Alaina Urquhart

But Nilsen ended up on top of him again.

And unfortunately, Holmes was no match for his very much adult attacker.

And with a minute or two, he lost consciousness again.

Aware that he could wake up at any moment now, Nilsen went to the kitchen and filled a bucket with water.

He returned to the other room, dragged Stephen over to the bucket on the floor and held him by his hair, pushing his head under the water and held it there until he couldn't see bubbles anymore.

This is brutal.

Once Stephen was dead, Nilsen dragged his body over to a chair and propped him up in a seat.

And then he said, I just sat there shaking, trying to think clearly about what I had just done.

Ew.

Ew.

All the while, he was fully expecting a knock at the door, certain that someone had traced Stephen back to his apartment.

When a few days passed, and he's kept Stephen's body, and that no one ever came, Nilsen's anxiety eased.

And he said there appeared to be no reports in the paper of the missing boy or the usual public anxiety that followed the disappearance of a child.

It was only then that it occurred to Dennis that he'd gotten away with it.

Yeah, that's not good.

With the act of murder now behind him and the natural process of decomposition having set in, Dennis grew disinterested in the body of his former guest and concluded that he needed to get rid of it.

At first, he thought it would be easiest to disarticulate the limbs and break down the body by boiling it.

So he went so far as to buy a large electric carving knife and a stock pot for this purpose.

But when he got home, it occurred to him that that was going to be pretty arduous, that task.

This is so gnarly.