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Sword and Scale

Episode 295

24 May 2025

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When 23-year-old Ellie Weik vanished from her West Chester, Ohio home on July 29, 2018, her journal entries and messages revealed a dangerous presence in her life. Over the course of a month, detectives unraveled a web of deception, catfishing, and stalking, all leading to someone she already knew.

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0.349 - 8.493 Interviewer

Sword and Scale contains adult themes and violence and is not intended for all audiences. Listener discretion is advised.

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12.455 - 18.138 Neighbor of Michael Strauss

What the? Crazy, I know, right? That's what I'm saying, man. It's just, it's kind of spooky stuff.

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23.021 - 65.79 Detective

It is spooky stuff, isn't it? We like spooky stuff around here, don't we? Sassholes. Hello! Happy Thursday! Welcome to your favorite podcast, Sword and Scale. Season 12, episode 295. The show that reveals that the worst monsters are real! Well, if you haven't checked out Zordon Scale TV, you know, I don't know what to tell you. We got one out right now that's pretty intense.

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66.39 - 150.483 Detective

And you might want to take a look if you're interested in the true crime genre. Because these things are... It takes a lot out of me to make one of these episodes. It really does. I mean... Wow. Wow. Imagine you're 23, living in a small town in godforsaken Ohio. Life here isn't exactly exciting, so you chase excitement wherever you can. Parties, festivals, raves. Do they still do raves?

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151.424 - 178.3 Detective

New faces and old acquaintances. Some days, you barely know half the people you're with. You smoke, of course. You dance, you draw. And for a few hours, you let the music drown everything out. You're a free spirit. But eventually, the music fades, the lights go off, and you're back in your bedroom. feeling that ache of deep loneliness that you just can't shake.

179.141 - 208.978 Detective

Your room is a mess, littered with sketches, collages, and little scraps of ideas that don't quite come together. You feel like an artist, but you live like a homeless person. The faint scent of weed lingers in the air, mingling with the smell of incense. Probably a few hints of patchouli as well. Gale, your gecko, is asleep in her tank. You write little reminders to love yourself and keep going.

209.739 - 222.888 Detective

I mean, somebody has to, even when you feel like you don't matter, which is becoming a more frequent occurrence. You scrawl big letters into a bullet journal, filling page after page after page.

223.589 - 226.571 Ellie Weik

Anyone that wants to date me wants to hurt themselves.

227.552 - 256.743 Detective

This is just how things are. You try not to think about it, but it's there. This feeling that you're not worthy of happiness or love. That somehow everyone you meet will leave you in the end. Weird. I thought I was the only one who felt that. It starts in January. One cold night, you're mindlessly scrolling, checking messages. You're used to chatting with people you know.

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