Inside the Mind of BTK

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Iglanced back down at the police and autopsy reports,
yellowed press clippings, and black-and-white crime scene photos on
the table and took a deep breath. I lifted the top page from the stack,
adjusted my glasses, and began reading.
Years spent pouring through countless reports just like these had
enabled me to develop the ability to transform the facts and images
appearing on these pieces of paper into a series of moving pictures
loosely resembling a movie. All I needed to do was absorb the information,
and, before I knew it, scenes and images were spilling out
inside my head. The sensation was similar to watching TV—only most
of what I glimpsed was much more violent.
It all began on a frigid Tuesday morning around 7:50 A.M.The
date was January 15, 1974. That was the moment the city of Wichita
underwent a transformation because of what took place in a white
house with black shutters in a lower-middle-class, predominantly
white neighborhood in the southeast part of town.
When the man responsible for the event fled the dwelling at
803 North Edgemoor Street around noon, the residence sat quiet for
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