The Deep Web: Murdershow

Fuck.

Oh God. Guys, I don't feel so good.

I think I need a minute.

- Twenty bucks says she spews chunks. - I'm not taking that bet.

Too many cosmos Clare!

Shut up. I am fine, dummy.

Aren't you nice?

- Oh, no. That's disgusting. - It's a brand new one.

I think it's safe to assume we're not going to the aforementioned after-party.

Not too interested in partying with a bunch of coked-up bros.

Plus now I have to deal with little Miss Puke breath over here.

- I'm fine you skank-ass bitches. - Ew!

Let's puke and rally.

Puke and R...

- Somebody's got a booty call. - Slut.

- What was this guy's name anyways? - Griffith.

- That sounds like a totally made-up name. - No.

I think it's like regal, like a knight in shining armor.

Stranger danger.

He seems like a nice guy. What could it hurt?

Oh, Jesus Christ. You barely know this dude.

For all you know he could be a raging serial killer.

I bet he doesn't even bother to wash his legs when he showers.

Exactly... what?

Are you two going home now, back to your doing babysitting duty?

Fuck you, hooker. I'm not a baby. I'm a grown ass...

- No... - Our ride is arriving soon.

Come with us. I got boxed wine at home.

We can put on our onesies and we can watch crappy horror flicks.

I'm going to take my chances with the serial killer.

It's because she definitely wants the D.

- I can't believe you two. - All right, he's here.

Just text me with his address when you get to his house, just in case.

- I'll be fine. - Be safe.

Come on. Bye.

Bye-bye.

Why are you doing this to me?

Fuck this guy.

Asshole. Men.

Someone there?

Hello?

You mess with me

you're going to get a faceful of bear mace motherfucker.

What?

Hell, no.

What the fuck.

What the fuck?

Oh my God.

Help me.

Welcome to the Murder show.

Help me.

Police are hesitant to make a connection to the latest spree of murderers,

but there appear to be some glaring similarities.

Yeah, I was walking the old dog here

and I saw what I thought was a mannequin laying on the ground,

just off the path down by the ravine.

- Was it a mannequin? - Oh, hell no, it was a little girl.

She's all chopped to bits.

The dismembered remains of an unidentified Caucasian woman

have been found scattered in a ravine near Interstate 5.

Thank you for joining me today. I just have a quick statement.

We are currently investigating a series of murders that may be connected.

This morning we discovered the remains of what appear to be three more victims.

There is a theory online that these deaths are coming from some death cult.

The Romero county coroner has released one of the names of the victims.

Seattle resident, Amanda Newton.

Amanda is the sister of Ethan Newton that infamous podcaster

who has a track record of ruffling those police feathers.

Amanda had been missing for two weeks before her body was found among the remains.

With no end in sight, this killing spree has the entire city on edge

and looking to the Seattle Police Department for answers.

This is an ongoing investigation.

There are many details that we have yet to sort through.

What I can tell you

is that the Seattle Police Department is investigating this case tirelessly

and we will find those responsible.

Can you give us the names of the other victims?

As I said it's an ongoing investigation.

Once we have further facts, we'll provide them.

Are you sure this isn't just another case of more sloppy police work

coming out of your department?

- Good day. - Can you answer the question, detective?

- All right. All right. - No, come on, guys.

The only question I'm left with is did the jury make the wrong decision

or did the police yet again mishandle a murder investigation

and let a killer go free?

- I know the answer to that. - Bigboyblue69, you're on if it bleeds.

- You think you're so smart, don't you? - Not necessarily.

I got Cs. What did you get?

I'm going to get a hard on watching you die, scumbag.

Ooh, I think he likes you.

Did you ever think about all the lives you're ruining with all these lies

and bullshit about the police department?

The people, by the way, who protect assholes like you.

I'm going to take a shot in the dark here.

Are you wearing a Blue Lives Matter shirt right now

with matching hat?

You ain't funny dip shit.

This podcast sucks just like your blog

and one day you're going to get what's coming to you.

This guy subscribes to your blog. I don't even subscribe to your blog.

BigboyBlue69. That's not nice.

Or should I say Trevor Lancaster?

What?

We got your IP address when you logged into the stream.

That's not my name, Douche bag.

Oh but it is, Officer Trevor Lancaster of the NYPD.

You live on Fairmont Lane in Brooklyn.

Listen, Trevor, buddy.

I don't hate cops.

No, I just want to make sure they're doing their jobs,

not sitting on the couch at home, getting angry at some podcast.

Does the 69 in your name pertain to what year you were born or?

Anonymous caller, you're on the air.

Looks like he's got one of those mechanical toothbrushes.

Full moon, all the weirdos are out.

Alrighty then. That's it for this episode.

If you liked what you hear, make sure to like, comment, and subscribe.

Join us next week

when we blow the lid off a sinister cold case file in New Orleans

with, A Hard Death in the Big Easy.

Phew. Pretty good!

- We are getting better. - As angry cop calls are getting pretty frequent.

- Yeah, somebody's got to watch the watchdogs. - Yeah.

- What are you doing tonight? - I've got plans.

Plans. What?

Sitting in your tiny apartment in your tighty whities playing video games?

That's very funny.

No, you should come out with us.

Being the third wheel for you and your girlfriend does not exactly sound appealing.

- I thought you liked Amber. - I love Amber.

- I just don't like you. - Aha.

Well, have fun with your 13-year-old kids dropping F-bombs.

It's okay.

Hey mom. What?

- What's happening? - I have to go to Seattle.

- Seattle. - My sister.

- Ethan? - Hey Kate.

Oh, my God. It's so good to see you.

I didn't know you were in town.

I'm in town a couple of days helping my mom with the funeral arrangements.

- Hey, Clare. - Hey.

We didn't see you at the funeral.

No, I was there.

My mom wanted me to go up and say something for Mandy,

but I just couldn't get myself up there.

It was really hard for me to.

She was my closest family member.

I should go.

I'm supposed to set up Mandy's memory table at the reception.

Are you guys coming?

I wanted to, but I have to work.

My boss is being a major bitch,

and she's making me work late on this big project.

Oh, okay.

Are you still working for that clothing designer?

Yeah. She's such a ballbuster.

She's got this big show coming up and she's making us hustle

and work like it has to be done yesterday.

Are you still doing that, True Crime podcast?

- Yes, I am. - That's awesome.

Okay, so let's get together before you go back to the East Coast,

we could do coffee and catch up.

Yes, that sounds good.

- Bye Clare. - Bye, Ethan.

- It was really nice seeing you again. - Nice to see you too.

Test. This is Ethan.

I am standing outside my sister's apartment building.

It has been exactly one week since her body was found dumped in a ravine.

We buried her today.

This is all very surreal.

Mandy's apartment is an absolute mess.

The telltale signs of a police investigation are everywhere.

Her things have been strewn around the apartment.

There is black fingerprint ink on the doorways and handles.

- Hey mom. - Hey. Why aren't you at the reception?

I was there.

- I set up Mandy's memory table and left. - Oh. Yeah.

You did a wonderful job with that.

I just had to get out of there.

It felt like everyone was watching me.

No, I don't think they intended to stare. They loved your sister and you.

No, they loved her.

- You were right the first part. - They love you too, Ethan.

Well, are you coming back to the reception? The family keeps asking about you.

- I'm at Mandy's apartment. - Oh no. Ethan.

The detective said we should not go there until they're finished their investigation.

You should not be in there.

It looks like they finished their investigation. The place is a mess.

- Don't touch anything, okay? - I won't.

You should be here with the family.

- Why would you go there? - I had to do something for Mandy.

I thought maybe because I'm her brother,

I would notice if something was out of place.

Well, the police assured us they're doing everything they can.

- Yes, I'm sure they are. - You can come home, stay at home.

That's okay. I don't want to be a burden.

- I booked the hotel, remember? - You are not a burden.

You are all I've got left now, it's just you and me.

No, I really want you to come and stay at home.