- I'm ex-detective Sarah Christ.
My life's mission is to find and catch the Creekside Killer,
a vicious murderer who killed people by a creek.
And hasn't struck since 1996.
Most people think the Creekside Killer is dead.
But I think... he's here:
At Universal Studios Halloween Horror Nights,
a den for murderers, freaks, monsters...
And Jabberwocky's.
This place doesn't scare me.
You know what does?
Being 45 years old on a dating app.
It's time to find the Creekside Killer
with some classic Sarah Christ interrogation tactics.
In training, they used to call me "Lockjaw",
'cause once I hook on, I don't let go.
(dramatic music)
(creepy music)
Chief, I literally can't talk right now, I'm mid-chase.
(scary sounds)
(screams)
You do not scare me! Have you ever been divorced?!
Uh, I don't think she can be helped.
(rolling thunder)
AHHH!
Has your son ever banned you from his birthday parties?!
I don't think so.
Oh!
Get him! Get him!
Get him!
That looks like my Chief.
Oh hey, honey...
- [Lady On Phone] Oh my god!
- You seem like you're doin' pretty good.
Hey!
Do not hurt her!
I'll send someone for you!
I am gonna come back for you!
I am gonna come back for you, don't worry!
(scary sounds)
(screams)
No!
Let me tell you what we're lookin' for.
A man, of COURSE, medium to large to heavy build.
Could be 180 to 400 pounds.
Hair could be curly, straight.
Eyes black as the night.
Possible names? Creekside Killer.
That's what I'm workin' off of.
And also this artist's rendering that I made my son do.
Pretty good.
Enough dipping my toes into the kiddie pool,
it's time to go deep.
If the Creekside Killer is here,
he's in one of the demented houses.
Hell hath no fury!
This place is sick.
Excuse me! Have you seen this man? Creekside Killer?
Okay. Not our guy.
Have you seen this man?
(spooky sounds)
Okay.
Okay he's- AHHH!
(laser gun sounds)
WHERE WERE YOU NOVEMBER 16th 1996?!
(scary sounds)
(screams)
(creepy clown giggles)
STOP!
I can arrest anybody here.
Chief, they get you?!
Dude, I'm gonna get you. Don't you worry about it!
Typical Creekside Killer business...
Taking our lives!
(bloodcurdling scream)
How do you deal with stress?
Can we get some lights in here?
How does anybody get any WORK DONE?!
Hi! Do you know this man?!
Do not cover for him!
These clowns know something.
(screams)
(scary sounds)
(beep) that. (beep) that.
I have no idea how those people get any work done.
We should go back in there and dust for fingerprints.
(creepy childlike giggling)
What do you think?
They wet my sign!
I saw the Creekside Killer, once!
The only physical trait I caught of his
is that he scratches his back
by reaching his hand up over his head.
Not around! That's the behavior of a psychopath.
I need a better vantage point.
(water splashing)
(group screaming joyfully)
Waste of my time.
I needed fuel.
This is the greatest thing I've ever tasted in my life.
I had one hot dog like this:
1994, my aunt's wedding.
The whole thing was a bummer except for the food.
They call this "The Killer Cone."
And I'm gonna kill it.
Wow.
I never had a candy truck in my neighborhood.
I was off sugar for one day.
Nightmare!
This is mighty sweet, but you know what would be sweeter?
Catching the Creekside Killer!
Look at this creep. Watch this.
- Herrre kitty.
- Hi!
What's the longest relationship you've ever had?
Do you live by a creek?
Okay, that's a "No."
Don't follow me. Do not follow me!
No, no, no, no, no.
No thank you!
WHERE WERE YOU NOVEMBER 12th 1996?!
Okay.
Are you from Seattle?
Apparently this tram shows you
where famous movies were filmed.
But I don't care where something was shot,
I care where someONE was shot.
Head, neck, chest, by a creek, foot, back.
Are you depressed?
Okay, not our guy.
Do you live by a creek?
Do you know how to swim?
You clearly murder women.
I'm coming back for you, buddy.
What's your longest relationship?
Tiny?
He could be our guy.
Can I see the bottom of your feet?
Do you have mud on your shoes?
Who do you answer to?!
(screams)
(chainsaw sounds)
That guy knows something!
What is happening?!
(chainsaws revving)
WHERE WERE YOU NOVEMBER 12th 1996?!
(shouts)
(screams)
Back off! Back up!
That was (beep) up.
No one answered my question!
Hey, can I smoke in here?
Can I AHH! Can I have- (beep) you, dude!
I realize, I've been looking at the wrong suspects.
A murderer isn't a human in a monster suit,
it's a monster in a human suit.
The Creekside Killer wouldn't get hired here.
The only thing he's good at is murdering women,
and he's the best at it, in the worst way!
He's among us.
He could be anybody!
- Oh, excuse me. - Hey! Watch it!
- I'm sorry! Stop.
- Hell, it could even be that guy.
It's him.
(tense music)
(group screaming joyfully)
- Oh my god!
- Look at the Creekside Killer, look at the suspect.
Think it's pretty obvious we found our guy.
There he is. We are in pursuit!
Creekside Killer, your terror ends today!
- What? What are you? Get off of me!
What are you doing?
- That's exactly what the Creekside Killer would say.
- Are you an actor?
You're not allowed to touch me if you're an actor!
- You can stop running from the past,
because it has caught up to you!
- I'm not running! I'm just stand-
- Where were you November 12th, 1996?
And answer honestly!
- Get off of me!
- Then why are you alone, here?!
- Why are you alone, lady?!
(somber music)
- I... I had so many hunches.
So many hunches.
(sniffs)
Creekside Killer beats Christ one more time!
But now that he's still out there,
so will I be.
I need another hot dog briefcase.
(beep).
The only physical trait I caught of his
is that he scratches his back
by reaching his hand up over his head, not around.
(dramatic music)
These people are sick.
This is exactly why I take the bus.
- Trick or treat.
- I am not a plane person.
No thank you, I don't eat candy.
I already had my sugar for the day.
Okay, this guy clearly doesn't like women.