It was a day like any other day in the police force. We would get calls for help, and spend time talking to the victims and writing reports out about what happened. To no ones surprise the day began with a call from a woman that claimed to be the victim of a serial killer. We got the address and immediately went to her home and found her sobbing uncontrollable as she set in the living room.My partner was a younger man and not as accustomed to the these type of events as me, so I did most the talking. "What is wrong mam?" She looked up and began to speak, "I am so glad to see you, I only hope it is not to late." This puzzled me a bit, "to late for what?" She cleared her tears and started to explain what was happening ... "About two years ago we met this man who was coming through town, he said he was here to save us and to put us on a path for greatness. I did not pay much attention, but my husband ate it up word for word. Soon he was changing his life to please this man, from the way we ate to the way we spoke. The man would come in and out of our life from time to time, always wanting and demanding something. Yet he never really gave us anything. My husband somehow got it in his mind that this man was responsible for everything we had. We would get money, and he said this man caused it. We had something bad happen, and he said it was because we did not please this man. It went on and on like that for years. My husband even threatened to leave me once, if I ever spoke against this man in anyway to him again. A few months back I hired a private investigator to look into this man and his past, since we never really knew much about him before we met. Last week he showed up with a report on this man that was beyond belief. It seems this man had been doing these sort of controlling things all over the world. He found evidence of him convincing a man to kill thousands of people with the jaw bone of a ox. We found evidence of him throwing a house servant to a mob to be rapped and cut to pieces. He had even traveled to small countries and caused wars that killed thousands. He set back and watched people kill children, without stopping them. He set back and watched people starve, without feeding them. He even started using names for himself like ANGER and JEALOUSY, and yet people followed him even more and dedicated their lives to his service. We even found records that he once promised some land for his people, and to make them get it he dropped them off hundreds of miles from the location and made them walk for years across a desert to get the land he promised them in the first place and simply told them they had not earned it yet. When they got there, it was already owned by someone else. So he made them kill the owners and claim the land for themselves. The list went on and on, and he seemed so proud of his actions that he left records of it everywhere and expected people to read from it daily." T he lady then began to sob some more. My partner set down with her and put his arm on her shoulder, "Mam, we really need to know more about why you called us here, if you want us to help. So far you have mentioned things this man did in the past, and that your husband follows him. We need to know what is happening now to make you call for our assistance. I assure you, we will do what ever we can to get this man brought to justice for the things he has done." The woman by this point had her head in her hands and was shaking in fear. She pulled herself together, as she knew she needed to get help. She pulled a piece of paper out from her purse and started to explain, " This morning when I woke up, I found this on the bed where my husband was sleeping. It says that he has taken my only son to the mountains and that he is going to sacrifice him to please this man. According to the letter, it says that the man asked him do to this in order to show him that we were truly faithful to him and worthy of his friendship." She then handed the paper to me and I read it over in my head. Sure enough, there is was. A letter explaining how her husband was going to sacrifice their son on a mountain top, at the request of this man she mentioned. I felt a sudden illness in my stomach. How could someone do such a thing, knowing what hardships this man had put on so many people in the past. How could they follow someone with such ANGER inside them. We took some more notes from the woman, and then my partner and I went back to the ca r to call it in. I picked up the microphone and called dispatch, "We need to put a all points bulletin out on this man that is terrorizing people across the world." Dispatch came back, "What is his name, we need an exact spelling." I looked through my notes, "The lady here says he spelt his name J E H O V A H!"