On a brisk autumn night deep down In Mississippi, Robert Allen, a basketball player for the University of Mississippi, discovered that his boyfriend, is a murderer who had carried out some of the most ghastly crimes ever committed in the United Sta...
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I was minding my own business... I was in my dorm room, on the campus of Mississippi State University. I had no one, I was lonely. I had broken up with my boyfriend last week, and I have ignored all his pleas since then. On top of that, Iverson has gone missing, and no one knows where he is... He has practically dropped from the face of the earth. I had no one... As I lay in my bed and scrolled through Netflix, trying to find something to catch my attention, there was a forceful knock at the door and a deep voice screamed "OPEN UP!" Suddenly, fear washed all over my body... I shook as I tried to stand up and walk over to the entrance of my dorm room. Suddenly, I started hearing people outside of my window chant "Get him outta here! We dont wanna live in fear!" I was appalled by how quickly everything happened. Just as I opened the door, I was grabbed by two big muscular white police officers, they grabbed me by my arms and I handcuffed me... I was soooo fucking confused... Just as I was about to speak and ask a question, I was read my Miranda rights...
"Bishop Campbell, you are under arrest for the murders of Jevoski Jackson, Kayvon Dickens, Jeffery Simms, Erick Perry, Jeremiah Blanton, Stephan Sanders, Kamari Johnson, Armand Walker, Anton Washington, and Terrence Wilson. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have a right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you."
"We finally got him yall! We finally got the Mississippi Mutilator yall!" one of the other cops screamed down the hallway with a thick southern accent. The people in the hallway began to cheer.
