SOLE SURVIVOR I escaped a SERIAL KILLER
Feb 23, 2022
5 minutes
AS TOLD TO KATHRYN LEWSEY
Waiting at the bar, a bloke grinned at me. ‘I like your toenail colour,’ he said.
I glanced down at my feet, then at the man’s – we both had silver nail polish and Birkenstock shoes.
Laughing, he told me his name was Chris, and his girl mates had painted his nails.
‘They look great,’ I laughed.
It was 1997, and I was celebrating a mate’s birthday at my uni’s bar.
Chatting to Chris, who was a 196cm-tall student with ashy brown hair, we hit it off and started dating.
And after Chris went away for a few weeks, we were reunited on August 28, 1997. That day, Chris was due to pick me up at 7pm.
Waiting by the door, I heard his voice over
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