pain.

I couldn't go no further.

Emotionally, I broke down and cried.

I was shaken.

I had to actually have somebody come back

and lead me out of the trail.

NARRATOR: Richard and his wife were the only ones

who had seen the apparition.

Soon after, Richard's brother David

and a few others headed out towards an area

called the Slaughter Pen.

They didn't get far.

[scream]

Did you see that?

No, no, see what?

Over there.

NARRATOR: The phantom was gone, but the sounds of the night

suggested they were still not alone.

I was hearing canon shots and drum rolls

and men march on the road.

We've got to go.

Come on, come one--

It sounded like it was getting closer,

so and I said to everybody, OK, lets go.

It's time to go.

We had a thing in Vietnam called

the 1,000 yard stare and that's when a soldier saw too much,

too often.

NARRATOR: Ron Waddell talked to a member of the group

the following day.

And one of the young men definitely

had that the next morning when I saw him.

He had experienced something, which went beyond the normal.

The patterns that emerge tell me

that something's going on out there other

than just individual sightings.

When two or three or four different people

at different times describe seeing the same thing,

then you know that something else was going on out there,

something unexplainable.

[music playing]

NARRATOR: The terror of Gettysburg

was not limited to the battlefield.

Army surgeons deluged with the wounded, lacking medicine

and proper instruments, handled most injuries with one

quick treatment, amputation.

Many of the men underwent amputations of limbs

without any aesthetic whatsoever,

except perhaps, a shot of good old fashioned army whiskey.

So the Civil War hospital then was probably

as close to a descent into hell on earth

as these Civil War soldiers would have ever gotten to.

NARRATOR: This building, Pennsylvania Hall,

served as a field hospital during the battle.

Today, it houses the officers of Gettysburg College, a four year

liberal arts school, but the cries of the wounded

still echo here.

At least, that's what two school administrators

reported several years ago.

It was late, close to midnight.

The two women were alone in the building, or so they thought.

Did you press one?

Uh, yeah.

Well, maybe somebody's in the basement.

Oh my God.

What is this?

What's going on here?

The stench of a hospital was all around

and as they peered out of this, of course,

they just began to panic.

There was no place to go.

Suddenly, one of the orderlies turned to them

and looked at them beseechingly, as if he needed

help with this horrible task that he was doing

or, perhaps, help to get out of this forced incarceration

he'd been in for the last 13 decades.

NARRATOR: The two officials were so shaken by their experience

that they have never granted a formal interview.

That night, however, they told the whole story

to a campus security officer.

I would have to say that something frightened them.

I can't explain it.

Although I don't believe in ghosts,

I guess, to a certain extent, I believe that they saw, maybe,

what they said they saw, only because I

know them as credible people.

NARRATOR: Are such ghostly sightings products

of overheated imagination, shadows transformed

into apparitions, fireflies seen as lantern lights,

or is it possible that the spirits of soldiers who

breathed their last at Gettysburg remain here,

eternally in search of peace?

In a moment, long distance trucker Devon Williams

was known as a dependable family man.

Then he took a wild detour off the highway

and mysteriously disappeared.

And later, a secluded lover's lane, an unknown intruder,

a brutal double murder, and a possible link to the occult.

[music playing]

Many of the mysteries we profiled

are just one tantalizing clue from solution,

a key eyewitness, the missing telephone number,

a clear fingerprint, but in the bizarre case

of a missing truck driver, absolutely nothing adds up.

Clues never yield answers.

They only raise more and more questions.

NARRATOR: Memorial Day weekend 1985, Arizona's Tonto National

Forest, the last thing any of the campers

expected to see crashing through the woods

was a 10 ton semi truck.

Linda, look at this.

Kind of astonished to see a large truck like that

on those roads, because the roads are not that passable

by that large of a vehicle.

Usually most of the vehicles we have up there

are four wheel drive.

NARRATOR: The 18 wheeler thundered back and forth

several times that morning.

Two other campers had a frighteningly close encounter.

What is he trying to do, kill us or something?

They said he never looked at them as if he recognized

there was someone there.

There was no expression on his face at all.

God, this guy's going like a madman.

LYNN YARRINGTON: He didn't attempt

to slow down or look over to see if they

needed help or anything.

He just kept on going.

NARRATOR: Later that day, a carload of picnickers

came upon the truck, now mired in a field.

They spoke with a man they believed to be the driver.

Hey, how did you get in here?

They made me do it.

What?

No, you can--

you can't help me out.

I'm st-- I'll never get it out of here.

I'm going to jail.

When he said whatever it was with jail as his last word,

I envisioned a hostage situation, a hijacking,

kidnapping, whatever, a jailbreak, maybe, and someone

had a gun on someone in the cab.

He made no effort to keep us there,

no effort to ask for help, do anything for him.

NARRATOR: Late Sunday afternoon, Deputy Dean Wells followed up

a bizarre report that the forty eight foot semi was marooned

in the heart of the forest.

When I initially got the call, it

really surprised me that an 18 wheeler

would go down that road.

When I actually came onto the 18 wheeler,

there was kind of a matter of awe.

It was extremely strange to me.

NARRATOR: The cargo, some 1,200 boxes

of lettuce and strawberries, appeared

intact and undisturbed.

The refrigeration unit was running.

The cab was locked.

The man Charles [inaudible] had spoken with earlier

had vanished.

When deputy Wells checked the National Crime Computer,

he found no reports of either a missing truck or driver.

I did not find any indication of foul play

there at the scene.

The inside of the cab appeared to be very clean.

I could not answer at all why of the 18 wheeler

was back in there.

NARRATOR: The following afternoon, another sighting.

The gentleman is-- his mouth is moving.

We can hear sounds, but like a mumble.

There is nothing coherent that we

can make out that he's saying.

He's looking at a tree.

He doesn't turn to look at us when Jack

is asking him the questions.

Hey mister, can we help you?

Do you have a campground close by?

I got to light the grill.

He has a $20 bill in his hand and in front of him

is a flat rock.

We look around, we don't see anything

else around that he would be grilling

and there was nothing else there.

[inaudible] He just threw something at us.

Let's just go.

I think we should leave.

Let's go

NARRATOR: Linda Yarrington and her husband

were the last ones to see the confused young man.

That same day, a long distance trucker named Devin

Williams turned up missing.

Devin Williams was 29 years old, a husband and father of three.

By all accounts, he was not the type

to dump a fully loaded rig in the middle of a forest,

but the eyewitnesses were positive.

The young man matched photographs of Devin Williams.

Finally, the mystery had a starting point.

On May 23, 1995, Devin Williams had left his home in Kansas

and headed west.

It was a route he had taken many times.

Williams delivered his load in California on schedule.

He picked up new loads for the return trip

and checked in as planned with his boss Tom Wilson.

Looking back, I can't see anything out

of the ordinary to make me suspect anything.

Everything indicated it was just a very normal

trip in the time frame and that everything was going real good.

NARRATOR: Saturday evening May 27,

Williams rolled into Kingman, Arizona.

From there, he phoned headquarters for the last time.

By Sunday morning, Devin Williams was off the map,

barreling through the woods miles from any highway.

To this day, no one knows why.

None of the theories make sense.

Something happened.

It was not like him to even go off the route,

let alone to be that irrational.

NARRATOR: Reports that Williams was disoriented and incoherent

prompted suspicions that he was on drugs,

but that didn't fit Devin Williams.

We'd had no drug problem with him.

He had passed his drug tests and everything all

along and with no problem and--

When you're dealing with people who are missing,

you can point to something, you can say,

they have a long criminal history, they--

they've had severe drug problems, they've had

some mental illness.

None of those things fit.

He didn't appear to be mentally ill and nobody that I

talked to said that he--

that he ever had any drug problem,

so I simply don't know what was wrong with him.

Certainly we-- a lot of times we have people

that want to run away from their responsibilities,

they having a problem with their wife,

with their kids, whatever they simply want to run away.

NARRATOR: Had Devin Williams left job

and family to start a new life?

Was it significant that Devin's briefcase was in the truck,

but his duffel bag and favorite audiotapes were gone?

If Williams had run away, he certainly

concocted an elaborate cover.

His erratic behavior would have to have

been an act, performed for a succession

of unsuspecting witnesses.

Devin's wife doesn't buy it.

We were at the happiest point I think

we had been on our marriage.

We had just bought a house, we had some plans

and we'd been arguing whether to put linoleum

or carpet in the dining room.

I talked to a lady who helped him quite a bit in California

when he pickup loads and she told me that the only time

Devin ever seemed irritated is when he had to wait

for his load, because he was eager to get back home and get

back to his family.

NARRATOR: If Devin Williams didn't run off, where was he?

Foot patrols, canine search and rescue teams, and off road

vehicles returned empty handed.

Hunters and hikers in the area never

reported finding so much as a bone fragment

or a scrap of clothing.

Some began to suggest, only half jokingly,

that it seemed as though Devin Williams

had been abducted by a UFO.

Local authorities remain totally baffled.

I've conducted many searches and I have not

had any instances where I've conducted a search and not

been able to find the person I'm looking for,

either dead or alive.

NARRATOR: Nearly a year has passed since Devon Williams

detour to an unknown fate.

Back home in Kansas, Devin's wife still clings to the hope

that her husband will be found, a hope that dimes

a bit with each passing day.

[music playing]

I've got kids that look me and they'll be doing fine,

and then one day, they'll, when's he coming back?

Is he coming back?

[music playing]

So I just tell them I don't know

and that if he ain't coming home,

he's probably up with God.

[music playing]

NARRATOR: Next, a private detective

and a respected psychic join forces

with the police to investigate a brutal double murder.

[music playing]

And I believe that takes that.

NARRATOR: To play, you need nothing

more than a set of special cards and a vivid imagination.

The game involves mystical creatures, magic, and fantasy,

elements that some say push participants

dangerously close to ritual violence and the occult.

You know, I'm getting kind of tired.

I think we should call it a night.

- You got to go? - Oh, yeah.

What time is it?

What do you got?

It's like 11 isn't it?

NARRATOR: But Michael Johnston and Rochelle Robinson

showed no such concerns as they left just such a game

one night in June of 1994.

Perhaps they should have.

The next day, both Michael and Rochelle

were found dead, victims of a hideous double murder.

25-year-old Michael Johnston was married, the father of two.

Rochelle Robinson who was 19, studying to be a teacher.

Detectives soon discovered that Michael

and Rochelle had been lovers.

[music playing]

In light of the secret romance,

authorities described the savage murders to an explosion

of jealous rage.

However, a private investigator and a respected psychic

disagree.

They see the homicides as a work of a charismatic killer

and tangled in the shadowy world of the occult.

[music playing]

NARRATOR: A woman discovered Michael

Johnston's body less than six hours

after he left the card game.

His throat had been cut and he was shot once in the head

at point blank range.

He was sprawled next to Rochelle's car,

near a popular shooting range called

the Tacoma Sportsman's Club.

Rochelle's body was found later that day on a remote road, some

five miles from where Michael had been killed.

She had been stabbed repeatedly and her throat

was slashed to the bone.

Rochelle's body was left partially covered

by a large cardboard box.

Eyewitness accounts and crime scene evidence

enabled authorities to piece together a possible scenario

for that fatal evening.

Police believe that sometime after 1:00 a.m.,

Michael and Rochelle parked her car on the quiet road

near the sportsman's club.

They were alone, for a while.

[music playing]

They were forced to dress hastily.

Rochelle Robinson had Michael Johnston's t-shirt on inside

out when her body was found and they

were removed from her vehicle, probably at gunpoint.

NARRATOR: Forensic evidence suggests that Michael was

handcuffed, then forced to kneel near the front

of Rochelle's car.

Law enforcement believes that Michael Johnson

was a passive victim to the real target,

that was Rochelle Robinson.

There were several straight end type knife pricks,

I would call, and maybe a quarter of an inch deep

and a quarter inch wide in her neck, which would indicate

to me that somebody held a knife to her throat

to force her to accompany him.

NARRATOR: Detective [inaudible] concluded

that the killer drove Rochelle to the isolated road

some five miles away.

We believe this was a crime of passion,

because of the brutal way in which Rochelle was murdered.

--see that.

You just killed Michael.

What did I just do for you?

You just killed Michael.

I did it for you.

I did it for you.

Investigators believe that the perpetrator of this crime is

a person that knew Rochelle well and probably wanted to have

a boyfriend, girlfriend relationship with her

or was an ex-boyfriend of hers.

Rachelle felt that she was being stalked by a guy that

came into her work approximately three or four

months before they found her.

She felt that he had followed her home several times,

that he'd come to work and just stared at her

until she left work.

NARRATOR: This sketch of the stalker

is based on eyewitness descriptions.

However, his identity and any connection he may have

to the case remain unknown.

After a year, the official investigation

began to wind down.

To keep the inquiry alive, Michael Johnson's wife Janet

hired a private investigator, Jim Wright.

Now, Janet, as part of this investigation,

I'm going to have to ask you some uncomfortable questions.

NARRATOR: Jim Wright played it by the book.

First, he had to clear the victim's family members,

starting with Janet Johnston.

What type of an insurance policy

did you have on Michael and how much was that for?

We have a life insurance policy on Michael

and we had one on myself, as well.

Both of them were $250,000.

We both had very large life insurance policies

on each other and that was my--

at my insistence, because I always

felt, if something happened to me,

I wanted to make sure that Mike had the financial stability so

that he wouldn't have to work so that he

could take care of the kids.

Were you ever aware of any extramarital relationships

that Michael's had.

He and Rochelle were seeing each other.

I don't know how long it had been going on.

I don't know if they were going to stop soon or if he was

going to leave me or what, I don't-- we

don't know any of that.

NARRATOR: Based on a polygraph test,

the police had already cleared Janet Johnston.

Jim Wright has found no concrete evidence

that might implicate her.

There is nothing that we were able to uncover

from either Mike or Rochelle's side

initially that ever indicated that she was a suspect.

NARRATOR: But Jim Wright did uncover a secret side

to Michael Johnston, a world of role

playing, fantasy games, black magic, and the occult.

Wright now believes that this passion

put Michael and Rochelle on a collision course

with their killer.

Michael had a very extensive collection of material relating

to the occult. Because of the nature of this crime,

we believe that people who were involved in possible occult

type activities could be the kind of people that would

commit this type of a murder.

NARRATOR: But more than a year had passed since the murders.

Every which way he turned, Jim Wright

found the trail stone cold.

Clearly, this was an investigation that demanded

an unorthodox approach.

Wright turned to Nancy Meyer, a respected psychic

who has assisted police on more than 300 homicides.

It was very hard on Jim, because I said, you will not

tell me anything, because it has no validity if you

told me things ahead of time.

I don't want someone else's theories, because to me,

if you're going to work psychically and do it purely,

you should not pre-read.

You should go out there and work it cold.

NARRATOR: Without revealing his destination,

Jim Wright took Nancy Meyer to the road

near the sportsman's club where Michael

Johnson had been murdered.

I can feel Michael here.

I can feel his pain, I can feel the fear,

I can feel him pleading.

I can also get images of what's just happened

to Rochelle, so I feel he must have died second,

because I can feel that--

the awful images in his mind of what Rochelle has gone through.

I would not be able to agree with a theory that would have

Michael was an innocent bystander, not

the object of this killing.

To me, from what I can sense, it's the other way around.

Michael was the actual object.

NARRATOR: Indeed, Meyer believes that Michael and the killer

knew each other from their involvement in black magic.

As Nancy Meyer sees the crime, Michael and Rochelle were

parked on the isolated road.

Meyer believes that the killer, a man in his late 30s,

and two young accomplices crept up on the unsuspecting lovers.

Come on out Mikey.

I need to talk to you man.

Just need to talk.

What do you want?

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They seem to be accusing him of violating

some kind of regulations relative to some kind of--

it almost felt like occult type of situation.

NARRATOR: According to Nancy Meyer,

after the killer stabbed Rochelle,

he and his accomplices drove Michael

to the sportsman's club.

The older man seems to have emotional control

over these kids.

He seems to be able to tell them what to do and like a bunch

of foolish puppets, they do it.

NARRATOR: Meyer says that her crime scene impressions were so

vivid that she was able to envision the three assailants

and artists sketched Meyer's impressions.

This is the killer as he appeared to Nancy Meyer.

She feels that he teaches at a local college or university

and probably has killed before.

These are the two accomplices, both in their early to mid 20s.

According to Meyer, they are now in danger

of being murdered themselves.

In addition, Meyer envisioned this stylized dragon

winged medallion.

She feels that the symbol comes from the occult world that

links Michael and the assailants.

The authorities, however, are unmoved by Nancy's visions

or theories that the double murder is linked to the occult.

They remain convinced that the killer

will be found among Rochelle Robinson's

friends or acquaintances.

Meanwhile, Rochelle and Michael's families

must wait for resolution.

It's a horrible, horrible feeling.

You just keep going around and around and around.

It's almost like a merry go round and some days

you just want to say, let me off.

I can't take it and you can't.

You will never, never get off of it.

I know these people, whoever did it,

they're going to pay in this life or the next

and I have complete faith that, that's going to take place.

NARRATOR: Authorities believe the solution

to this brutal crime may lie with one of it's more

mundane clues, the cardboard box the killer

placed on Rochelle's body.

Originally, the box held large sheets of high grade paper used

only by professional predators.

Forensic tests have convinced investigators

that the carton was brought to the site by the killer.

Further evidence suggests that for several years

the box may have been in the killer's home or vehicle.

Perhaps, someone watching tonight saw it there.

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and loss of life resulting from the Oklahoma City bombing

last year.

Where the federal building once

stood, only this vacant lot remains,

a somber monument to the tragedy,

and while the rubble has been cleared away,

a painful legacy of that day lives on.

Next week we'll be in Oklahoma City for a poignant and very

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needs your help to find the two unknown heroes

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