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Of all the horror legends we were asked about in 1997, this was far and away the most frequent one to show up in the snopes.com e-mailbox. Unlike just about every other classic horror legend (e.g. The Hook and The Boyfriend's Death), this one is even now being both told and believed on college campuses. Examples: [Collected on the Internet, 1997] Details vary wildly from version to version — sometimes the survivor comes looking for a sweater instead of her books, or she's been at a party instead of the library, or she stops by briefly to check on her sick roommate (leaving immediately because she assumes the girl is sleeping). In some versions she returns home to find the police in the process of investigating the murder, and sometimes she's the one who discovers the body, having awakened the next morning to find both the slashed-throat corpse and the note. Depending on who is telling the story, either the girlfriend, or the dog, or both the girlfriend and the dog are found with their throats cut. (In the humans can lick too versions, the dog is often discovered hanging in the bathroom, the blood from its slashed throat dripping onto the tiles, this dripping sound being the odd noise that wakes the girl who lived through the night.) The Aren't you glad . . . and the Humans can lick too versions are so closely related that it is difficult to think of them as separate legends. Once the details are boiled away, the same basic storyline is revealed in both — a young woman is oblivious to a grisly killing taking place in front of her, and just how close the call was is revealed in the chilling comment left by the murderer. Be it dog or roommate which ends up on the slab, the real horror of the moment is focused on the girl who survives. (Murder victims are a dime a dozen — what makes the blood run cold is the thought of the one who just barely got away.) Proving that even modern legends can have much older roots, the licked hand motif shows up in an 11 August 1871 diary entry penned in England by one Dearman Birchall: Though in this 19-century version the grisly murder is missing, once again the lurking miscreant escapes detection by pretending to be the dog by licking the suspicious party's hand and thus providing reassurement that all is well. This legend is a hair-raising cautionary tale about the dangers of living away from home, and it plays upon our fears of the murdering madman turning up in our bedrooms one night. We fear becoming the victims of random violence, and we fear being vulnerable in an unsafe world. The more unsafe we perceive the world around us to be, the more tales like this get told. Sightings:Look for this tale in 1998's Urban Legend.
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