I had the misfortune of crossing paths with a serial killer…..Wayne Nance.
Wayne tortured small animals and offered them on an alter he built to worship satan.
“I had the misfortune of crossing paths with a serial killer…..Wayne Nance.”
I talked to Henry Lee Lucas two or three times. I worked at the hotel in Denton TX where he was staying when they arrested him. He would come down early for coffee. He was the only person I’ve ever talked to that I wished I had a pistol when he was in the room. He just had a really creepy, sicko vibe.