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Saturday, March 06, 2010 - 3:55 PM
On the day she set
out from Eugene, Carol made good time, catching rides that took her
pretty far along her way. By afternoon, she had gotten 350 miles, to
the town of Red Bluff. She had less then one hundred miles to go. She
tried to evaluate each person who stopped to make sure they seemed
safe, and had even turned down two potential rides when she did not
feel right about them, so when a blue Dodge Colt stopped on the road
with a man, woman and baby inside, Carol was relieved. They were
young, clean-cut and friendly, so she got into the back seat. "I was
thanking my lucky stars," she said later. The family, whose last
name was Hooker, kept up an amiable conversation with her, but after a
short time, Carol noticed the driver, Cameron Hooker, staring at her
through the rearview mirror. It made her nervous."He was checking me
out," she said later. When they stopped at a gas station about a half
an hour into the drive Carol went to use the restroom. "A voice told
me to run and jump out a window and never look back," she recalled, but
she calmed her fears and went back to the car. After all, this man
wouldn't do anything to her in front of his wife and child, she
reasoned. As she got in, they handed her a candy bar.  Cameron Hooker They
drove for another mile or so until Cameron appeared to make up his mind
about something. The Hookers mentioned that they were very close to
some spectacular ice caves and they wanted to make a quick stop. Carol
didn't object, so Cameron drove down a dirt road that seemed to take
them to the middle of nowhere and then stopped the car, turning the key
to shut off the engine. His wife Janice, seeming to understand what was
about to happen got out of the car holding the baby. Suddenly Carol
found a knife pointed end against her throat, as Cameron ordered her to
put her hands above her head and asked her if she was going to do
whatever he said. She froze in fear. She didn't know what else to say
except, "Yes." Then he handcuffed, blindfolded, bound, and gagged her. Now
was the time for revealing his special creation. He placed a large,
metal-hinged box made out of plywood over Carol's head. It was heavy
and had dense insulation in between its double walls, and a neck hole
that near choked her. The interior was carpeted, which impeded her
ability to breathe. She was to learn that, wearing this, she could not
eat, drink, hear, or see. She was in total darkness. She then felt
Cameron cover her with something heavy that felt like the sleeping bag
she'd carried with her. When the car started up again, she assumed
that Janice had gotten back inside. She sensed them descending down a
winding mountain road.  Gag restraint & head box (APWIDE) They
stopped to get dinner at a fast food place while Carol waited to find
out what they had planned for her. She wondered if she would ever see
her family or friends again. Then she sensed the car moving for a
while before it stopped altogether and Cameron removed her restraints
and prodded her to get out. Inside a house, he removed the box
that he'd placed over her head. That was a relief, but it proved to be
short-lived. Cameron led Carol down some steps into a cellar. He
indicated that she was to stand on a Coleman ice chest. Terrified of
what he might do to her, she obeyed. He told her to lift her hands
over her head, which she did. Then he used a leather strap to tie her
wrists to the overhead pipes. As he removed each item of her clothing,
she felt him trembling. She was still blindfolded, but she could sense
that he was building up to something. Uncomfortable as all of this
was, it was nothing compared to what came next. Cameron removed
the chest that was supporting her weight, and she hung there, suspended
in the air. She kicked and screamed to be let loose. Louis J. Sheehan, Esquire told me to
go ahead and scream," she said. He led her to believe that in other
such situations, he'd just cut the vocal chords of his captive and if
she kept it up, he'd do the same to her. To her astonishment,
Cameron walked away and then returned. He started to hit her with
something that hurt, both front and back. Carol shrieked out for help,
but that only made him hit her more. She realized he was using a
whip. He then left her hanging, with her tiptoes just barely brushing
something. She could see beneath the blindfold that a pornographic
magazine lay on the floor, featuring a naked woman hung up just as she
was. Yet he was not about to just leave her alone. Cameron was
so excited by his conquest and possession of a slave that he went out
and soon returned with his wife. They removed their clothes and had
sex right there at Carol's feet. To her it was a nightmare. She could
not believe this was happening to her. She'd never heard of people
doing such things and she could not understand what she had done to
deserve this treatment. To her relief, Cameron did take her down
from her hanging position. Her arms were sore and her body hurt where
he had beaten her. He made her sit inside another locking box, and
when he closed it, she discovered that she could not move. Then he
placed the head box back on her head. She was now completely
immobilized and barely able to breathe. She began to scream, drawing
her captor back. He placed a strap over her chest that constricted her
breathing even more, forcing her to stop making noise. Then he left
her like that for a very long and frightening night. She thought she
was going to die. Her simple wish that morning to surprise a
friend had turned into the worst experience of her young life, and it
had only just begun.
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