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Authors: Bill Wallace
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work as a security guard. When he was arrested, he was employed by the Manpower Services Commission.
He had moved into the Melrose Avenue flat with David Gallichan who was ten years younger than Nilsen. They did not have a homosexual relationship, but when Gallichan tired of London and moved out, Nilsen was devastated. He felt betrayed and very lonely. It was a desperate loneliness would lead to the murders of fifteen young men.
On 30 December 1978, a year after the departure of Gallichan, Nilsen was drinking in the Cricklewood Arms where he befriended a young man. The two went back to Nilsen’s flat and Nilsen and he climbed into bed together. The next morning, Nilsen realised with a sense of deep dread that the boy would be leaving soon after he woke up and after spending Christmas on his own, it would mean a solitary New Year for him. He strangled the boy with a tie but after a brief struggle he was still alive. Nilsen filled a bucket with water in the kitchen and, placing the semi-conscious boy on some chairs, dangled his head into the bucket and drowned him.
He carried the body into the bathroom and washed it, something that would become a signature of his killings. Returning to the bedroom, he put him to bed. Later, he went out to buy an electric carving knife and a large cooking pot but, unable initially to carve up the body which he actually found quite beautiful, he dressed it in clean clothes and underwear, laid it on the floor and went to sleep.
When he awoke, he ate some dinner and watched television. He thought about how he was going to dispose of the body and came up with an idea. He lifted the carpet, prized loose some floorboards and tried to slide it into the cavity under the floor. Rigor mortis had set in by this time, however, and he had to wait a while, with the body stood up against the wall, before it was again flexible enough to force into the space.
A week later, becoming curious, he lifted the floorboards, taking the decomposing body out again. It was a little dirty, so he gave it a wash, washing himself afterwards in the same water as he had used for the corpse. He became very aroused and masturbated over it. Then, he once again slid it into the space, nailed down the floorboards and tacked down the carpet. The body would remain there for seven months before Nilsen took it out into the garden and burned it, throwing pieces of rubber into the flames to conceal the rancid smell of burning flesh.
This young man, unknown at the time, turned out to be fourteen-year-old Stephen Dean Holmes who had been on his way home from a concert when he encountered Nilsen in the Cricklewood Arms. His identity would only become known in 2006, when in November of that year Nilsen confessed to his murder in an extraordinary letter sent from his prison cell to the Evening Standard .
When, in November 1979, Nilsen tried to strangle a young Chinese man in his flat, his intended victim escaped and actually reported the attack to the police. When officers arrived to question Nilsen about the incident, Nilsen told them that the Chinese man had been trying to ‘rip him off’. They let it go and left him free to find other victims.
The next was twenty-three-year-old holidaying Canadian, Kenneth Ockendon who Nilsen also met in a pub, the Princess Louise in High Holborn, around 3 December 1979. They went back to the Melrose Avenue flat where they ate a meal. Later. as Ockendon listened to some music through headphones, Nilsen felt rejected and became angry. He strangled the Canadian with a flex and then sat down, put the headphones on and listened to music for hours. He washed the body before putting it to bed and lying beside it. In the morning, as he had to go to work, he stuffed the body in a cupboard.
The following day, he photographed it in various positions before climbing into bed and having sex with it. Like the last one, he slipped it under the floorboards but would, when he felt lonely, get it out and sit it
He had moved into the Melrose Avenue flat with David Gallichan who was ten years younger than Nilsen. They did not have a homosexual relationship, but when Gallichan tired of London and moved out, Nilsen was devastated. He felt betrayed and very lonely. It was a desperate loneliness would lead to the murders of fifteen young men.
On 30 December 1978, a year after the departure of Gallichan, Nilsen was drinking in the Cricklewood Arms where he befriended a young man. The two went back to Nilsen’s flat and Nilsen and he climbed into bed together. The next morning, Nilsen realised with a sense of deep dread that the boy would be leaving soon after he woke up and after spending Christmas on his own, it would mean a solitary New Year for him. He strangled the boy with a tie but after a brief struggle he was still alive. Nilsen filled a bucket with water in the kitchen and, placing the semi-conscious boy on some chairs, dangled his head into the bucket and drowned him.
He carried the body into the bathroom and washed it, something that would become a signature of his killings. Returning to the bedroom, he put him to bed. Later, he went out to buy an electric carving knife and a large cooking pot but, unable initially to carve up the body which he actually found quite beautiful, he dressed it in clean clothes and underwear, laid it on the floor and went to sleep.
When he awoke, he ate some dinner and watched television. He thought about how he was going to dispose of the body and came up with an idea. He lifted the carpet, prized loose some floorboards and tried to slide it into the cavity under the floor. Rigor mortis had set in by this time, however, and he had to wait a while, with the body stood up against the wall, before it was again flexible enough to force into the space.
A week later, becoming curious, he lifted the floorboards, taking the decomposing body out again. It was a little dirty, so he gave it a wash, washing himself afterwards in the same water as he had used for the corpse. He became very aroused and masturbated over it. Then, he once again slid it into the space, nailed down the floorboards and tacked down the carpet. The body would remain there for seven months before Nilsen took it out into the garden and burned it, throwing pieces of rubber into the flames to conceal the rancid smell of burning flesh.
This young man, unknown at the time, turned out to be fourteen-year-old Stephen Dean Holmes who had been on his way home from a concert when he encountered Nilsen in the Cricklewood Arms. His identity would only become known in 2006, when in November of that year Nilsen confessed to his murder in an extraordinary letter sent from his prison cell to the Evening Standard .
When, in November 1979, Nilsen tried to strangle a young Chinese man in his flat, his intended victim escaped and actually reported the attack to the police. When officers arrived to question Nilsen about the incident, Nilsen told them that the Chinese man had been trying to ‘rip him off’. They let it go and left him free to find other victims.
The next was twenty-three-year-old holidaying Canadian, Kenneth Ockendon who Nilsen also met in a pub, the Princess Louise in High Holborn, around 3 December 1979. They went back to the Melrose Avenue flat where they ate a meal. Later. as Ockendon listened to some music through headphones, Nilsen felt rejected and became angry. He strangled the Canadian with a flex and then sat down, put the headphones on and listened to music for hours. He washed the body before putting it to bed and lying beside it. In the morning, as he had to go to work, he stuffed the body in a cupboard.
The following day, he photographed it in various positions before climbing into bed and having sex with it. Like the last one, he slipped it under the floorboards but would, when he felt lonely, get it out and sit it
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