“There were times at the prison when I felt enveloped in the charisma of his madness. He fascinated me like a snake coiled on a rock, a black, palpable malignancy. There was a cold, poisonous luster in Bundy’s unguarded gaze. I had heard about it before I met him, but I was unprepared for its effect. When his “entity” retreated, a softer blue came into Ted’s eyes. His irises cleared and his pupils constricted. His expression went from sinister to mild in a moment.” – Stephen Michaud

Stephen Michaud : “He fascinated me like a snake coiled on a rock.”

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