Dare to Obey

So this is an memorable encounter for me ,at the same time somewhat terrifying  and graphic.

It was 1985 i was living in Milwaukee, 924th north 25th street ,  in a cheap rented Apartment. There was gay bar around the corner named club 219 ,gay bar apparently,i had to walk past it everyday reaching home from work. But certain days i would see a white blonde dude with specs standing by the gay bar talking to dudes ,nothing weird i thought of him at first, must have been an regular visitor, of course homosexual he was i guess , if he visited the gay bars. But frequently i used to see this dude bringing  other dudes taking them in an taxi and driving down the street.

Here was the twist, i clearly remember the date 26th Nov 1986 , as usual returning from work , it was 9 pm or like that, suddenly i saw a black dude screaming saying this white man lures people to their home and drugs thems ,the same blonde dude saying nothing but was very furious i guess cause his fists were bended.he just stared into the man and left,( later i knew that it was one of his escaped victims , around this time he was supposedly commiting crimes in his grandma house).

6th November 1987,

I had just brought a new car, and was trying to drive it at night,when the cops were less active ,cause i may have crashed it to light pole amd got fined during day time, and speed check, i dont need to tell ,u already know about the incompetent police of Milwaukee.  As i was struggling to start my car, this white blonde dude with specs suddenly approached me ,offering me warm couch ,drinks and basic hospitality , that he would drive me to my home if my car was not working, i said no, and he seemingly frustated said" alright atleast come for a drink, i am very alone dude".a forced Wisconsin accent.i agreed and i went to his house.

I entered in the house, he said its his grandmother's house and that we have to be quiet. I felt suspicious cause why be quiet,u are juts helping a man out not robbing or doing illegal activities. He told me to sit and he went to kitchen and gave me a cola. He sat on the other chair and drank the cola , he asked me to drink it ,but me being very health causious person , and not to take things from a stranger" type of person just saw some white powdered particles settling in the drink i just thought in mind " i aint drinking that shit,powedered cum type shit' i smirked writing that ,cause i exactly had that thought in my mind while that lone ass man was staring at me with unease silence. I said enough and stood up, he said where u going ,i thought u will stay a longer,. I said no way, i got to head back home , somewhat visibly frustrated look on his face , as i was heading , i remebered a loud sound and he hit me with a rubber hammer just below my head,. I fell down but not passed out cause i was strong man u know ,he tried to strangled me but i kicked him in his stomach and testicles and slap his face hard, . He let me go off , but again as i tried to escape he stabbed my wrist with a pocket knife ,clinging on to it , i screamed "Help" and he was talking quietly saying " dont wanna see the fruit cellar"  i kicked him in his face ,and escaped ,my hand bleeding, while leaving out from the door i saw him laying on the carpet staring at me with unease silence, murmuring. I returned to my car and drove away from Milwaukee that day , Hell i didnt returned to Milwaukee for another 3 , 4 days . Years later i guess in 1991 or 1992 i saw the exact face on Tv saying mass murder caught in Milwaukee named Jeffrey Dahmer

I remember i didnt asked his name ,but he asked mine though, i slept it away intentionally.years later now , i feel so weird, coursgeous,and somewhat proud to tell my story of how i defended myself from Jeffrey Dahmer , the scar of the knife is long gone but i will still remember how drove off for 8 hours with a bleeding hand. I still ask myself why i didnt shouted loud enough or call the police,probably i just wanted escape from the scene without making much drama or scenario. I wasnt scared of death but that night i was scared of the way i would have died.