One of my teachers in high school grew up in Alaska. When she was in high school, her mother didn't think her school was teaching grammar well enough and decided to get her private tutoring.
Her teacher was a
nice lady, though a bit timid and quiet. The first odd thing was that
rather than use the perfectly good kitchen table for the tutoring, they
used a room in the basement. The gloomy room was full of taxidermied
animals; the tutor's husband was a champion big game hunter (crossbow).
She was a bit creeped out by it, but she ended up taking grammar lessons
there for about a half a year.
Every few months, the tutor would go on
1-2 week vacations by herself. Then, during one of the vacations, my teacher's mom picked up the paper and saw that the tutor's husband had been
arrested for 15 counts of murder. He had preyed on young homeless or
run-away women, locking them in the very room my teacher took her
tutoring lessons in for several days without food, then taking them in
his plane, releasing them, then hunting them down with his crossbow. more info