Yipes...I remember the hillside strangler spree. It was scarry. I was a teenager and had car trouble on the 170 fwy nearing Griffith Park during that time- it was tense! Years later, in the summer of 1990 I was using a phone booth right off the Golden State(5) Fwy, in Arleta Ca.-in the east San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles County- at a gas station next to the Osborne st sth bound exit. I had been using a pay phone to reach a friend for directions but got a busy signal. so while waiting to try the call again I had started cleaning out my car when I felt an eerie chill when I took some trash to the can near the front of my car. I turned to look in the direction it came from when I saw 4 men grouped in a sort of huddle about 18- 20 ft away, they were beside a gas pump where the passenger door of a yellow van was open. they were the only people near visible in the rear side of the serve yourself station that was just starting to growing darker and I realised I could not be seen be seen by the attendant as the booth which faced the opposite direction with only a front window., I was midway between the payphone and my car when I saw felt that something was wrong, I heard a reference to me that felt evil and without being obvious looked over and tried to hear what was being said when the tall one that the other 3 were all listening to,(the one that looked just like actor Brian )turned and looked right at me with piercing eyes so souless. I wasn't shocked by the viciousness in them and it was odd that allk of them looked at me but 3 quickly looked away as if guilty but the tall one sent a bone chilling vibe that conveyed a real and present danger. This confirmed the source of 'that 'feeling' and just as he looked back at them- without any word or gesture
all of the other 3 men turned
at the same time and again looked- in unison, while the tall 1 spoke, they listened & seemed to be sizing me up-
just as a pack of wolves would size up prey
-and even though it might sound like i may have been paranoid and imagining it- I
know now as I knew then that whatever they were up to- had
plans for me 
and it was Nothing Nice. This sizing up on both parts all took place over just a moment -but I instinctively sensed that I had to pretend to not notice- as prey, I sensed that any sign of fear or alarm from me would trigger something that I was not ready for
, although my car door was open and only 3 1/2 to 4 ft from me and my ability to 'get away' still seemed entirely possible, my windows were both down in my 2 door Camaro and if it turned into a race- they were all within 15 ft and I had to go the few feet to my car, get in and start my car and back up
toward them to get out of the parking place and the danger...
) So to 'buy time' I had to appear oblivious
and remove the challenge and urgency that my noticing them had established and I had to seem oblivious to the glimpse of evil I'd seen in these predators. So I started talking to a dial tone as if caught up in a conversation waving my hands expressively to appear totally uninterested in them and more importantly unaware of they're focus on me, it worked -
as I listened to them instead while appearing to be listening to my supposed friend - while I nodded and pretended to write down things on a page I tore from the phone book and Watched Them through my hair as I continuing to portray
that I was leaning into the payphone stall, animating my body language to appear that I was fully ingrossed in listening to hear my phone call over the noise of the fwy -
all leaned in head down and looking at them through my hair
...while in reality I was watching & listening to them
, I could see that they were under the impression that they were not of interest to me and were not in an immediate hurry to carry out the plan which I was gathering the frightening details of, from the directing of the leader, the tall 1, now moved to passenger in the van,as he had handed the keys to the guy that had been the vans passenger when they pulled in
- his motioning definitly implied that the 2 in the toyota should block my car in from the rear and the van would pull up on my driver door side - where I believe I was to be Put Into The Van by one or both of the van & or Toyota passengers
and then the Toyota passenger could then drive my car away...and the van passenger presumably could subdue me
as I was kidnapped...
to God knows what fate
and I remember realising just how easily it could be done
- just like that
- I could have dissapeared But my survival instincts had reacted succesfully into an act of obliviousness they had allowed me some time with them relaxed enough to wait for me to walk into a trap... and they lurked going over their 'plan' getting obvious with hand motions and remarks that my ears shielded from the freeway noise by the payphones siding I could hear them getting louder than they realised while communicating out in the open noise of the busy Fwy on-ramp WoW-I was frEAKed oUt by the Ominous Reality
A primal survival instinct took over and I then knew I Definitly Had to Get Out Of There-
as 2 of them were already walking to the the Toyota which was only 6-8ft away from the payphone-AND ME-with the freeway right behind the gas station, dusk turning to night
the street lights had not come on yet, I felt the danger, So I feigned that the operater was asking for coin deposits &
mimed as if I was just hurrying to get some change and loudly said 'Hold On- if we get cut off Ill Call Back!' and I left the reciever hanging and jogged to my car, this alarmed all
4 men
and things shifted immediatley
- the passenger from the Toyota abrubtly turned toward me before the driver had got into the car and took a few steps toward my car and stood in a ready stance as if 'in position' to do
something .... I Knew I had to Get Out Of There Right Away- but as they were moving too, the Toyota 'passenger' was within 5-6 ft of the open passenger window of my car as I jogged to the farther driver side.... when I got in- all in one motion I turned the key- leaving the door open- and revved as I dropped it into reverse
and just as I was about to put it in drive -the Toyota was pulling up fast on my left trying to cut me off with its driver door open
- so without applying the brake I put it in drive and screeched foreward about 15 ft to the driveway-the door slammed itself shut-and I locked it and rolled up my window
I leaned over to Lock The Passenger door- going far right to where one tire went off the curb and caused the traffic that was moving into the onramp lane to brake and veer to make sure to avoid me
- but being mostly drivers going home from a long hot workday they were aggressive and didn't let me in -so I had to stop.. - I could hear angry yelling as I was rolling up the passenger window-
I was still stopped
for traffic but I felt safer- so I looked back and the van was now pulled into the area where my car had been- with the tall 1 outwalking back toward the Toyota -arms up yelling at the 2 guys both out of the car
He Looked Furious and I clearly heard him yell
"YoU DumB Mother F-cker's! YoU LeT HeR GeT AwAY!!"
the men just looked sheepish and I only knew that I Wanted AwAY from this evil that would have defiled and killed me. I witnessed the Thompson twin's perverse leadership over 3 others to do do what I can not even imagine- I KNOW THIS, I SAW AND FELT IT, Anyone there would have no doubt either. I Would NOT Be Alive if I had been taken by them.
As soon as I had the opportunity to get out onto Osborne st. I took it
I Still Wish I had Gotten the plate #'s
but I was just So Glad To Be Away. I did stop at the Foothill Div police station and gave descriptions but they couldn't really do anything with the info- though they felt my fear and did have a car go there but they were gone.
It is frightening
to think What would have happened if I had not payed attention to my instincts-or had been distracted that day...or If that tall dominant 1 had not been so bold to show his evil....
The mere opportunity seized upon by sociopathic predators is creepy to ponder. I've often given solemn prayer for all those that it has has gone the other way for- the unfortunate souls
their lives cut short by deviants to suffer unknown horrors. Abused, tortured and desicrated leaving loved ones to suffer to some degree till their own end... I think maybe any murderer should be responsible for determining his or her fate- a decision to cause a death should be measured as that persons choice for the reaction to their action. on not even knowing if
My question is this- Q) Have any actor 'lookalikes' been implicated in crimes or attempted ones?? I swear the tall1 is Brian Thompsons identical twin.
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Sociopaths Among Us Is A Very Scarry Reality
