Weird Cases and Shit

An user started posting these cases in a thread last night and they were pretty fuckin interesting (to me anyway), the thread got wiped but i saved a few of the stories. I'll post a couple and if anyone ends up giving a shit i'll post some more

Anyway here we go, some of you guys may know this one

John David "Johnny" Gosch (born November 12, 1969) was a 12-year-old paperboy in West Des Moines, Iowa, when he disappeared on September 5, 1982 and was presumed kidnapped. His mother, Noreen Gosch, maintains that Johnny Gosch escaped from his captors and visited her in 1997,but now fears for his life and lives under an assumed identity. Gosch's father, John, divorced from Noreen since 1993, has publicly stated that he was not sure whether or not such a visit actually occurred. Authorities have not located Gosch or confirmed Noreen Gosch's account, and his fate continues to be the subject of speculation, conspiracy theories, and dispute.

On Sunday, September 5, 1982, in the suburb of West Des Moines, Johnny Gosch left home before dawn to begin his paper route. Though it was customary for Johnny to awaken his father to help with the route, the boy took only the family's dachshund, Gretchen, with him that morning. Other paper carriers for The Des Moines Register would later report having seen Gosch at the paper drop, picking up his newspapers. It was the last sighting of Gosch that can be corroborated by multiple witnesses.

A neighbor named Mike reported that he observed Gosch talking to a stocky man in a blue two-toned Ford Fairlane with Nebraska plates; Mike didn't know what was discussed because he was observing from his bedroom window. As Gosch headed home, Mike noticed another man following Gosch.

John and Noreen Gosch, Johnny's parents, began receiving phone calls from customers along their son's route, complaining of undelivered papers. John performed a cursory search of the neighborhood around 6 a.m. He immediately found Johnny's wagon full of newspapers two blocks from their home.

The Gosches immediately contacted the West Des Moines police department, and reported Johnny's disappearance. Noreen, in her public statements and her book Why Johnny Can't Come Home, has been critical of what she perceives as a slow reaction time from authorities, and of the then-current policy that Gosch could not be classified as a missing person until 72 hours had passed.By her estimation, the police did not arrive to take her report for a full 45 minutes.

Police came to believe that Gosch was kidnapped, but they were unable to establish a viable motive. They turned up little evidence and arrested no suspects in connection with the case.

The case received publicity in 2006 when his mother found photographs that were left by the door of her home, they depicted Gosch tied up along with 2 other boys. Since then multiple photos have been found of her son on online pedophile websites.

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On Sunday morning, August 12, 1984, 13-year-old Eugene Martin left his home at approximately 5 a.m. to deliver the Des Moines Register newspaper in the Des Moines area. He wore blue jeans, a red shirt and a gray pullover.

Eugene normally delivered the papers with his older stepbrother, but on this day went alone. The Iowa State Fair was in town, and Eugene — who in his free time enjoyed football, fishing, skating, video games and TV — wanted to make some extra money.

Witnesses said they saw Martin talking to a clean-cut white male in his 30s sometime between 5 and 5:45 a.m. at Southwest 12th Street and Highview Drive. Some stated the two appeared to be engaged in a friendly “father-son” sort of conversation, and others recalled seeing the teen folding papers and talking to the man sometime between 5:45 and 6:05 a.m.

A poster announcing a $94,000 reward for information about Johnny Gosch or Eugene Martin, including $25,000 offered by the Des Moines Register, did nothing to solve either boy’s case. Download in PDF format. Between 6:10 and 6:15 a.m., Eugene’s bag was found on the ground outside of Des Moines with 10 folded papers still inside. When customers called to report not receiving their morning newspapers, the manager went out, found the bag and delivered the papers.

At approximately 8:40 a.m., the search for Eugene began. He has not been seen since. Federal agents said at the time there might be a “definite connection” to the disappearance of another Des Moines paper carrier — 12-year-old Johnny Gosch, who disappeared two years earlier on September 5, 1982 — and described the suspect as a “loner.”

Authorities said they were treating the Martin case as a kidnapping and had issued a nationwide bulletin for a man described as between 30 and 40 years old, 5 feet, 9 inches tall, clean shaven and with a medium build.

“Generally, the person is an introvert, a loner who may or may not be extra guilt-ridden on what he does but will not turn himself in,” said Herb Hawkins, special F.B.I. agent in charge of the Nebraska-Iowa field office in August 1994. Hawkins said some useful information was being gleaned from witnesses.

None of it panned out, however, and neither boy has ever been found.

Absolutely horrifying.
Does anybody have a good copypasta for the case of Jeffrey Alan Lash?

kek the user posted that one too, here ya go

Jeffrey Alan Lash, 60, was found dead and decomposing in his SUV near the affluent Pacific Palisades neighborhood of Los Angeles. The man was later linked to a home down the street from where the SUV was parked. When the LAPD entered the home they found that it was booby trapped with guns pointed at the doors set to go off. Inside his home, detectives discovered over 1,200 guns, including pistols, rifles and shotguns. As well scopes, 6.5 tons of ammunition, bows and arrows, knives, machetes and $230,000 in cash. They found explosives which had to be disposed of by the bomb squad on site. They also located eight of the 14 vehicles stashed around Los Angeles registered to Lash, including an SUV designed to drive underwater and modified combat ready vehicles. He also has a lot of storage units that have yet to be checked by the LAPD.

Several neighbors said the man was known only as “Bob” in the local area and described him as a gun fanatic who claimed to have worked covertly for either the FBI or the CIA. His fiancée had lived in the town home on Palisades Drive for years, they said.

“He'll say crazy things to people like he does night missions swimming to Catalina,” said one neighbor, who declined to give her name. “He would come … and tell us he would show us self-defense moves.” Neighbors thought Lash was dying of cancer because he appeared to be degenerating over the past year, but Lash told Nebron that he had been exposed to nerve-damaging chemicals on a mission and his condition was worsening.

Staff at an area restaurant classified the behavior of Lash and his fiancee as peculiar, with the man often claiming to work for the CIA and becoming upset if photographs were taken near him. “They always came in two separate cars. Neither had license plates, but no one ever stopped them,” said Francesco Schiff with the Casa Nostra restaurant. “He always paid cash, always had filet mignion and they never ate with friends.”

His fiancee Catherine Nebron and 2 friends including a doctor were with Lash in the parking lot of Bristol Farms in Santa Monica when Lash said he was feeling sick. Their attempts to cool him with ice after he refused to let them call 911 didn’t work and Lash died. After that they drove to the Palisades neighborhood and try to revive him. After an couple of hours of failed attempts the wife decided to leave him in the SUV, according to her the "government agency" that Lash worked for would retrieve his body. Nebron just left the car and Lash’s body parked on Palisades Drive and went on a trip to Oregon. Nebron later told a friend she had specific instructions from Lash on what to do if he died. Don’t call the authorities. Leave him in a car. Get out of town, and let his minders take care of the body. So she did that.

Shirley Anderson, Lash’s late father’s significant other, told the Los Angeles Times that she hadn’t seen Lash since 2010 and didn’t know how he made his money. Lash was raised modestly in Westchester by a pianist mother and a microbiologist father. Lash was enrolled at UCLA and studying to become a scientist when he dropped out of school. Additional details about his record were not available because he had requested that UCLA keep his records private.

No one seemed to know how Lash amassed his wealth. Not only did Anderson have no idea, but Lash’s property manager nor his lawyer of many many years had no idea. Nebron’s attorney told the Associated Press that there was no evidence that Lash was a drug dealer or had any source of criminal income.

Elizabeth Fritzl and her father Joseph Fritzl

As a teenager Fritzl would indulge in sexual fantasies about his mother, and considered himself her husband. He met Rosemarie in 1956, and married her a year later. As Rosemarie gave birth to their first child in 1957, Fritzl rode his bike around town, peering in people’s windows, but claimed he was working late at the steel factory to support his family.

Elisabeth was born on April 6, 1966; she was the fourth of seven children. She was a painfully shy child, timid to approach adults. Fritzl often beat his daughter, and Rosemarie claimed he didn’t like Elisabeth.

In 1973, having established himself as a successful businessman, Fritzl bought the Seesteern Guesthouse at Mondsee, in the lakes district of Upper Austria. During this time he imprisoned his elderly mother in the attic of the family home, until she died in 1980. Fritzl began sexually abusing Elisabeth at the age of 11. In 1981/82 (when Elisabeth was around 15 years old) Fritzl began making plans for the cellar beneath their family home at Ybbstrasse Number 40, Amstetten, Lower Austria. He planned to transform it into a homemade prison

As Elisabeth matured, she became more assertive, much to her father’s displeasure. In 1983 she ran away from home with a friend, fleeing to Vienna. The pair was caught by police after three weeks and returned to Josef Fritzl. In the same year, planning permits were approved for Fritzl to commence additional work on his cellar, and he enlisted the help of his brother-in-law to carry out the works. He had very specific plans; including that the ceiling should be only 1.7 metres (5.5 feet) high. Only Fritzl himself knew the true purpose of his plans.

On August 28, 1984, when Elisabeth was 18, Fritzl lured her downstairs by asking her to help carry the door that would seal the dungeon. He drugged her with ether, and held her captive. Fritzl chained his daughter to a wall, unlocking her only to rape her. He wrote fake letters, claiming Elisabeth had joined a cult. Cults had gained a negative reputation during the 1970/80s, with mass media portraying them as groups that isolated and brainwashed their members. Fritzl’s story seemed plausible, especially when it came to the troublesome and wayward girl Fritzl made his daughter out to be.

Fritzl warned Elisabeth that if anyone touched the cellar door they would be electrocuted. Inside the cell, measuring four-and-a-half metres squared (15 x 15 feet), was Elisabeth’s world for nine years. Josef Fritzl visited the dungeon every few days, using a remote control to open the heavy door, providing supplies and raping his daughter. She was raped over 3,000 times, violently inserted her with objects that caused permanent physical injuries, and forced her to re-enact scenes from pornographic films.

Elisabeth gave birth in isolation to seven children. Kerstin was born in 1988. Three unfortunate children — Kerstin, the eldest, Stefan and Felix — grew up in the dungeon.

On April 28, 1996, Elisabeth gave birth to twin boys, Michael and Alexander. Michael died three days later, Fritzl cremated his body in the furnace and scattered his ashes throughout the garden.

Three children — Lisa, Monika and Alexander — would live seemingly normal lives upstairs. Everyone was led to believe Elisabeth, unable to care for her children while she lived her cultish lifestyle, had dropped them off on the doorstep in the dark of night.

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Kerstin, now 19, became desperately ill, suffering from uncontrollable screaming fits and lapsing into unconsciousness. On April 19, 2008, she was taken to hospital by ambulance, The young woman presented to doctors was suffering from multiple organ failure and placed in an induced coma as doctors worked to help her recover. Doctors made a public appeal over Austrian television on April 21, asking for Elisabeth to contact authorities. Elisabeth watched the story ignite, and begged her father to take her to the hospital.

On April 26, Fritzl decided to release his captive family from their underground prison. Elisabeth, Stefan, and Felix made their way upstairs, where Fritzl told Rosemarie their prodigal daughter had returned home. Elisabeth Fritzl had been missing for 8,516 days. After nearly 24 years she was finally free.

Once in the hospital grounds, Josef and Elisabeth were detained. Elisabeth refused to provide information on her circumstance until she was promised she would never have to see her father again. In the early hours of the morning, on April 27, 2008, Josef Fritzl was arrested. By nightfall, Rosemarie and all the children were taken into state care.

Elisabeth Fritzl and her basement children spent months in a secure psychiatric hospital while they recovered from their torturous ordeal. Elisabeth had aged far beyond her years. She attempted to re-establish a relationship with her mother, but her anger boiled over when she questioned why Rosemarie never tried to help. Elisabeth threw her mother out of their villa nestled in the grounds of the psychiatric hospital.

After their release, Elisabeth would shower several times a day, and became compulsive about cleaning. Closed doors distressed the children, and doors were fixed to remain open or removed from the hinges altogether. Treatment is expected to be on going with all the children.

Josef Fritzl wrote a series of letters to Elisabeth, requesting she send him money so he could defend himself by studying law. She no longer accepts his communications. In 2012, he divorced Rosemarie because she never visited him in prison.
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Bump for interest. I love this stuff OP.

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Surprised this is still up, anyway here's another one anons. If you know about Missing 411 you'll know this case

It was late in the afternoon on June 14,1969, when six year old Dennis Martin ducked behind a bush during a game of "hide n seek" on Spence Field; a boulder strewn and windswept field high up in Great Smokey Mountain National Park. Dennis, His father, grandfather and brother were on Spence Field enjoying the day. Another family walks up and introduces themselves as the Martin family (same last name) and they ask if the kids can play together and Dennis' dad said sure. So the adults sit down and conversate while the kids start playing hide n seek. Dennis father was watching Dennis the whole time they were playing, he saw Dennis hide behind a bush for no longer than a minute or two. When the game was over and Dennis didn't come out from hiding his father stood up and went to go get him from behind the bush. When he realized Dennis wasn't there he started on a dead run down the trail screaming his name while looking for him for about 2 miles. When he got back to Spence Field he told Dennis Grandfather to go get the park service.

His father, grandfather, brother, and the other family had lost sight of him for no more than 2 minutes before the search for him began. Within an hour the mountain was crawling with rangers. In a string of bad luck the sky opened up that evening and dumped two/a half inches of rain on the park. The torrential downpours would continue on and off for rest of the week, dropping three more inches making it difficult to search.

Park rangers, dog teams, firefighters and police, students, boy scouts and hunters, all worked side by side with military personnel. By June 21 about 1,400 people were scouring that park on their hands and knees desperately seeking signs of little “Denny”.

About a week later, they were joined by a contingent of 60 battle-hardened Green Berets, seemingly pulled right out of the jungles of southeast Asia. Special Forces. choppered in to search for a lost child?

Dwight McCarter (head tracker for the park) remarked about how strange the arrival on the scene of the Green Berets was. They just showed up in choppers about a week into it, carrying their own equipment and their own communication systems. Gun shots were also heard during that period but no one could confirm where it came from. The Green Berets searched on their own even though they had no knowledge of the area, they also refused a supervising rangers request that they work with the other emergency service personnel. They stayed for four or five days searching but never coordinating their efforts with the rescue workers.

When the search officially ended in September, over 13,000 hours had been logged and helicopters had spent almost two hundred hours in the air looking for Dennis. But a washed out footprint half way down the Tennessee side of the mountain,found in the early stage of the search but ignored, is all that would ever be found of Dennis Martin.

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Late in the afternoon of Martin’s disappearance, The Key family were hiking in a region of the park called Cades Cove which is about 3100 feet below Spence Fields elevation and approximately six miles to the northwest of Spence Field where Dennis was and were unaware of the growing search for the lost boy. The Key family was there looking for wildlife. All of a sudden one of the sons says "daddy look look there's a bear in the trees hiding from us!" The father look towards the hill and immediately noticed that it definitely wasn't a bear, he sees something that was bi-pedal darting in between the trees as if it was trying to not be seen. At the same time this was happening the Key family reported hearing the "loudest shriek they had ever heard" coming from the hill where the thing was spotted, the familys attention was drawn to the hill due to the scream and saw something bipedal moving stealthily along the trees. Then it melted back into the darkness ofthe forest.

The family reported the incident the next day and the Key family were immediately called by the FBI to set up an interview. They were interviewed by a park service agent and an FBI agent. It was then arbitrarily dismissed with the FBI saying there was no way a man could carry a child and cover the distance from Spence Field to the Keys sighting from the time of Denny’s disappearance

When Dennis father asked the FBI why they didn't tell him about the Key family sighting he was told by the FBI agent that the distance was too great and the time too short to travel correlate with the time Dennis disappeared. Putting the agents reasoning to the test Dwight McCarter (tracker) and Dennis father walked from where the boy disappeared to where the Key sighting had occurred with plenty of time to spare, proving the FBI wrong and proving that the Key family sighting was definitely possible.

As did everyone else who recently covered the story,Paulides (the author) interviewed renowned tracker Dwight McCarter who participated in the search as a young park ranger. But Paulides is the only investigative journalist ever to get an interview with Bill Martin, Dennis Martin’s father. Bill Martin has stead fastly refused all attempts by the media to talk to him since the time of the incident. He blames them for helping to cover up his son’s abduction.

David Paulides interviewed Bill Martin (Dennis father) and his revelations to Paulides make it quite clear that the disappearance of Dennis Martin was officially whitewashed. "When I met Mr. Martin at his house, the same house he lived when Dennis disappeared, the man still looked the same as in 1969. He came to the door, I explained who I was and asked for a few minutes of his time. He explained that this disappearance had had a major impact on the life of he and his wife and that he had promised his wife it would no longer be discussed. I explained that I had traveled from California specifically to speak with him and asked for just a few minutes. He closed the door behind him and stepped onto the front porch."

"When Mr. Martin and I started to talk, the man had tears in his eyes. The disappearance of his son had destroyed this families life. At the time of their biggest need, they turned to the NPS and the FBI for assistance and direction on finding Dennis. Mr. Martin told me that the NPS, investigators and the press had lied and withheld information, I explained what I knew, he was surprised. I asked a few deep questions that probably have never been asked. I explained that I knew the "Key" family had seen something on a hillside in a reasonable time frame after Dennis disappeared and wanted to know if there was something else about this that wasn't released. I asked if there was anything I should know about this case as an investigator, he told me that whatever the Key family saw on that hill, was carrying something on its shoulder. Mr. Martin stated that the FBI and NPS never wanted this information released to him or the public