The Wild Man


Bonnie M. Wells

Date of dream - January 5th, 1992

Dreamer - Gemini 13 / JKS

Dream title & interpretation by

Bonnie M. Wells

***The "Wild Man" Dream***

Dreamer watches in horror as a wild eyed man with shaggy, gray hair chases me through a house trailer.

His arms are outstretched and his fingers clutch at the air only inches behind me as I run through the trailer, screaming in terror.

The dreamer is terrified as she hears the snarls and growls of a wild animal coming from the man's mouth.

His teeth are clenched and his only desire is to kill me.

The dreamer awakes to her own screams as she realizes the mad man is our friend Wild Bill.

End of dream

This dream was reported to me in the afternoon hours of 1-05-92.

At first I thought little of the dream because I did not live in a house trailer and in 1992, I was just beginning to question some of Wild Bill's strange and unusual behavior.

However, as time passed, I would realize that the "Wild Man" dream was destined to be one of the "greats" as far as dream work is concerned, but even I would not realize just how important the dream was until 1995.

Turkey Time

On January 6th, 1992, Wild Bill and I were invited to the home of the dreamer for a turkey dinner. I shall refer to this dreamer by her initials ... J.K.S.

Another friend of mine stopped by my house shortly before Wild Bill came to pick me up to go to JKS's house for dinner.

Pat and I discussed the Terri Roach case as I waited for Wild Bill to arrive. I'd never known where Terri's body had been found, and was surprised to learn that Pat knew exactly where it had been found.

However, even then, none of us knew for sure if Terri had been murdered where she was found or if her body had been transported after death.

Pat offered to show me where the dump site was on our way into Marietta.

Wild Bill and I followed closely behind Pat. I informed him that we were going to follow her to the dump site before going on to JKS's house. He didn't seem to mind.

We turned off beside of Rink's Flea Market and followed Pat up Cole Coffman Road. When she pulled off the road and parked, so did we.

The three of us got out of the vehicles and Pat showed us where Terri had been found.

Wild Bill was at my side .... as usual.

I knelt down and touched what remained of the summer grasses that were long since dry and brown. And as I did, I could feel the presence of Terri... extreme anger, terror, ... and I could feel the presence of her killer.

The hair on my arms stood straight up, and I must have had a strange look on my face because Pat asked me what was wrong. I told her I could feel the killer's presence.

It was about that time that Wild Bill decided he was cold and would just wait in the truck for Pat and me.

Neither of us had a coat on ... but he did. Neither of us were "that" cold ... but he was.

"What the hell is his problem?" Pat asked after he was inside the truck and couldn't hear us.

"I'm not sure," I mumbled......

We drove back past Rink's and went on across town to JKS's house for dinner.

We had no more than entered the house when Wild Bill announced that he was going over to Rink's to see if they had something he wanted for his truck.

We'd just driven past the place twice. Why hadn't he stopped? Why hadn't he even mentioned wanting to stop?

JKS and I shot one another questioning glances, but said nothing as Wild Bill left, promising to be back in fifteen minutes.

A Looooooong Fifteen Minutes

JKS and I discussed her dream from the previous day while Wild Bill was gone. The dream had really frightened her, and now she was even more frightened after I told her about "feeling the killer's presence" at Terri's dump site.

We agreed to visit the area after dinner so we could see if JKS could "tune in to" anything.

Our minds just naturally turned to Wild Bill ... especially after he'd been gone for a half hour .... then forty five minutes...

"Did he go back over there by himself?" She questioned. "Is he looking for something? Did you tell him you could feel the killer's presence? Did you tell him about my dream?"

"Yes, I'd made the statement while he was standing beside me ... that's when he got cold and had to leave ... No, I had not told him about the dream. That was my work, not his .... but ...

Why would he go back over there by himself?" I reasoned.

"I don't know, but after that dream, I am really suspicious of that man," JKS's commented.

JKS was just "spooked" ..... wasn't she?

"Maybe I'm The Killer!!"

Wild Bill was gone for more than an hour that day and returned to my friend's house with absolutely nothing.

"Where have you been?" I asked as he came through the door.

JKS and I were standing in the foyer and neither of us will ever forget his answer that day.

His hands came up and outward in a "choking" fashion and he began to growl....

"Maybe I went back over there where that girl was killed. Maybe I'm the killer. Maybe I'm coming after you," he snarled.

Either I didn't have good sense or my instincts were so strong that I knew precisely how to react in strange situations, because I never flinched a muscle.

But JKS let out one of the most blood curdling screams I'd ever heard and actually hit Wild Bill on the chest as she screamed....

"Cut that out! I don't like that, now you stop right this second!"

I think her reaction startled him. I know it startled me!

Where "That Girl" Was Killed

We returned to the dump site after dinner as discussed, and Wild Bill refused to get out of the truck this time! He said he'd just wait for his two "spooky girls" to return to the truck. Sounded sweet. Made both of us nervous.

"My God, did you hear what he said back at my house? Did you catch it?" JKS whispered to me as we stood on the very ground Terri had lay upon.

"Yes, I caught it .... Maybe I went back over there where that girl was killed. Is that the part you're talking about?" I returned.

That was it alright. No one knew where Terri was killed.... except her killer, that is. I'd caught the slip of the tongue ... but...

Was it that, a slip of the tongue .... or was our "detective imagination" running wild? Perhaps it was simply his way of teasing us, or scaring us. Perhaps it was simply his opinion that Terri had been killed there. I thought the same thing.

Although I'd never know the answer to those questions, in 1994 I learned that Wild Bill showed up with scratches all over him at the time of Terri's murder. He told his co-workers he got "scratched up in his blackberry patch." Terri Roach was found murdered on July 11th, 1990. She was lying in a wild blackberry patch, and was found by a man who was picking blackberries!

A Three Year Warning

Clues appear in "THIS" color:

Keep in mind, the "Wild Man" dream was a 1992 dream. I believe it came in three years ahead of the crime that it warned of.

Due to the lack of an arrest within the case, I gave the dream a 99.9% accuracy rating. Only the identity of the killer remains a mystery .... at least for some.

January 5th is the 5th day of the year with *361 remaining.

June 13th .. *613 .. is the birthday of the dreamer of The Wild Man.

The numbers appearing on the calendar on January 5th are ...005 / 361

Using a number system that I have worked out for myself ...first, remove the 6, one 0 and the 1.

601 represents 'domestic violence' ... that leaves one 0, one 5 and one 3.

503 does not compute, but 53 is the year Wild Bill was born. Reversing, we get 305, and that number stands for or represents "wrongful death or murder," as 3-05 was the date of my brother's **wrongful death case in 1990.

My brother was Richard Michael *Martin.

The dreamer's middle name is *Kay.

Using the dream, calender, words and names that we have, we will now compare the "dream clues" to the "facts."

Dream Clues & Case Facts

The Clues: "Violence in a woman's house trailer / the name Kay / the date 3-05 / me, my brother, a "family" member / wrongful death or murder / man with gray, shaggy hair / Wild Bill:

The Facts: Kimberly *Kay *Fulton was *murdered ..."choked to death" .. *in her house trailer on the night of *3-05, 1995. She had the same last name as *my sister/Fulton and was murdered on a date that connected to *my brother/Martin at a time when Wild Bill, *a man with shaggy, gray hair, and who dubbed himself a *wild man was working in Kimberly's neighborhood, but who would later (in the month of the dreamers birthday) go to work for a company with *Martin in its name. And coincidentally of course, this would be the same company for which Kimberly's father worked! By September of 1995 Wild Bill was living with a woman who had the same name as *me ...*Bonnie!

Attention Readers: The above mentioned "Bonnie" is NOT me: I have NEVER been married to Wild Bill, NEVER lived with the man. He was once my friend, and that friendship ended almost exactly one year to the day, prior to Kimberly Fulton's murder.


The Fulton case remains unsolved:

The identity of the man who surely must have chased her through her house trailer, with one determined desire ..... to kill her, remains unknown:

My Sister

*Patsy Sparks disappeared the night of April 22nd, 1992.

There was a total of 35 months between the murders of *Patsy Sparks and Kimberly *Fulton.

As far as I am concerned, my sister - *Patty Fulton was 'symbolically murdered' in 35 months time, when she was "35" years old!

Immediately following this bizarre sequence of events, Wild Bill began his "symbolic duplication/replacement" of me. This project not only included my entire name, beginning with my maiden name, and extending right on through my first and last names, but also included the very vehicles that I drove! It was absolutely amazing.

I continue to wonder .... Was Sparks and Fulton murdered by the same man? Was there really a "theme, reason and pattern" to the killings or was it simply another coincidence?

Who, or even "how many" men it took to "symbolically duplicated my sister through the murders of Patsy Sparks and Kimberly Fulton is any body's guess.

However, there was no guessing needed when it came to who "duplicated" me!

Few noticed ..... even fewer cared ....

The Roach, Sparks & Fulton cases all remain

unsolved in Washington County, Ohio as of 2007:

Targets Of Obsessional Neurosis:

Patty Fulton


305 - brother

Symbolic Representatives

Kimberly Fulton:

My sister's last name:

March 5th - my brother's wrongful death case:

A Little 'Local" News

From Court Records Of 2000:

Three Area Men Indicted On Rape Charges:

A Reno man and two Belpre men were indicted for rape by the Washington County Grand Jury Friday.

Rex L. Hill, 49, of Marietta Township 540 in Reno, faces up to 30 years in prison and fines up to $60,000 on two counts of rape and two counts of corrupting a minor. Hill is accused of raping a 12-year-old girl and corrupting a 16-year-old girl. The incidents, investigators say, have happened since the fall of 1999. Hillís bond was set at $250,000 in Marietta Municipal Court Thursday.

William R. Bauerbach, 46, of 1924 Washington Boulevard in Belpre, was indicted on one count of rape, one count of attempted rape and one count of gross sexual imposition. Bauerbach is alleged to have had sex with a 13-year-old girl in the winter of 1998.

Stanley Bennett, 49, of 406 1/2 Main St. in Belpre, was indicted on one count of rape for an incident that occurred in late summer in 1997 involving a 14-year-old

Rodney Snyder, 49, of 738 George St., in Belpre, was charged with one count of felonious assault stemming from a Jan. 31 incident in Belpre. Snyder is accused of attacking a man with an 18-inch metal ratchet.

Deana J. Beaver, 35, of 710 Barlow Ave. in Barlow, was charged with one count of theft. She is accused of stealing $18,000 worth of cash and checks from the Belpre branch of the Marietta Savings Bank between March and November 1999 while an employee of the bank. Thus far, Beaver has returned $16,000 of the money.

Bonnie M. Wells

The Symbolic Cases

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