Janice Morgan

He conducted his own informal investigation, going through the fairgrounds and questioning everyone he could. Still, nobody knew anything about his daughter. Gary was devastated. And it wasn't just Christina's parents who were heartbroken. Her disappearance cast a shadow on the whole community.

He conducted his own informal investigation, going through the fairgrounds and questioning everyone he could. Still, nobody knew anything about his daughter. Gary was devastated. And it wasn't just Christina's parents who were heartbroken. Her disappearance cast a shadow on the whole community.

Esoton used to be a place where kids played in the streets, somewhere children could run around without supervision. Now everyone was on edge. Everyone wanted answers. But as the weeks turned into months, then years, it seems like they might never know what happened to Christina. Her case went cold, and slowly, the townspeople convinced themselves that her disappearance was a one-off event.

Esoton used to be a place where kids played in the streets, somewhere children could run around without supervision. Now everyone was on edge. Everyone wanted answers. But as the weeks turned into months, then years, it seems like they might never know what happened to Christina. Her case went cold, and slowly, the townspeople convinced themselves that her disappearance was a one-off event.

That is, until a second girl went missing. She was last seen in Lewiston, Idaho on June 26th, 1981. Lewiston is a bigger city than Esoton with a population of around 28,000, but both towns are in the Lewis-Clark Valley and what happens in one affects the other. That day, James Archibald was driving through Lewiston when something on the side of the road caught his eye.

That is, until a second girl went missing. She was last seen in Lewiston, Idaho on June 26th, 1981. Lewiston is a bigger city than Esoton with a population of around 28,000, but both towns are in the Lewis-Clark Valley and what happens in one affects the other. That day, James Archibald was driving through Lewiston when something on the side of the road caught his eye.

A young blonde woman sprawled out on the ground, apparently unconscious. Her bike was strewn to the side with the back wheel still spinning. Nearby, a van pulled over. It must have hit her. And the accident just happened because the driver was still getting out of his car. Archibald saw the driver head toward the young woman. He smiled at James as if to say, all's good here.

A young blonde woman sprawled out on the ground, apparently unconscious. Her bike was strewn to the side with the back wheel still spinning. Nearby, a van pulled over. It must have hit her. And the accident just happened because the driver was still getting out of his car. Archibald saw the driver head toward the young woman. He smiled at James as if to say, all's good here.

James considered stopping to help, but he kept driving. He figured he'd be more helpful calling 911, so he hurried home and called for help. He reported the accident to the 911 operator. Blonde biker, van, the driver around six feet tall, maybe 150 pounds. Paramedics rushed to the scene. When they got there, there was no woman, no man, no van, no bike, nothing.

James considered stopping to help, but he kept driving. He figured he'd be more helpful calling 911, so he hurried home and called for help. He reported the accident to the 911 operator. Blonde biker, van, the driver around six feet tall, maybe 150 pounds. Paramedics rushed to the scene. When they got there, there was no woman, no man, no van, no bike, nothing.

Authorities thought James made the story up, and they chewed him out for his so-called false report. But James held firm he knew what he saw. After the fact, he wished he'd stopped and done more. Now he had no idea what happened to the young woman or who she even was. The answer came a week later on the 4th of July. The fisherman was having a peaceful, pleasant day on the Snake River.

Authorities thought James made the story up, and they chewed him out for his so-called false report. But James held firm he knew what he saw. After the fact, he wished he'd stopped and done more. Now he had no idea what happened to the young woman or who she even was. The answer came a week later on the 4th of July. The fisherman was having a peaceful, pleasant day on the Snake River.

That was until he saw a garbage bag washed up on the shore, stuffed to the brim. The fisherman put down his rod, opened the bag, and found newspapers tightly wrapped around an object. He unraveled them and could not believe his eyes. On July 4, 1981, a fisherman enjoying his holiday on the Snake River found a washed-up garbage bag and opened it up.

That was until he saw a garbage bag washed up on the shore, stuffed to the brim. The fisherman put down his rod, opened the bag, and found newspapers tightly wrapped around an object. He unraveled them and could not believe his eyes. On July 4, 1981, a fisherman enjoying his holiday on the Snake River found a washed-up garbage bag and opened it up.

He pulled back newspapers to discover a young woman's dead body. He called the police, who raced to the river to investigate. Officers examined the remains, and they quickly realized it wasn't a whole body, just one part. The victim was dismembered. They scoured the river, and before long, they found five other bags, all with additional body parts, seemingly belonging to the same young woman.

He pulled back newspapers to discover a young woman's dead body. He called the police, who raced to the river to investigate. Officers examined the remains, and they quickly realized it wasn't a whole body, just one part. The victim was dismembered. They scoured the river, and before long, they found five other bags, all with additional body parts, seemingly belonging to the same young woman.

They brought them back to the lab for testing and eventually ID'd the victim, Kristen David. Kristen was a 22-year-old journalism major at the nearby University of Idaho. Her parents described her as a loving, responsible young woman who was especially close to her younger siblings. One of her favorite hobbies was bicycling. She'd go on rides for hours.

They brought them back to the lab for testing and eventually ID'd the victim, Kristen David. Kristen was a 22-year-old journalism major at the nearby University of Idaho. Her parents described her as a loving, responsible young woman who was especially close to her younger siblings. One of her favorite hobbies was bicycling. She'd go on rides for hours.

On the day she went missing, she was biking 40 miles from her school in Moscow, Idaho, to her hometown of Lewiston. When Kristen didn't show up for work, her family immediately knew something was wrong and reported her missing. However, the Lewiston police waited 48 hours to begin an official search.

On the day she went missing, she was biking 40 miles from her school in Moscow, Idaho, to her hometown of Lewiston. When Kristen didn't show up for work, her family immediately knew something was wrong and reported her missing. However, the Lewiston police waited 48 hours to begin an official search.