When murderers strike, most think a quick getaway is the smartest play. Yet a handful of felons have taken the unsettling route of doing something truly creepy with the bodies they left behind. The following 10 creepy things reveal how these killers tried to outsmart the police, keep the dead close, or simply indulge in grotesque creativity.
10 Creepy Things Unveiled
10 Her Son Was Close By
Out of London in 1946, a tragic tale emerged involving Mrs. Berresford, a landlady who rented rooms to lodgers. Her 19‑year‑old son, Harry, a soldier, visited one day and encountered Sheminant, a lodger who seemed to think the house belonged to him. Something went terribly wrong, and Harry vanished without a trace.
When the weeks turned into months, Harry was listed as a deserter, but his mother refused to accept that fate. She suspected he might be hiding somewhere in the house, especially since Sheminant kept the bedroom door locked, barring her entry.
Two months later, Mrs. Berresford forced the door open, only to find a loose floorboard. She pried it up, slipped her hand inside, and felt something that might have been a knee. Subsequent visits revealed a foul odor, and finally the dreadful truth emerged. She alerted the authorities, leading to Sheminant’s arrest, murder charge, and trial.
9 Neatly Cut And Wrapped
In the early 1900s, a murder committed by a woman shocked the public, as society struggled to reconcile femininity with such brutality. In 1915, Mrs. Mary Pamais let a crippled peddler, Michael Weinstein, into her apartment while her husband was away. Weinstein threatened to expose intimate letters, driving Pamais into a panic that culminated in murder.
Instead of fleeing or discarding the corpse, Pamais dragged the body into her bedroom and concealed it inside a box‑style couch. That very night, after her husband returned, the couple slept in the very room where the body lay hidden.
The following day, while her husband was out, Pamais retrieved the corpse, dismembered it into small pieces, wrapped each fragment neatly in newspaper, and returned the bundles to the couch. She even arranged for a new trunk to transport the remains, but her husband soon discovered the horror, implored her to surrender, and within three days she confessed at a police station, detailing every gruesome step.
8 In The Cupboard
Dr. Pierre Bougrat ran a respectable medical practice in Marseilles in 1925, but personal debts and a tangled love life led him down a dark path. After divorcing his first wife—herself a doctor’s daughter—and marrying another, his spending spiraled, and he began writing bad checks.
Among his patients was Jacques Rumede, a young man who vanished after a visit. Another woman claimed Bougrat tried to poison her after she loaned him money. When police finally moved to arrest him for the bad checks, they searched his office and found an odd damp patch on a wall.
Peeling back the wallpaper revealed a concealed cupboard. Inside fell the body of Jacques Rumede, his wallet—supposedly containing a large sum—gone. Bougrat’s flimsy excuse was that Rumede had asked for a loan, he stepped away briefly, and returned to find him dead, prompting him to hide the corpse behind paper. Further investigation linked him to the murders of a cook, an American bar manager, and a hospital nurse.
7 The Telltale Stench
Fred Eschle, a drunk ex‑convict from St. Paul, Minnesota, lived a life of theft and desperation. In 1908, he murdered a ragpicker inside the victim’s shack, blasting the man’s head clean off with a shotgun and pocketing $70.
Instead of disposing of the corpse, Eschle buried the body beneath the shack’s floorboards, then made himself comfortable—eating the dead man’s food and sleeping in the same building, the body literally under his feet.
Neighbors grew suspicious, and while Eschle was away, police raided the shack, uncovering the hidden body. He was apprehended and confessed, claiming intoxication lessened his responsibility. The stolen money, however, was quickly pilfered by a pickpocket while Eschle was still drunk.
6 Molten Lead
Pierre Voirbo, known to acquaintances as an eccentric, turned monstrous in 1869. Deep in debt, he borrowed a hefty sum from Mr. Bodasse and, unable to repay, invited Bodasse to his Paris apartment for coffee. Upon arrival, Voirbo struck the man with a flat iron, slit his throat, and dissected the body, dumping parts into a nearby well.
To thwart identification, Voirbo seized the decapitated head, poured molten lead into the mouth and ears, and sank the grotesque remains at the bottom of the Seine.
Eventually caught, Voirbo confessed, and rumors suggested he might have been responsible for as many as ten prior murders. While awaiting trial, he slit his own throat with a knife concealed inside a loaf of bread, ending his own life.
5 Self‑Defense?
Mrs. Winnie Ruth Judd vanished from police sight for five days after two women were found murdered in 1931. Unbeknownst to authorities, she hid among coffins in an undertaker’s shop, surviving on meager rations until fear drove her to surrender to Los Angeles police.
According to Judd, a night of partying turned violent when one of the women shot her hand. She wrestled the gun away, then shot both women. Rather than call the police, she dismembered the victims, placed their parts into two travel trunks, and, disguised, booked the trunks onto the Southern Pacific railway.
Her story, whether true or not, never led her to turn herself in immediately; instead, she was eventually captured and faced justice for the brutal act.
4 Sewn In Place
In 1909 near Dungog, New South Wales, a passerby discovered a bulky bag in a creek. Upon inspection, it turned out to be a dead body concealed within cement bags sewn together and wrapped in a blanket.
The victim, a middle‑aged laborer, wore only a flannel undershirt. His head had been smashed with a pick, his jaw broken, and his throat sliced ear‑to‑ear. Arms and legs were mutilated, and the skeleton was broken so the body could be doubled, sewn into the blanket, then packed into the cement bags.
Police eventually identified the man and, after interviewing witnesses, tracked down the alleged murderer responsible for this macabre packaging.
3 Left In A Cloakroom
In 1924, 21‑year‑old Charles Travis was vacationing in London with his wife and their ten‑month‑old son, Dean. The infant’s incessant crying kept the couple awake, prompting a doctor’s visit. Travis claimed Dean had scarlet fever; the doctor diagnosed only a mild skin irritation.
After three weeks of sleepless nights, Travis finally snapped. He entered Dean’s room, covered the baby’s mouth, squeezed his nose shut, and pressed down on the windpipe until the child stopped breathing.
He then placed the lifeless body into a kitbag, boarded a train to Birmingham, deposited the bag in a cloakroom under a false name, and returned to London. That evening, he sent a telegram to his parents claiming Dean died of scarlet fever. The landlady, noticing the sudden silence, alerted police. After investigation, Travis confessed, was tried, acquitted of murder, but convicted of manslaughter and sentenced to five years’ penal servitude.
2 Bagged
In 1905, Mr. Crawford, a channel guard in Girgarree, Victoria, discovered a bran bag floating in an irrigation channel. Inside lay dismembered human remains, prompting an immediate police response.
The torso was clad in two shirts and had been eviscerated; the head was severed, and both legs had been cut off at the thighs. Forensic analysis suggested the remains had been submerged for roughly two months.
With no identification possible in 1905, authorities presumed the victim might have been a former resident of the Waranga Basin. The mysterious case was handed over to the local coroner for further examination.
1 First He Whacked Her With A Hammer
James Hazelton, living in New Haven, Connecticut, found himself in a heated argument with his wife in 1909. After a bitter exchange, his wife drew a gun, wounding his hand. Hazelton wrestled the weapon away, then struck her over the head with a hammer, rendering her unconscious.
Seizing the moment, he plunged a knife into her, ensuring she was dead. He then crammed her corpse into a large trunk, slept atop it for several nights, and finally covered the trunk with a quilt before fleeing.
Hazelton was later apprehended in New York City, where he confessed, stating, “Yes, I killed her because we could not get along together.”