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The original was posted on /r/truescarystories by /u/DaMastaPlayz on 2024-08-29 12:00:50+00:00.

This is a story my mother told me this few months ago.

It was about my grandparents who were at a party , also attending the party was a murderer who has killed around 5 people in the span of his life.

Anyway at some point beer ran out at the party and they wanted to get new beer . The murderer asked my grandmother if he wanted to grab some beer with her ( the murderer was known for always carrying around an axe and killing women, he also went to some of the same classes as my grandpa) my grandma first said sure and went to ask my grandpa for allowance if she can go with him. My grandpa first said sure and they wanted to go grab beer … but in the last few instances before leaving the party my grandma told him that he changed her mind and didn’t want to go anymore. While they were on the party he was not on his last victim ( in the meaning of he hasn’t killed all the victims he has to this date).

When i brought this up to my grandma she said that she had a super weird feeling about that him and felt unsafe in his presence.

(english isn’t my native language so sorry for some poor phrasing)

this story took place in Europe in i think 1975 or sometime around that