The Serial Killer Podcast

Levi Boone Helm | The Kentucky Cannibal - Part 7

His first victim stood blind drunk, pissing on the side of the trading post. Boone simply strolled up behind him, placed the pistol barrel to his nape, and pulled the trigger. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/theserialkillerpodcast [https://www.patreon.com/theserialkillerpodcast] Website: https://www.theserialkillerpodcast.com [https://www.theserialkillerpodcast.com/] Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/theskpodcast [https://www.facebook.com/theskpodcast] Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/serialkillerpod [https://www.instagram.com/serialkillerpod] X: https://x.com/serialkillerpod [https://x.com/serialkillerpod] Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/the-serial-killer-podcast [http://supporter.acast.com/the-serial-killer-podcast]. ---------------------------------------- Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy [https://acast.com/privacy] for more information.

Levi Boone Helm | The Kentucky Cannibal - Part 6

Burton tried to speak, to beg for mercy, but his throat had clamped shut, parched and brittle as ancient parchment left too long in the sun. His voice only clawed its way back in a ragged, desperate croak the instant Boone pressed the knife down against the flesh of his right leg, just above the knee, and the first thin, crimson line of blood welled up, hot and sticky, tracing a lazy rivulet down the pale skin. Boone used that old Bowie for everything—carving kindling, gutting game, scraping hides—and its edge had gone so dull from endless abuse that it resembled a rusted sawblade more than a blade. He had to lean in with his full, heavy weight, all two hundred pounds of muscle and grit, to force the tip through the tough outer layer of Burton's skin, the metal grinding audibly against the resistance like a dull file on bone. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/theserialkillerpodcast [https://www.patreon.com/theserialkillerpodcast] Website: https://www.theserialkillerpodcast.com [https://www.theserialkillerpodcast.com/] Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/theskpodcast [https://www.facebook.com/theskpodcast] Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/serialkillerpod [https://www.instagram.com/serialkillerpod] X: https://x.com/serialkillerpod [https://x.com/serialkillerpod] Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/the-serial-killer-podcast [http://supporter.acast.com/the-serial-killer-podcast]. ---------------------------------------- Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy [https://acast.com/privacy] for more information.

Levi Boone Helm | The Kentucky Cannibal - Part 5

A few of the abandoned men, their wills broken, staggered blindly after Boone and Burton once they finally realized the terrible deception. But in tragically little time, they were completely snow-blind and hopelessly lost, staggering aimlessly away from the faint path and each other as the relentless, creeping tendrils of hypothermia finally took hold of their core. Some paltry articles of their clothing would eventually be found near the trail once a spring thaw swept through the valley, but of their frozen, anonymous bodies, there was never any trace. Whether they were claimed by the brutal, indifferent cold, by a silent return of the vengeful Diggers, or by some starved, scavenging beast of the high mountains will forever remain a chilling mystery. Even their names have been tragically lost to the ravages of time, with only the vaguest, most unflattering descriptions of them surviving in the old, faded complaints filed by the victims who once sought their deaths. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/theserialkillerpodcast [https://www.patreon.com/theserialkillerpodcast] Website: https://www.theserialkillerpodcast.com [https://www.theserialkillerpodcast.com/] Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/theskpodcast [https://www.facebook.com/theskpodcast] Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/serialkillerpod [https://www.instagram.com/serialkillerpod] X: https://x.com/serialkillerpod [https://x.com/serialkillerpod] Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/the-serial-killer-podcast [http://supporter.acast.com/the-serial-killer-podcast]. ---------------------------------------- Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy [https://acast.com/privacy] for more information.

Levi Boone Helm | The Kentucky Cannibal - Part 4

When the sun finally rose, he methodically availed himself of the dead's belongings, precisely as he always did, but for the first time, he could not bring himself to look directly at the body. Usually, he felt absolutely no sting of remorse or burning shame—he had successfully convinced himself that he was entirely immune to such weak human frailties—but now, a strange, heavy guilt sat like a cold stone deep in his gut. He had obscenely gorged himself in a terrifying, unholy communion that had lasted throughout the entire night, returning over and over to tear more flesh from the cooling corpse and fully sate his insatiable hunger. He had eaten until he was bloated, profoundly sickened, and deeply ashamed. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/theserialkillerpodcast [https://www.patreon.com/theserialkillerpodcast] Website: https://www.theserialkillerpodcast.com [https://www.theserialkillerpodcast.com/] Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/theskpodcast [https://www.facebook.com/theskpodcast] Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/serialkillerpod [https://www.instagram.com/serialkillerpod] X: https://x.com/serialkillerpod [https://x.com/serialkillerpod] Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/the-serial-killer-podcast [http://supporter.acast.com/the-serial-killer-podcast]. ---------------------------------------- Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy [https://acast.com/privacy] for more information.

Levi Boone Helm | The Kentucky Cannibal - Part 3

She fought him off when she could, her arms straining against his weight, her breath hitching as she prayed for him to collapse into a drunken stupor. On good nights, he’d pass out mid-act, his body slumping onto her like a felled oak, his breath hot and sour against her neck. She would shove him aside, her muscles trembling, and crawl to the edge of the bed, curling into herself to escape the memory of his touch. On bad nights, she endured the full brutality of his lust, his fingers digging into her flesh, leaving crescent-shaped bruises that bloomed like dark flowers across her arms and thighs. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/theserialkillerpodcast [https://www.patreon.com/theserialkillerpodcast] Website: https://www.theserialkillerpodcast.com [https://www.theserialkillerpodcast.com/] Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/theskpodcast [https://www.facebook.com/theskpodcast] Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/serialkillerpod [https://www.instagram.com/serialkillerpod] X: https://x.com/serialkillerpod [https://x.com/serialkillerpod] Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/the-serial-killer-podcast [http://supporter.acast.com/the-serial-killer-podcast]. ---------------------------------------- Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy [https://acast.com/privacy] for more information.