By adolescence, Richard had turned away from school and family, finding comfort in the chaos of the streets. A horrifying encounter with a relative exposed him to graphic violence, leaving deep psychological scars. As he descended into drug use and petty crime, his fascination with darkness grew stronger. In the early 1980s, he drifted to California, where his obsessions finally turned lethal. Between 1984 and 1985, his reign of terror gripped the nation, and when he was captured, the world came to know him as “The Night Stalker.” Convicted of multiple murders, he died in 2013—his life a haunting testament to how trauma can forge monsters.
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