My name is Joe Kearns, i have never heard of this case until this morning and i am compelled to write something here on account of the strangest dream i have ever experienced. i have all my life gone through short periods of premonitions and realistic dreams. i have eeriely predicted earthquakes and strange events mostly centered around people i know or places near by my home in wny. these dreams are phases in my life and i have no control over when and how they enter my head, but recently i have been sick with fever and my dreams have been invaded by a murder of woman i do not know. the images in my head feel real and are intense and are highly detailed. i do not know if Jodi is this woman but this is the best description of what i see in my dream and it may be disturbing but the golf link to this case is why im writing this down.

i am floating around the inside of a stylish bed and breakfast, the discussion is about golf more precisely tiger woods and there are golf programs on a table in front of a blonde woman and some friends she is with. there are also unhappy employees and an argument in the kitchen and a out of shape man with thinning brown hair and standing in a coat room glaring at this woman. he is trying to not be seen when he is hiding from her sight he is in the way of the mad employee emerging from an open style kitchen and draws attention to himself and leaves out the front door. he walks around a pink flowered garden waits in a maintenance shed outside the property. it becomes very late and dark when the woman is leaving what seems like a bed and breakfast to me and heads with a purpose for her silver elantra. he grabs her from behind before she gets in. he is chopping at her with his hands on the back of her neck. he manages to get an arm around her and pulls her backwards into the tan painted maintenance shed. i feel the intent of murder all over him and so much hate for her they must know each other. the feeling i get is murder not rape, but he cant help feeling aroused and he bites her and she screams he then begins hitting her over and over with a gear shaped object but then is suddenly repulsed and scared by her blood and looses that sexual intent. he is on top of her on the floor of the shed when he begins to crush her windpipe with a wooden board. this is so sad because i feel she can see me watching this. i can feel her thoughts she is thinking of fathers, hers and someone elses, this is haunting and will not leave my mind. he then takes her body along railroad tracks to an old Victorian ornate brick house standing alone surrounded by woods, the house has unique architecture with a protruding brick base around the house that conceals a crawl space only accessible from a false panel once again in a coat room. the man is sweating and crying and knows this house but does not live there, she does not fit into the opening so he threads a rope through a crack in the bricks from the outside of the house then goes back in and ties it around her then goes back out side and pulls her into the space that way. i see her so vividly in this space i smell her perfume and awake in cold sweaty fever.

 i feel so sad i for her and her family. i dont know if this is jodi but i feel so strongly that these things happened they are not from my imagination. my body is weak from fever but my mind is sensitive i hope that in some way this would help but i doubt it. in any regard if i have a speacial gift like my family believes its about time i wrote something down. joe kearns