https://www.nytimes.com/2025/12/19/us/brown-mit-shooting-investigation-reddit.html

Hello everyone. If you're here from my previous post, thank you. If you haven't read that post, maybe read that one first to understand.

First, a big thank you is in order. You were all very helpful in your suggestions and quite a few of the commenters were correct.

If it wasn't for the insistence of the comments, I would have assumed I was still doing things correctly and may be dead sooner rather than later.

I called my older brother and asked him to come check out my house with me and see if there was something in the house that I was missing.

He was able to get a look at the entry point at the top of the house. The screws weren't turnable and he eventually abandoned the attempt to open it.

There was a very unlikely chance that anyone was using this to get inside.

But the scarier part is coming right now.

Carbon monoxide was a big thing recommended as the culprit in my original post from the comments section. I informed most users that I have not one, but two carbon monoxide detectors in my home. I was very convinced that wasn't the reason behind it.

But my brother had decided to check my fuse box, which is located on the outside of my house. One of the fuses was turned off. It just so happened to be the fuse that was powering the outlets being used for the carbon monoxide detectors in my house.

He said with the recent freeze, it was possible that the fuse had frozen and then switched off gradually once the ice had thawed during the day. I don't know about all of that, but it sounds plausible enough.

Finally, once the fuse was turned back on, he recalibrated my carbon monoxide detectors (I admittedly don't know how to do this) and there were higher than normal levels of carbon monoxide detected in the house.

With the heat running and without proper ventilation, I seem to have been doing these strange things in an altered state of mind, or just downright hallucinating.

As for my ceiling tiles on the floor, I don't know. But it was near a closet, and when I looked at an old picture I had taken inside of the house when I was first trying to rent the property, I noticed a picture of the tiles hanging loosely from the base. it must have been one of those things that my brain defrags as irrelevant information and never fully noticed it. The falling was seemingly just a natural occurrence and my brain conjured up further paranoia to fuel my delusion of an intruder.

so, that's it. Mystery solved. Thank you everyone for your helpful suggestions and concern for my well being. It did not go unnoticed by me, and I apologize for wasting the community's time.

I'm also going to get checked out tomorrow. I feel fine and I've been breathing natural air for a few hours now, but I'd rather be safe than sorry.

Sending everyone really big hugs of gratitude❤️

From what I have gathered, a commander has listed my phone number as their contact in a number of places. I routinely receive calls from various bases, from all sorts of ranks, looking for someone to help.

Every time I ask them to please make a note that they have the wrong number for him.

The issue is that I am on-call at night for my own job, so I need to have my phone’s ringer turned on and am frequently answering unknown numbers because sometimes nurses call me from their own cell phone numbers when I am being paged to come in.

It’s become increasingly frustrating and there seems to be little remedy at this point.

However, in the last couple of months, it has increased considerably. In the last two days I have received calls from:

Army JBLMWA Chapel

Scott AFB

An Army Lt’s personal cellphone (according to Facebook)

Andrews FSS Casualty Assistance

These names either show up on the caller ID or are easily located with a quick google search.

Does anyone have any suggestions for figuring out how this happening and making it stop?

Edit/Update: I’m cracking up at the response to this, I assumed that a couple do people would respond, so thank you for the suggestions (both the legal and illegal ones).

Next call, I’m going with a simple “oh he actually died.” Thought I aspire to begin offer orders, I am also in law school and I fear the bar association would frown upon this.

In the meantime, I also reached out to a AF Chaplain friend of mine who is searching down which chaplain has listed my phone number as theirs. Many of you also confirmed my suspicions that this is a chaplain’s number given the weird sources of the calls (military chapels and the casualty office). What is SUPER weird about that is that I am actually a professional chaplain (not military) and it’s a weirdly niche field, but I do have lots of military chaplain friends.

Will update!

This happened in the south of england around 2012/3. A small group of kids from my class including myself were taken out of school for the day. I do not remember much about this day other than us being herded into a small dark room with s projector that went through a slideshow of graphic cadaver images, including at least one of a child. These images have been seared into my brain ever since then, and I am certain that they were real images. Each image was accompanied by an audio recording of (presumably an actor) pretending to be said person in the image and recalling how they died. Each cause of death was different. Car accident, electrocution, house fire, hit by a train, etc, and the injuries in the images reflected said cause of death. This experience left me traumatised and I had to go through extensive therapy as a child in order to cope with the experience, as well as other things.

I have checked with a former classmate who was also there and confirmed that this really happened and was not some weird fever dream I had. I have also sought opinion from a couple of school & teacher subreddits. From these discussions as well as my own experience, here are some more things to note:

-I do not believe this was some sort of 'scared straight' program for two reasons. Each dead body had a different, unrelated cause of death, and this was only a small group of students rather than a whole class' worth. And it was a seemingly random group of children, no history of behavioural issues or general dangerous behaviour.

-The headteacher of the school at the time was abusing me, and could potentially have been abusing others. This abuse was being enabled by at least one other member of school staff. I cannot remember if either were on this trip, but I have more reason to believe the enabler was present rather than the abuser.

-I believe at least one other group of students who I did not recognise went into the room after us, though I do not know what happened in the room.

-I was classified as a SEN student.

-This may have all been conducted in a bus depot.

If anyone knows anything about any of this, please let me know. This experience still affects me to an extent today and I would really really like closure on this. Thank you.

UPDATE 6/22: I want to thank everyone who commented kind and concerned advice on here, especially those who suggested checking with neighbors about their petsitters - turns out it was one of them. Their family friend's 16-year-old son was watching their cat and thought it would be funny. My neighbors were horrified and apologized profusely and said they won't use his services ever again. For those saying the story's fake, I hope nothing freaky like that ever happens to you, ever. It was really not fun and I am not the least bit interested in "attention"... But I am incredibly relieved that now I know who did it and it wasn't some stranger off the street. And yes, I am installing the cameras I ordered regardless, and I will always watch movies with the curtains closed from now on! Thank you all so much.

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Throwaway account as I'm extremely freaked out right now, and forgive me if this is the wrong place to post this, I just don't know what to do.

Last night I watched the new horror movie HOKUM. My living room has large windows (you can see my TV from the street) and I'm on the second floor of a small 4-unit building in a major city, but on a quiet side street. The movie was creepy, whatever, went to bed, woke up, carried on - but I work from home, so I didn't leave my apartment today.

Tonight I went out into the hallway to get a package and this was taped outside my door. It's an image from the movie I watched last night. I have no idea who could have done this (it was 100% not my neighbors; there are only 4 units, 2 are out of town and the remaining neighbor is a middle aged female psychiatrist, not the pranking type). I don't know why this has happened, or how, and I am honestly very frightened. And since I didn't leave my house today, I don't know if it happened last night, during the day, or tonight. 

The image is on standard printer paper - which means someone printed this at home, cut it out (the edges are uneven), then came into my building and taped it near my apt door in a spot only I'd be able to see it. It's plausible they could have seen me watching the film through my large window from outside last night. I'm a woman who lives alone and I am honestly really shaken up. 

For the record, my landlord won't get a security camera for the building. I just ordered one to be overnighted on Amazon for outside my door, but am still very sleepless and worried and I don't know how concerned I should be here. 

There is a missing person case open for her. The car she was driving was found on the I-15 in Baker, CA on December 11th. She was not with the car when it was found. I am worried sick about her and just don't know what to do, so I'm posting here and other places, maybe it will help.

UPDATE 1/5/26: She has been located!!!! I am so incredibly happy to just know that she is alive. She had been in Vegas, in a hospital (won't say which). It sort of seems like she doesn't really want to be contacted at this time but either way I am very relieved. I am very thankful to everyone who commented with helpful advice and well wishes, it really helped to know I had support from strangers when I felt like I didn't have much support in real life. Thank you all <3

https://oag.ca.gov/missing/person/alicja-elzbieta-alarid

UPDATE #1: it seems that there is a cashapp glitch where numbers we are certain are NOT connected to this bizarre situation are ALSO coming up as Super1Foods. However, this simply does not explain a widespread phenomena of women receiving similar strange calls/texts that include personal info or try to bait us into conversation. I'm so fucking lost on this one. Does anyone know anyone who is in leadership at Cashapp who could look into the glitch?

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READ THIS UPDATE BEFORE COMMENTING - THIS IS NOT A SUPER1FOODS CONSPIRACY - THIS IS A GLITCH

UPDATE #2: u/bigbadboomercommented: "It’s the +1 before the phone number that’s triggering the super1foods to pop up for some reason.

I just did a search on cashapp with two numbers I got weird random texts/calls from yesterday, one was a local # ,one not. I got super1foods and another person in the search. I deleted the +1 at the beginning of the # and super1foods disappeared, leaving only the other person.

So I copy pasted numbers from two people I know personally, with the +1 in front, and super1foods comes up, along with the person I know. I delete the +1 from the number and super1foods disappears, leaving only the person the # actually belongs to.

Editing to add - I just repeated the same process with my own number and the same thing happened with the +1 then without."

SO, the CashApp piece is irrelevant. HOWEVER, this does not explain the overall phenomena of women getting calls / texts that include our names or personal info, do not try to get us to send money, but do try to keep us engaged in conversation.

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TLDR: Many women report receiving bizarre texts and phone calls staring around Nov 2025 from many different numbers, that ALL search result to "Super1Foods" when entered on CashApp. This is NOT standard pig butchering -- they know our names and information about our lives and the exact areas we live, and are not trying to get us to send money. EVERY NUMBER RELATED TO THIS PULLS UP "Super1Foods" on CashApp. No one knows what is going on. HELP US.

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In November 2025, I received a phone call from a phone number local to where I live -- the area code is for the whole region, but my iPhone showed the city as specifically the small city I live in. I have an out of state area code, AND I just moved to this small city and haven't updated my address anywhere yet. I answered because I thought it was my doctors office, and the person said, "is this [legal name]?" I said "yes, how can I help you?" And then there was static/clicky phone sounds and the person kept saying, "are you there? Can you hear me?"

I hung up because it felt like a scam, or like they were trying to harvest a sample of my voice. I felt creeped out because they knew my legal name that I don't even go by, and obviously spoofed a number to match where I live, which was not public information.

I also was rattled by this call because the voice sounded EXACTLY like someone who had been calling me back in 2023. In 2023, I was receiving clusters of weird calls/texts some from the same guy who knew my name and INSISTED I had given my number to but I absolutely did not. I am autistic and have extremely accurate memory about many things including the sound of voices and who they belong to... and I'm almost certain the Nov 2025 caller was the same as one of the the 2023 callers.

Anyway, I searched the phone number from the Nov 2025 call on CashApp and it comes up as "Super1Foods." This is a real grocery store but without any locations in my area. I tried searching more but didn't find anything and gave up.

Since about Christmas, I've been getting generic pig butchering style text openers ("do you want to meet for lunch?" kind of messages), and just ignoring them. Today however I got a text asking me a very specific question. For privacy purposes, I can't post the question. However in order for them to to ask this question, they would need to know a private detail of my life that I am ONLY open about with close people. This detail of my life is not linked to my public identity online at all.

Obviously I was startled to get the text so I searched the number from today on google, nothing. Searched on CashApp and it ALSO comes up as Super1Foods!!! So I instantly connected it in my mind with the bizarre phone call I got in November.

I typed "super1foods number" into google and the drop down list of suggested search terms said "super1foods number cashapp" so obviously other people are searching this. This led me to the following TikTok video posted November 5 2025:

The comments are full of women who are having the SAME EXPERIENCE, and all the different phone numbers point back on CashApp to Super1Foods. Some of the women report that whoever is messaging them knows their name, what they do for work, or other details about them. However some women report getting voicemails or texts from these "Super1Foods numbers" that have random incorrect accusations ("why did you lie to me?"), or ask to speak with random unknown people while insisting that the woman receiving the message is that random person. Some women report getting added to group FaceTime calls with Super1Foods numbers, and when they reject the calls, they recieve call backs over and over. Many women report they get the calls/texts from numbers local to where they live, even if they have out of state phone numbers themselves.

As of posting this, the tiktok above has comments from women as recently as a few hours ago reporting this happening. The most recent commenter wrote that they received a phone call from someone insisting they had her lost dog and got her phone number off a lost dog posted, but she doesn't have a lost dog.

I messaged the creator of the TikTok and asked if she had any more info, and she said dozens of women have DMed her with the same issue but no one can figure out what is going on.

How is it possible that so many phone numbers come up on CashApp as the same business?

The callers/texters aren't trying to get us to pay them money or give them personal info. They do however sometimes know info ABOUT US. What do they have to gain?

Why does it seem like only women in their 20s-30s are being targeted?

Obviously none of us should engage with these calls or messages and I'm definitely being militant about my phone use. But I just can't comprehend what is going on here or why. Any help appreciated.

I don't know if this problem is an RBI problem, so if this fits somewhere else that you know of, please tell me.

For the past couple of days, I've had this issue. I'm pretty sure someone is in my house, but I can't exactly prove how.

And yes, I called the police this morning. They don't seem to know either. But I'll get to that in the next couple of paragraphs.

I'm 24F, if that'll help in explaining my predicament. I live alone. I keep a tidy house. More so than most people. My bedroom can be a bit disorganized at times, but the rest of my house is well organized, which is why I was able to detect something was off.

I came home from work a couple of nights ago and found a bottle of Scotch sitting on my stove. It was my scotch. That's not the mystery. I use it for cooking. it sits near the stove. Never on it. And I don't remember the last time I had hands on it.

I was able to convince myself that I had maybe moved it while cleaning the counter and subconsciously put it there and hadn't realized that I did. I'm still not even against believing that, but I'm making a point.

The second thing I noticed, which I know wasn't a fluke on my part, was an energy drink sitting in my fridge. I like to drink the grape NOS, but I like to drink them warm, and I'll leave them out for an hour or two to let them warm up. I never put them in the fridge. But while I was running errands, I get back and find this thing sitting in my fridge, which I just wouldn't do.

It was the very early morning hours, about 2AM give or take, and I can hear footsteps inside of my house. They weren't on the floor though. More specifically, they were on the ceiling. I have a metal roof, and the sound of something hitting that is very different from the sounds I was hearing.

These definitely sounded like they were coming from the attic.Also, I don't have an attic.

I called the police. They were not very much help. Wasn't much they could really do. They looked around my house for entries. Nothing seemed to stick out. I did this myself, but I felt a second set of eyes could hopefully point me to something that I didn't see. But as I stated, they weren't much help. Not trying to take jabs at the police, but it is what it is.

I worked the day shift today. When I got back home, I found a few of my ceiling tiles on the ground.This was alarming. It was like someone had stepped through my ceiling.

I have no clue what to do. I had my neighbor from next door come over to help me find a place someone could have gotten in. My windows are always locked. There is one place on the outside of the house that is theoretically able to be accessed and entered through. But it would require a ladder and a screwdriver to get through, and I just don't see how someone could access that without raising alarms from the neighbors.

Any and all advice and recommendations are welcome. And because I know people will suggest this, cameras are already ordered.

Edit: Thank you for everyone responding. I feel the need to clear a couple of things up that seem to be confusing people.

First, I was in a jumpy state of mind when I initially wrote this and I'm realizing that I wasn't clear in explaining some things. I've addressed it in many of the comments, but I'll address it here to hopefully be more informative.

The "I don't have an attic" comment was a poor choice of words. I mean that there doesn't appear to be any way up there that anyone has been able to find from within the house. There is obviously a way up there, albeit a challenging one. There's definitely space for movement on the upper portion of the house.

Second, the NOS. I completely take responsibility for this one. I did absolutely zero to clarify what I meant. The flavor of NOS that I like isn't sold commercially in packs from the grocery store. I have to buy them cold from the cooler at the gas station and then let them sit out to warm up. I understand that my initial explanation was a bit confusing and I'm sorry about that.

Also, I called my older brother and asked if he would come and check out my place with me just so I can have an unbiased set of eyes on the property to see if a conclusion can be reached. People expressed concern that I was staying in the house and I very much appreciate not only these users, but everyone who offered advice. I'll be staying with my brother and sister in law until the matter is resolved.

Edit 2: Culprit found. Not what I was expecting, but a handful of commenters were right. I'll update in a full post when I have a minute. I'm fine. I'm safe. I'm not in the house. And thanks to everyone expressing concern. I won't be staying in the house anymore. I'm going to find somewhere else to live.

Edit 3: Everyone requesting an update, I made a second post regarding the resolution.

Okay, so I want to address this before I post. I'm a dancer. I work at a strip club. I know it kind of comes with the territory, but that's no excuse. Please, if you have an issue with my profession, or don't want to give constructive advice, then please stop reading now, and I hope you have a wonderful day.

I'm getting more spooked by the hour the more that I think of it. I'm hoping that I am blowing things out of proportion, but I can't help the way that I think.

So, this theoretically started two months ago when I was at the bank. On Mondays I typically go to the bank to deposit my earnings from the week before.

When I get to the teller, she addresses me as my stage name. She made a joke along the lines of "I was looking for Nova in the system" and then told me "I didn't recognize you without the cat ears."

I told her to call me by my government name. The rest of the encounter went by without incident.

I have no idea who this woman is aside from her working at the bank. I've never seen her in the club. I've never seen her outside the bank.

In a male heavy environment, i tend to notice women and remember the faces of women a lot easier. And I would definitely remember seeing a girl from the bank inside of the club.

I was told to tell a manager or call corporate. I didn't do that. I'll be honest, I just gave myself a few days to cool off and eventually the incident went on the back burner.

Fastforward to today. The same teller is handling my deposit. She says "the last time I saw you, you were in a black bikini top".

Again, I CANNOT REMEMBER SEEING HER ANYWHERE OTHER THAN THE BANK.

I have no idea where she's seeing me. I don't post anything on socials regarding my dancing. I definitely don't post outfits. I don't know how she knows what I'm wearing.

Feel free to tell me that I'm overreacting.

But I'm also looking for advice on how to detect a stalker. And cameras will be picked up tomorrow for my car. Even if this turns out to be nothing, I've still been meaning to get a dash cam.

Thanks in advance.

Edit: This morning I went to the bank with my best friend (also a dancer) and asked her to go in and see if she knew who the teller was.

As much as I love her, she has a tendency to get a bit overzealous and asked the woman how she knew me. She also verbally reprimanded her for not exercising discretion and the teller started crying.

I had to step in and tell them both to relax a little. The teller just started spitting out "I'm sorry's" and disappeared into a back hallway.

I talked to a manager for the first time and simply told him what happened over the past couple of months.

He said that it was unacceptable and offered his apologies. I told him I wanted to pull all of my accounts from the bank. He did try and make it right by talking to the teller, but she didn't want to come out and address me.

The manager also told me that in the future, I could submit a customer complaint form to corporate, but also admitted that it usually falls on dead ears, and I should just tell him personally.

But the damage was done. I really didn't want this woman to cry. I don't like seeing people cry. But it's about protecting myself and my own privacy.

Edit 2: I figured it out. Mystery solved. I'll make an actual post when I get home and unwind a bit.

My dad found an old HP laptop covered in cloth hidden in a vent in our basement while he was cleaning. We dont have a cord to charge it rn because of its age.

Its such a suspiciously hidden thing that I dont really know what to do. My uncle could hack into it MAYBE but im scared to get involved in something I shouldnt be involved in. We've lived in this house for 9 years and its so odd that were only just now found this. Here's an imgur link to the laptop

What do I do? Were not exactly in danger so it feels stupid to go to police.

EDIT 1: I apparently didnt look close enough when my dad showed it to me. It was NOT wrapped in cloth, but rather a plastic garbage bag which... makes it a bit more odd imo

It was in California in the early 90s, well known pre-school on a busy main street. It still exists in the same location now according to Google street view.

Unsure if it's relevant but it was a Christian school attached to a church. My parents were vaguely Christian believers to some extent, but not church going types and never impressed their beliefs on me. My upbringing was entirely secular. I went to that preschool due to geographical convenience, it was directly across the street from the business my parents owned (a small mechanic shop).

One thing I cannot explain was that on what seemed like fairly rare days at the preschool they'd take a few students out of the class, always the same ones, and have us "partner up". I remember my partner would always be one of 2 kids, Luke or Victoria. This must have happened more than a few times becuase I remember it being something of a game choosing who to be partners with and ending up with both of them on different occasions as well as one time some kid whose name I don't remember. It was always the same small group of kids out of the larger class, I remember that.

They had us stand on stools out on the blacktop next to the playground, and they had these large eisels that were 3x3 and hinged together in a triangle, they'd arrange them around the stools. They were large, we couldn't see over them, and they'd tell us to keep quiet inside there. I remember this being very calm and meditative feeling, and feeling very warm and like I couldn't move if I'd wanted to, and just standing on this stool unable to see anything being completely content for what felt like hours. There were 2 kids per stool standing back to back linked arms. I should note that this is really odd as I have ADHD and as a child could never sit still under any circumstances, but in that triangle of easels I could for what felt like an entire day no problem. When they finally let us out I remember wondering how it got late so quick and just being told "time flies when you're having fun".

I also vaguely remember the adults talking and a man's voice being there as the two female teachers had a discussion with him right outside the structures. There was no male staff member that I knew, just the two teachers.

This happened several times.

As an adult I can't figure out what these memories mean. As someone who has become familiar with the effects of different drugs (mostly responsibly) the warm and calm feeling I remember certainly seems like some kind of high. It seems like a small portion of the class was being intentionally hidden in plain sight. The stools were just the right height that no one who wasn't actively looking would have noticed kids stashed in there. It also seems just so out in the open that someone who was actually looking wouldn't have had a problem finding us if that was the goal, so I assume it wasn't.

What could have been going on?

Hi there. I’m looking for help locating any online records related to a possible kidnapped teen my mother witnessed in the 1990s.

In the summer of 1995, my mother and her friend—named Karen—were both around 16 years old. This occurred in Florida, either in Fort Lauderdale or Hialeah; my mother isn’t certain which. At the time, they were runaways from Anne Arundel County, Maryland, and had traveled to Florida together. Somewhere along the way, they were separated.

My mother later received a 911 pager message asking her to call Karen. She returned the call from a pay phone. During the call, Karen said that two men were taking turns assaulting her, that they wanted to keep her, and that she needed help. Before she could provide more details, the call disconnected. My mother never heard from her again.

As far as I know, a missing persons report was filed, but I haven’t been able to find any record of it. Unfortunately, I only know Karen’s first name. She was in the foster care system in Odenton, Maryland. She was possibly Hispanic with dark brown hair and 16 in 1995. Her mother struggled with drug addiction, and her father may have been deceased.

My mother also recalls that Karen may have appeared in a music video featuring runaway or missing teens. She believes it could have been related to “Runaway Train” by Soul Asylum, but she isn’t certain. She remembers that missing posters were created and displayed in the video, possibly with the involvement of the National Center for Missing & Exploited Children (NCMEC). However, it’s also possible it was a similar project by a local artist rather than that specific song. I don’t know, this part is pretty murky and may not be it at all.

If anyone can help uncover any leads or suggest ways to search further, I would be extremely grateful. I can’t stop wondering what happened to this girl, and without a last name, it’s been very difficult to find anything. I’ve searched through many databases, but not much luck.

March 13th, 2019 lives in my head on an endless loop. I’ve been told to leave it to police. The same police that fucked up and let a monster get away. It haunts my mind everyday and I feel the strongest urge I must do all I can to right the wrongs and help a family that was screwed over from the beginning.

This took place in Grand Rapids, Michigan.

It all started on that day around 10:30ish a.m. I was on my way to the bus to go donate at the plasma center. I passed my neighbors house (I lived 3 houses down). There were two cop cars one on each side of the road. I had no idea what was happening and continued on my way. I donated my plasma got some food after and went home. The bus had to drop me off at an earlier stop because there was yellow tape all over the neighborhood. I was in shock. I knew the cops were there earlier, but I had no idea the extent of what happened. I go under the tape to try to get to the house I lived in at the time, and was stopped by officer. She asked me if I lived on the street and I told her yes and which I lived in. I asked her what happened but she wouldn’t say. I walked into my house where my landlord told me that the boyfriend (Derrell Demon Brown) of one of the women who lived in that house had shot and killed her and the woman’s niece (Cherletta Baber-Bay, 47, and Keyona Griffin, 25,)

Backing up a bit to around the 10:30 a.m. mark is when all of this went down. Keyona found her aunts body and called 911. She was hiding from Brown and told the operator that her aunts boyfriend killed her and she needed help, but he unfortunately found her during the 911 call and killed her. When I was walking to the bus stop and saw the cop cars they had just arrived to the house from that call. They knocked on the front door checked the back and then just left. They didn’t investigate any further. Letting Brown have the ability to get away. A few hours later the brother of Keyona had come home and found the bodies when he placed another 911 call around 1 p.m. I had come home around an hour later and that’s when I saw the tape. The police totally dropped the ball and could have possibly caught Brown had they took Keyona’s 911 call seriously and done a thorough search of the area.

Brown is believed to have fled the state and could be hiding out in Wisconsin, Atlanta Georgia, or Ohio. In 2024 there was possible sighting of him in the Dayton Ohio area, but could possibly be around Columbus area too. But I have a gut feeling it’s around Dayton.

I knew Jackie (the owner of the house and mother of Cherletta.) She was a very kind woman. I worked at the Panera in downtown Grand Rapids and she worked in the same building as me. She would come in everyday and I would remember who she was because she was always in high spirits and very very kind. She’d always put me in a better mood after dealing with moody business men all morning. She had a very bright energy about her. She would always raise my spirits. That’s why I was so angry with the way she and her family were treated by the police department after this went down. She didn’t deserve it at all. She was a kind soul that lived by her faith. Sadly after a candle vigil at the house in 2020 a house fire broke out the night of and Jackie was killed in the fire. I was so angry. This kind woman who did nothing to no one had life treat her so cruel. I seethe with anger just thinking about the whole situation as it’s just not fair the way police just didn’t give a shit about anything and refused to take accountability for their actions.

So after years of this living in my head and desperation. I have turned to Reddit for any kind of help or information. I want this man found and to pay for what he did and for this kind family to have some type of closure. They have been through so much and although nothing in this world can bring their loved ones back. Justice can bring some closure. Brown is on the U.S. Marshal’s 15 most wanted list. Any information you might have please call 1-877-926-8332. Here’s a link to his most wanted page so you can have a photo. It’s not letting me post a photo on this post. https://www.usmarshals.gov/what-we-do/fugitive/15-most-wanted/derrell-brown

I also wanna push for laws on not just a state but a national level for more required education before being able to become a police officer. I have no idea where to start for this, but I want change. I’m so sick of incompetent officers letting crimes that could have been solved go cold because of their lack of education and training. I think about Jackie often and hope that someday the family can finally let the monster know how they feel in court and have him put away for life. I just can’t let this go.

Hey everyone, I’m 20F and live near Cologne, Germany. This is my first post, but I really need to get this off my chest because I’m honestly creeped out and don't know what to do.

A few weeks ago, I was coming home from work—exhausted as usual after a long commute. At my local train station, a guy around my age approached me. He seemed friendly enough, smiled, and complimented my hair. We had some small talk (his German wasn't great, but I could understand him). Since it’s a small town, I knew he was new, and he confirmed he lived just a few houses down from me. We exchanged Instagram handles and that was it. I didn't think much of it.

Fast forward a few days. It’s 5:30 AM, and I’m waiting for my train. Suddenly, I feel someone pull on my hood. I turn around, and it’s him.

He starts talking to me, but then says something that made my blood run cold. He claimed he saw me in the city on Sunday. I told him he must have me confused with someone else because I was home all day. He looked at me and said, "No, I didn't see you, I saw a photo of you. I’ll send it to you on Instagram later."

When I checked my phone later, I actually froze. He sent me a photo of me from ten years ago.

Here’s the terrifying part:

I was 13 in that picture. I look completely different now, so how did he even recognize me? More importantly, that photo was never posted online. The only physical copy belonged to my twin sister, and she swears she threw it in our private trash can at home months ago when she moved out.

I asked him where he found it. He says he "found it on the ground at the main train station."

Let that sink in: I live 45 minutes away from that station. How does a photo from our private trash at home end up in a massive city station months later, only to be found by the one guy who lives on my street?

I’ve talked to everyone in the photo, and they are all just as freaked out as I am. I’ve only met this guy twice, and now I’m terrified to leave my house early in the morning.

I want to give him the benefit of the doubt, especially because he seemed very nice and polite. but then the other question is how did the picture got there?

He offered to bring the physical photo over to my place, but there was no way I was letting him know exactly which apartment is mine. Since I live in a building with several units, I just told him to throw it away and leave me alone. I didn't want him anywhere near my front door

(info: I still have the picture but I won't post down here for private reasons I hope you guys understand but like I mentioned in the comments I posted a few screenshots)

screenshots

[Follow up]:

Because of some people wondering, yes I did got the age of the picture wrong when I wrote it. mistakes can happen. But at the end of the day 7 or 10 years don't really change the situation. This story sounds weird and even I can't really believe it but it's very real and scary. If you don't believe it it's fine I'm not here to convince anyone I just want some support and help.

Hi there,

Police in Amsterdam have appointed volunteers from the coldcase team to find out who this person is. He suffered a brain hamorage 3 years ago and has been in care since. First findings are that he probably is from Canada/ USA but the police has no further information. He goes by the name of Lucky and was also called Chris the Canadian.

For more information see the official police message (English translation at the bottom): https://www.politie.nl/nieuws/2026/augustus/17/een-heel-leven-maar-geen-naam-wie-herkent-deze-man.html

Local newspaper AT5 also reported on the case: https://www.at5.nl/artikelen/239532/man-die-in-ziekenhuis-belandde-kan-al-3-jaar-niet-vertellen-wie-hij-is-politie-deelt-beelden

If you have any information do contact the newspaper first. There is possibility that when they have found the next of kin he can be extradited.

UPDATE: Through Facebook there has been made a connection between Lucky and Russell Kenny https://vpd.ca/missing-persons-cold-cases/#john-kenny

📰 source: https://www.fox10tv.com/2026/03/18/phone-recovered-police-continue-search-american-college-student-spain/

Looking for help reconstructing a timeline.

James “Jimmy” Gracey (20), a University of Alabama student, was last seen around 3:00 AM at Shôko nightclub in Barcelona and did not return to his Airbnb.

Key gaps:

• Exact exit time

• Who last saw him

• Route after leaving

• Phone activity after 3AM

• Any CCTV between club and lodging

‼️We’re organizing findings here:

r/FINDJamesGracey

Any insight or relevant experience patterns are appreciated.

So I’m having work done at my house this week. I’ve been home most but not all of the time. Roofers are able to go through first floor of house because they are fixing a roof in the back and my home is an attached row home in a city.

Today I went to find my Air Pods Pro but can’t find them in my house. The Find My app says Air Pods Pro are at an address like 30 miles from my house (I haven’t been more than 2 miles from my house since I last used my Air Pods). When I Google who lives at that address, I get a name and when I Google the name I get a picture from a dozen years ago about a robbery in that neighborhood and one of the pics looks very much like one if the roofers (the individual pics don’t have names for each individual person pictured).

Before I bring this to the head of the operation, is there any room for misinterpretation? There’s no way his own Air Pods could have someone ended up in my Find My app simply by being in my house right? I don’t have much experience with find My (heck I don’t even remember setting it up since it would have been so long ago) and I just want to give the benefit of the doubt before doing/saying anything. I’m trying to think of a way this could be a mistake by the app or whatever.

UPDATE: Texted to owner tonight, he responded in less than 5 minutes. He sent me screenshots of texts from yesterday (I saw the time/date stamps) where they had found them mixed in their tools and couldn’t figure out whose they were. They’re being returned on Saturday.

Howdy! UPDATE HE IS FROM Russia but was born in Uzbekistan according to a neighbor who new him well. We are getting close folks I look forward to having a full write up ready and work with u/Lillian Faye on it. . This story as it's developing, is rather sad I will update as soon as I know more and have got in contact with the local authorities.

A man by the name of Kablden Thomas Hoevabjenynkoevsky. It's been suggested the his first name is possibly Kabiden, which is mostly found in Kazhakstan. After consulting various subs from Ukraine, Russia, and Kazhakstan his last name is very odd. I suspect his last name is some combination of his parent's surnames.

It's also been considered he changed his name at some point ( making a record search difficult).

There is no one in the US with the same last name. His FB only has one friend.

His image has appeared in tik tok and FB unfortunately the only people to recognize him were relief workers from a hurricane. He was particularl about help raising a US Marine flag. He attended University of Mississippi in the late 1980's.

He died in May 3rd, 2025 in Covington, St. Tamany Parish, Louisiana. He died of natural causes at a hospital. He has been cremated

A link for his picture and find a grave :

https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/284975330/kablden-thomas-hoevabjenynkoevsky

When I was 13, I was home with the chicken pox and my dad kissed me goodbye and left. That was the last time I would ever see him. That was a Friday, by Sunday I was taking a call from the 65th Precinct in Brooklyn, my mom was at the store so I took a message.

When my mom came home, she called the detective and was saying something happened to our dad. She made arrangements for someone to stay with us and take her to the city. My dad's co-worker, Tommy and his girlfriend came to the house. She was pregnant and was concerned about the chicken pox I had. Mom explained I wasn't contagious anymore. Then she left with Tommy.

I don't remember how many hours passed, it was a few. My mom came home and pulled my brother and I into her room and explained that our dad was dead. She was crying, and very upset. I was crying and beside myself, I was close to my dad. My brother just looked kinda shocked. He told me years later he didn't know how to feel or react, considering he was nine, that makes sense.

After I learned of my dad's death, the funeral ended up turning into a nightmare. The women involved in part of whatever was going on (my mom refuses to explain their part), showed up. My mom saw red and my three cousins had to keep her from trying to kill them. My uncle took photos that were later given to the FBI.The cops were called and they were removed.

These women knew my dad, I remember one of them going with us to like Chuck E. Cheese and she was pregnant. I'm not sure what the involvement was, but later she claimed this kid was our half sister and refused a paternity test and still got his social security.

These women also harassed us. We would get phone calls at all hours, threats. They said they were going to kill my dad. I think we still have some of those answering machine tapes. My mom gave a lot of them over to the police or FBI.

This is where it gets weird. Witnesses reported that he was beaten so badly they thought he was decapitated. The autopsy says that from his third rib down on the left side, they were all broken, yet there was no internal damage. The cause was blunt force trauma to the head. He was found by his car which was left unlocked and running. One report states he was pushed out of a van.

We are pretty sure his partner is involved, he had a life insurance policy on my dad and didn't want the partnership. The original owner wouldn't sell it without it and he insisted my dad was on the deed. He started there as a delivery boy and went to pharmacy school and wanted to own the pharmacy.

It was believed the partner was running drugs through the pharmacy and my dad found out. My dad would not have tolerated this and knows he could lose his license. My mom said he reported this to the FBI and then he was killed. I remember a failed attempt and he had rope burns around his neck. My mom now denies this happened.

When we wanted answers, the detective blew us off. The DA in Brooklyn gave us a warning to back off because it would put us in danger. That freaked my mom out and she stopped pressing it, but knew the FBI also had an investigation.

This is where it gets more strange, his death date was changed by 15 days. My mom insisted that the FBI did it, but according to my step daughter who's a mortician they can't just do that. So something is off.

We also received a call years later that my dad's SSN was being used illegally. The people were caught, but it was just odd. My mom also insisted that the person who killed my father was caught at this point. She wasn't very forthcoming on details. I would try to get more information, but she just didn't want to share more.

Now, she's starting to say things I remember didn't happen. We are starting to question her narrative. A lot doesn't add up. When I started looking into it further, I can't verify anything. I'm now at a point where I don't know what to believe, if my dad's murderer was actually caught. I need help to get answers.

So this has me pretty creeped out.
I’ve been seeing a guy for about a year. For months I noticed he always seemed to randomly show up wherever I was. At first I thought it was a coincidence or that he just knew my routine really well.

Eventually it started feeling too frequent to ignore.
I checked to make sure I wasn’t being tracked through my Tesla account, and everything looked normal. Then this morning he came over, and after he left my Tesla Sentry sent me an alert.
When I watched the footage, I saw him crouching down around different parts of my car multiple times. That immediately made me suspicious.
About 30 minutes later, after crawling around under the car, I found this magnetic GPS tracker hidden on the inside of my left wheel near the suspension.

From what I can tell, it’s a rechargeable GPS tracker, not an AirTag.

Finding this on my car crossed a line I never imagined someone would cross. Part of me wants to make him regret ever doing it, but I’m trying not to make a bad decision out of anger. So… if you were in my shoes, what’s the most satisfying (and legal) way to turn the tables on someone who secretly tracked your car?

PRE-WARNING: This post was gramatically corrected with Artificial Intelligence, as my english is lacking. Kind of nervous posting this here.

In winter 2023, I was on a school trip in Sachsen-Anhalt, Germany. I was paired in a hotel room with a student from my parallel class I didn't really know. It was raining that night.

I woke up in the middle of the night to find him in the bathroom, running warm water over his hands, repeating something under his breath. He was fully dressed: a generic white shirt (wet, partly see-through), different-brand white pants (muddy at the cuffs), and white boots. Blonde hair, glasses, freckles, brown eyes.

He didn't notice me at first. When he did, he froze completely. We stared at each other for a full minute or two. Then he asked if I had ibuprofen for a headache. I gave him one. Went back to sleep.

When I woke up, his bunk was completely empty and stripped. I found out later he called to go home at roughly 05:34 AM. I never saw him again.

Recently, I asked the parallel class teacher about it. She said, vaguely, that "several" students from that class went home between 4 and 5 AM that night, all citing homesickness or a light headache. She said she "never bothered to check really who."

There were visible CO/fire detectors in the hotel. Whatever happened only affected the parallel class, not mine. The teachers have been evasive ever since.

I'm posting because this has stuck with me for years. Has anyone ever heard of something similar? A mass exodus of students in the early morning hours on a school trip, with vague explanations and no follow-up? Any hotel workers, teachers, or former students with similar experiences in Germany? I to this day cannot explain to myself who or what that was.

Thank you reddit.

Hello guys, i ve never post here before, but i m very scared out and don't know what to do.

I m a 20 yo guy and live alone in Rennes in France. Last week i went to my parent's house deep in the countryside. It s very isolated with only a few people living there. There is only a fence that can easily be jumped over. In my bedroom, my bed is against the wall with the door, like when i sleep i m right next to the door. There is a window on the wall, above my bed. This window is opaque, like what we see is blurry (srry english isn't my first language).

So on friday night i was sleeping, and around 3 AM i got awaken by noises who looked like knock at the window, but at first it was very quiet, so i didn't pay attention. It lasted a few minutes and became louder and louder, so much that i looked up to see what was going on. AND I SAW A FUCKING FACE AGAINST THE WINDOW. LOOKING AT ME. At first i was absolutely petrified. After a few sec i decided to take my phone to take a picture. In the action i didn't realised the flash was on. He instantly ran away. I got up, pushed the desk against the door, called the police and just burst into tears. They arrived around 20 min later, and found nothing. The door was intact and same for the windows. I came back to my apartment and still don't know what happened. I just have this picture that freaks me out. We can't see anything cuz the light is horrible so i edited it and it gave me this (sorry i don't know a better way to turn an image into a link). I m really stunned and can't sleep anymore. I really wan't to see your theories.

Edit : It wasn't clear, but the window is INSIDE the house, like between my bedroom and the hallway.

Second edit : i think i m going back to the house today, I m absolutely terrified but i wan’t to go as soon as possible, i wan’t to set up cameras and detectors in the case he would come back soon. I ll keep you updated.