I kind of have a thing for these folk. Too interesting not to....

This is probably my favorite right now and I think its time I read the book about him....

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hh_holmes

While in Chicago during the summer of 1886, Holmes came across Dr. E.S. Holton's drugstore at the corner of S. Wallace and W. 63rd Street, in the neighborhood of Englewood.[6] With Holton suffering from cancer, his wife minded the store.[6] Holmes got a job there and then convinced Mrs. Holton to sell him the store. They agreed that she could still live in the upstairs apartment even after Holton died. Once Holton died, however, Mrs. Holton mysteriously disappeared. Holmes told people that she was visiting relatives in California. As people started asking questions about her return, he told them that she was enjoying California so much that she had decided to live there.[6]
Holmes purchased a lot across from the drugstore, where he built his three-story, block-long "Castle"—as it was dubbed by those in the neighborhood. It was opened as a hotel for the World's Columbian Exposition in 1893, with part of the structure used as commercial space. The ground floor of the Castle contained Holmes's own relocated drugstore and various shops, while the upper two floors contained his personal office and a maze of over one hundred windowless rooms with doorways opening to brick walls, oddly angled hallways, stairways to nowhere, doors openable only from the outside, and a host of other strange and labyrinthine constructions. Holmes repeatedly changed builders during the construction of the Castle, so only he fully understood the design of the house, thus decreasing the chance of being reported to the police.[7]
After the completion of the hotel, Holmes selected mostly female victims from among his employees (many of whom were required as a condition of employment to take out life insurance policies for which Holmes would pay the premiums but also be the beneficiary), as well as his lovers and hotel guests. He tortured and killed them.[6] Some were locked in soundproof bedrooms fitted with gas lines that let him asphyxiate them at any time. Some victims were locked in a huge soundproof bank vault near his office where they were left to suffocate.[4] The victims' bodies were dropped by secret chute to the basement,[7] where some were meticulously dissected, stripped of flesh, crafted into skeleton models, and then sold to medical schools. Holmes also cremated some of the bodies or placed them in lime pits for destruction. Holmes had two giant furnaces as well as pits of acid, bottles of various poisons, and even a stretching rack. Through the connections he had gained in medical school, he sold skeletons and organs with little difficulty.

Weirdo.

Don't worry, I give a full disclaimer to all potential dates.

Finished reading "The Devil in the White City" last month

worth a read, yea?

yeah if you want to know some disturbing details about Holmes, that's the book to read. the sick fuck.

Im all over that.

knock it off.

Maintaining the neckline is important!!!

I knew I shouldn't have opened this thread.

you'd never suspect the carefree playboy to be capable of such deviance

The Devil in the White City really was an interesting read, though.

one lazy afternoon I watched Dahmer (2002) on youtube. Jeremy Renner was fantastic.

Strat, you should read The Stranger Beside Me. Excellent book on a fellow boarder.

I have a sick fascination with this stuff too. 19th century serial killers have more of a creepiness to them I think. I'd never heard of this Holmes guy, he seems to take the cake.

Albert Fish is way up there, though.


Over two dozen needles Fish self-embedded into his pelvis and perineum.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Albert_fish