For years after the killer, dubbed "The Whitman Slayer," was caught and executed, rumors swirled that his spirit lingered, hungry to feel the thrill of the kill again.
Townsfolk locked their doors, terrorized by the thought that his ghost still prowled the streets searching for a victim.
As their eyes drank in the ghastly scene of an unknown woman sprawled in pieces across the ground, they realized the truth; that even death couldn't stop him.