You Might Think I'm Crazy

I've been going crazy lately. Lack of sleep, maybe. I still stay up at night. I still try to contact the spirits. I realize that only they can help and they want to. They want justice. They deserve it. They were the ones the cracked it.

I asked David and Betty Lou to help. I got this: 'Please help me use this and I can help you.'


Then I got: 'use mail decode the last code.' The code they referred to is: http://www.zodiackiller.com/340Cipher.html


I got: 


" I delivered the weak so that they can make me strong and nobody can catch me. First ask yourselves this question: could you ever link me to those people? Probably not because I am deciding who lives and who dies. Make your decisions. Start looking for the clues I left you. Not that you will find them. Take a look at yourselves. You call yourselves detectives. Lake Berryessa could be the only answer. Remember that I said that. Try again."


I got this from them. They wanted to help and I'll ask for their help again. 


If this is in fact what the code says, and it's taken over 40 years to figure it out... 


I'm not writing this to say: hey look at me! I'm writing it because those kids died all those years ago and the person who killed them made it into some sick game. It's not a game. Those kids can't grow up and have kids of their own. They had a future and their futures went unfulfilled. They want to reach out and be heard any way that they can. If I can help them, why not? 


I don't want to be known or remembered for it. That's not why I'm doing this. I want to know what really happened. If I can help them tell me in their own words. If it's anything. It's worth thinking about.


Also, it would help the skeptics start to believe. But that is way beside the point. 


I'll see what tomorrow brings.