Two college girls named Miranda and Louise shared a dorm
room together. One night Louise told Miranda she
had a mild case of the flu and felt pretty lousy, and wanted
to be left alone. Miranda was sympathetic and took
her books to the library to study so Louise could have the
room to herself.
Later that evening, Miranda met a very nice guy who wanted
to take her to a bar. But she remembered she
had left her ID back in the dorm and would need to get it to
prove she was old enough to get into the bar.
Remembering that Louise was sick and not wanting to disturb
her, Miranda didn't turn on the lights when she
went into the room. She just walked in, fumbled on the
dresser for her card, and left.
Miranda had a good time at the bar with the boy. At midnight
he drove her back to the dorm. Police cars were
everywhere. Frightened college students huddled in shivering
groups. Yellow crime-scene tape was blocking
the door to the one of the dorm rooms. Miranda panicked,
screamed that the room was hers, and pushed past
detectives to get inside.
Louise's mutilated, dismembered body was sitting on her bed
in a lake of blood. She had been stabbed
repeatedly and hacked to pieces. Sickened by the sight,
Miranda ran into the bathroom and vomited. After she
emptied her stomach, she went to the sink to wash her face.
Scrawled on the mirror in blood was a message
from the killer written just for her:
"AREN'T YOU GLAD YOU DIDN'T TURN ON THE LIGHTS?"
