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Correspondences from the Zodiac killer

This is the Zodiac speaking By the way have you cracked the last cipher I sent
you
My name is

I am mildly cerous as to how much money you have on my head now I hope you do
not think that I was the one who wiped out that blue meannie with a bomb at the
cop station. Even though I talked about killing school children with one. It
just wouldn't doo to move in on someone else's teritory. But there is more
glory in killing a cop than a cid because a cop can shoot back. I have killed
ten people to date. It would have been a lot more except that my bus bomb was a
dud. I was swamped out by the rain we had a while back. I hope you have fun
trying to figgure out who I killed

This is the Zodiac speaking. I am the murderer of the taxi driver over by
Washington St + Maple St last night,
to prove this here is a blood stained piece of his shirt. I am the same man
who did in the people in the north bay area.
The S.F. Police could have caught me last night if they had searched the park
properly instead of holding road races with their motorcicles seeing who could
make the most noise. The car drivers should have just parked their cars and sat
there quietly waiting for me to come out of cover.
School children make nice targets, I think I shall wipe out a school bus some
morning. Just shoot out the frunt tire + then pick off the kiddies as they come
bouncing out.

SHE WAS YOUNG AND BEAUTIFUL. BUT NOW SHE IS BATTERED AND DEAD. SHE IS NOT
THE FIRST AND SHE WILL NOT BE THE LAST. I LAY AWAKE NIGHTS THINKING ABOUT MY
NEXT VICTIM. MAYBE SHE WILL BE THE BEAUTIFUL BLOND THAT BABYSITS NEAR THE
LITTLE STORE AND WALKS DOWN THE DARK ALLEY EACH EVENING ABOUT SEVEN. OR MAYBE
SHE WILL BE THE SHAPELY BLUE EYED BROWNETT THAT SAID NO WHEN I ASKED HER FOR
A DATE IN HIGH SCHOOL. BUT MAYBE IT WILL NOT BE EITHER. BUT I SHALL CUT
OFF HER FEMALE PARTS AND DEPOSIT THEM FOR THE WHOLE CITY TO SEE. SO DON'T MAKE
IT TO EASY FOR ME. KEEP YOUR SISTERS, DAUGHTERS, AND WIVES OFF THE STREETS
AND ALLEYS. MISS BATES WAS STUPID. SHE WENT TO THE SLAUGHTER LIKE A LAMB. SHE
DID NOT PUT UP A STRUGGLE. BUT I DID. IT WAS A BALL. I FIRST CUT THE MIDDLE
WIRE FROM THE DISTRIBUTOR. THEN I WAITED FOR HER IN THE LIBRARY AND FOLLOWED
HER OUT AFTER ABOUT TWO MINUTS. THE BATTERY MUST HAVE BEEN ABOUT DEAD BY THEN
I THEN OFFERED TO HELP. SHE WAS THEN VERY WILLING TO TALK TO ME. I TOLD HER
THAT MY CAR WAS DOWN THE STREET AND THAT I WOULD GIVE HER A LIFT HOME. WHEN WE
WERE AWAY FROM THE LIBRARY WALKING, I SAID IT WAS ABOUT TIME. SHE ASKED ME
"ABOUT TIME FOR WHAT" I SAID IT WAS ABOUT TIME FOR HER TO DIE. I GRABBED HER
AROUND THE NECK WITH MY HAND OVER HER MOUTH AND MY OTHER HAND WITH A SMALL
KNIFE AT HER THROAT. SHE WENT VERY WILLINGLY. HER BREAST FELT WARM AND
FIRM UNDER MY HANDS, BUT ONLY ONE THING WAS ON MY MIND. MAKING HER PAY FOR THE
BRUSH OFFS THAT SHE HAD GIVEN ME DURING THE YEARS PRIOR. SHE DIED HARD. SHE
SQUIRMED AND SHOOK AS I CHOAKED HER, AND HER LIPS TWICHED. SHE LET OUT A SCREAM
ONCE AND I KICKED HER HEAD TO SHUT HER UP. I PLUNGED THE KNIFE INTO HER AND IT
BROKE. I THEN FINISHED THE JOB BY CUTTING HER THROAT. I AM NOT SICK. I AM
INSANE. BUT THAT WILL NOT STOP THE GAME. THIS LETTER SHOULD BE PUBLISHED FOR
ALL TO READ IT. IT JUST MIGHT SAVE THAT GIRL IN THE ALLEY. BUT THAT'S UP TO
YOU. IT WILL BE ON YOUR CONSCIENCE. NOT MINE. YES, I DID MAKE THAT CALL TO YOU
ALSO. IT WAS JUST A WARNING. BEWARE...I AM STALKING YOUR GIRLS NOW.

cut.
clean.
if red I
clean.
blood spurting,

dripping,

spilling;

all over her new
dress
oh well
it was red
anyway.
life draining into an
uncertain death.
she won't
die.
this time
someone ll find her.
just wait till
next time.

BATES HAD TO DIE THERE WILL BE MORE

Here is part of a cipher the
other 2 parts of this cipher are
being mailed to the editors of
the Vallejo Times and SF Examiner.
I want you to print this cipher
on the frunt page of your
paper. In this cipher is my identity.
If you do not print this cipher
by the afternoon of Fry. 1st of
Aug 69, I will go on a kill ram-
Page Fry. night. I will cruse
around all weekend killing lone
people in the night then move
on to kill again, untill I end
up with a dozen people over the weekend.

I like killing people because it is so much fun it is more fun than killing
wild game in the forrest because man is the most dangertue anamal of all to
kill something gives me the most thrilling efperence it is even better than
getting your rocks off with a girl the best part of it Is thae when I die I
will be reborn in paradice and all the I have killed will become my slaves I
will not give you my name because you will try to sloi down or stop my
collecting of slaves for my afterlife ebeo riet emeth hpiti

Dear Editor This is the murderer of the 2 teenagers last christmass at lake
herman + the girl on the 4th of july near the golf course in vallejo to prove i
killed them i shall state some facts which only i + the police know christmass
brand name of ammo super x 10 shots were fired the boy was on his back with his
feet to the car the girl was on her right side feet to the west girl was
wearing paterned slacks the boy was also shot in the knee brand name of ammo
was western

This is the Zodiac speaking.
In answer to your asking for more details about the good times I have had in
Vallejo, I shall be very happy to supply even more material. By the way, are
the police having a good time with the code? If not, tell them to cheer up;
when they do crack it, they will have me. On the 4th of July I did not open the
car door. The window was rolled down all ready. The boy was origionaly sitting
in the front seat when I began fireing. When I fired the first shot at his
head, he leaped backwards at the same time, thus spoiling my aim. He ended up
on the back seat then the floor in back thashing out very violently with his
legs; that's how I shot him in the knee. I did not leave the cene of the
killing with squealing tires + raceing engine as described in the Vallejo
paper. I drove away quite slowly so as not to draw attention to my car. The man
who told police that my car was brown was a negro about 40-45 rather shabbly
dressed. I was in this phone booth having some fun with the Vallejo cop when he
was walking by. When I hung the phone up the damn thing began to ring & that
drew his attention to me + my car. Last Christmass In that epasode the police
were wondering how I could shoot + hit my victims in the dark. They did not
openly state this, but implied this by saying it was a well lit night + I could
see silowets on the horizon. Bullshit that area is srounded by high hills +
trees. What I did was tape a small pencel flash light to the barrel of my gun.
If you notice, in the center of the beam of light if you aim it at a wall or
ceiling you will see a black or darck spot in the center of the circle of light
about 3 to 6 inches across. When taped to a gun barrel, the bullet will strike
in the center of the black dot in the light. All I had to do was spray them as
if it was a water hose; there was no need to use the gun sights. I was not
happy to see that I did not get front page coverage.

Dear Melvin
This is the Zodiac speaking I wish you a happy Christmass. The one thing I ask
of you is this, please help me. I cannot reach out because of this thing in me
won't let me. I am finding it extreamly dificult to keep in check I am afraid I
will loose control again and take my nineth + posibly tenth victom. Please help
me I am drownding. At the moment the children are safe from the bomb because it
is so massive to dig in & the trigger mech requires much work to get it
adjusted just right. But if I hold back too long from no nine I will loose all
controol of my self + set the bomb up. Please help me I can not remain in
control for much longer.

I hope you enjoy your selves when I have my Blast.
If you don't want me to have this blast you must do two things. 1 Tell everyone
about the bus bomb with all the details. 2 I would like to see some nice Zodiac
butons wandering about town. Every one else has these buttons like, black
power, Melvin eats bluber, etc. Well it would cheer me up considerably if I saw
a lot of people wearing my buton. Please no nasty ones like Melvin's

Thank you

This is the Zodiac speaking.
I have become very upset with the people of San Fran Bay Area. They have not
complied with my wishes for them to wear some nice buttons. I promised to
punish them if they did not comply, by anilating a full School Buss. But now
school is out for the summer, so I punished them in another way. I shot a man
sitting in a parked car with a .38.
The map coupled with this code will tell you where the bomb is set. You have
untill next Fall to dig it up.

I am rather unhappy because you people will not wear some nice Zodiac buttons.
So I now have a little list, starting with the woeman + her baby that I gave a
rather intersting ride for a couple howers one evening a few months back that
ended in my burning her car where I found them.

Being that you will not wear some nice buttons, how about wearing some nasty
buttons. Or any kind of buttons you can think up. If you do not wear any type
of buttons, I shall (on top of everything else) torture all 13 of my slaves
that I have waiting for me in Paradice. Some I shall tie over ant hills and
watch them scream + twich and squirm. Others shall have pine splinters driven
under their nails + then burned. Others shall be placed in cages + fed salt
beef untill they are gorged then I shall listen to their pleass for water and I
shall laugh at them. Others will hang by their thumbs + burn in the sun then I
will rub them down with deep heat to warm them up. Others I shall skin them
alive + let them run around screaming. And all billiard players I shall have
them play in a darkened dungen cell with crooked cues + Twisted Shoes. Yes I
shall have great fun inflicting the most delicious of pain to my slaves

You'll hate me, but I've got to tell you.
The pace isn't any slower! In fact it's just one big thirteenth

'Some of them fought it was horrible'

THERE ARE REPORTS city police pig cops are closeing in on me. Fk I'm
crackproof, What is the price tag now?

PARADICE
SLAVES

By Fire
By Gun
By Knife
By Rope

4-Teen

Like I have allways said, I am crack proof. If the Blue Meannies are evere
going to catch me, they had best get off their fat asses + do something.
Because the longer they fiddle + fart around, the more slaves I will collect
for my after life. I do have to give them credit for stumbling across my
riverside activity, but they are only finding the easy ones, there are a hell
of a lot more down there. The reason I'm writing to the Times is this, They
don't bury me on the back pages like some of the others.
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