A reader asked me to investigate the Rachel Cooke
case. Here are the facts: twenty-year old
Rachel Cooke, an
accomplished cross-country runner, left her home in the Northlake development on
FM 3405 northwest of Georgetown, Texas (north of Austin) on the morning of
Thursday, January 10, 2002, to go on her usual 3-4 mile morning jog around the
neighborhood. Sometime around 11 AM, near the end of her run and possibly within
200 yards of home, she disappeared.
For the sake of the parents, I decided to attempt to connect to this case in hopes that I can learn
something that might shed some light on the mystery. I've been to Austin,
Texas and have driven past Georgetown (many years ago), and I hoped that my personal
experience with the area might help me connect to the case. I've never been to
the Northlake Development, where Rachel lived and if someone out there has any
photos of the area, I'd love to see them. It could help me connect to the
My first thoughts were that the killer had probably been watching her and was
familiar with her schedule and probably lived or worked along the route she ran.
He waited to act until her run was nearly over, because she would be tired and easier
I also recalled that there used to be a notorious rapist in Austin who preyed
upon female joggers in the park, and I wondered if the
case could be connected.
I don't believe that this was a first time crime for whoever abducted Rachel.
This was an experienced criminal--possibly even a serial killer.
I'm reluctant to report my investigation on this case at this time, because my
initial connection was unsatisfactory and only left me with more questions than
answers. I've certainly not put the case together from what I've seen so
far and will need to investigate further. But I decided to lay out what
I've seen in case someone can shed some light on
what any of it means.
Also Rachel did not speak to me directly. Everything I saw came in the form of
The first thing I saw was a blue neon light, as if from
some kind of business sign, shining in the distance. This is something that
only someone living in the area could possibly translate into any kind of
Another thing that I saw repeatedly was a two-story clapboard house that appeared to be
Victorian. It had a gabled roof which seemed to jut out precariously, and I saw
it from the back at dirt level (and at a strange angle) when I asked where
Rachel was. This house scared me. I believe that Rachel was taken to
and imprisoned in that house after she was abducted. I wonder if there are
any old houses in the Georgetown area that could fit this description--another
thing that only a resident of the area can answer. It sat on a large lot and had
a desolate appearance.
Someone suggested to me that perhaps the house is not Victorian but only
Victorian in style. That's a possibility, but it appeared to be an
authentic Victorian from around the turn of the century.
And then I saw water as if I were swimming in the depths. Again, I asked
Rachel where she is, and soon, I saw skeletal remains on the floor of this body
of water. I'm not sure if this is a lake, a river, a pond, or--possibly
even the bottom of a well. I did go through what looked like a dark rocky
tunnel to get to this place, but the tunnel could merely represent the psychic
connection. This is something that requires further investigation.
I'm going to try to connect again and see if I can get a better pinpoint as to
where or what this body of water is.
The water was a turquoise blue and strong rays of gold light were streaming down from
Again, I saw that house. It kept reappearing in my
vision and each time it gave me chills. I believe she was killed there.
The connection broke, and I tried again that same night before I went to bed.
And I saw Rachel sitting on the floor in a room, her back against the wall.
It was as if I was in a hall and peeking through an open doorway and she was on
the floor, her legs stretched out before her. I could only see her legs
and the lower part of her abdomen. She wore shorts. I didn't see her
face but I knew it was her. Something bothered me about the view. I
believe that she was bound to something. I don't know if she was alive or
dead, but she wasn't moving and there was something troubling about the way she sat
there. I couldn't make out much of the room; it was too blurry, but I
believe that there was a bed or a daybed on the far side against the wall.
And again, I got the impression that this was an old house.
"Show me the killer," I said.
A face formed in the shadows that I couldn't make out. And then I briefly
saw the fleeting image of a middle-aged man in a casket. He was dressed in a
suit, dark hair, average build. Does this mean her killer is dead?
I'm not sure yet. This is another thing that requires further investigation.
I asked again and again: "Show me the killer. Show me what happened." But I saw
Here I got spooked (which broke the connection) because suddenly a terrible cold
filled the room around me (this happened during one of my Natalee Holloway
connections too). I sensed something was near. My dog was laying on the
floor next to me and the presence spooked him too. He stood, hair standing up, and
hurried to the other side of the room, where he sat and looked back toward
me, moving his head back and forth as if he were trying to figure something out.
It was obvious to me that a spirit had tried to come through in physical form.
This is not how I like to connect. I prefer "mind only" mode. Quite
frankly, I was terrified. But after I'd calmed down a bit, I realized that
my fear stemmed not only on the apparent spirit visitation but on what had happened to this
beautiful young girl in that chilling house.
My fear was so great, in fact, that I had to distract myself by doing some work
around the house to get my mind off of it all. I found myself in the kitchen
doing some baking. Needless to say, I couldn't sleep that night.
I did attempt yet another connection later that night, however, and I saw
something unexpected and wonderful that calmed my fear. I saw Rachel in
spirit form. At first it was dark and then light formed from behind some
clouds. An opening formed and Rachel stepped into view. She was
beautiful beyond words, a long white gown flowing about her, golden rays shining
from behind and around her head.
I'm happy to say that Rachel is not an earth bound spirit. She has crossed
over to a more beautiful place. Often victims of terrible crimes like this
will become imprisoned in this plane of existence, unable to accept their death. But Rachel
has found peace.
I'd never seen something like this during a connection.
No longer afraid, I finally went to sleep.
The next morning, I immediately tried to connect again. More than anything, I'd
like to know where Rachel is so that the family can have the closure they need.
But this time, I was unsuccessful at learning anything new. All I saw,
again, was water.
"Give me something," I said, "that can be used to pinpoint your location."
All I saw were rocks.
Deciding to try again later, I arose and noticed that there was the terrible
smell of decay in the room, and I recalled how a presence had tried to
materialize the night before. Suddenly I realized that the presence in
the room had not been Rachel. I
was scared anew. Perhaps her killer is dead. I'll try to connect again
during the next few days and see if I can learn anything more.
One last thing before I close: the name Christine or
Christina keeps barging into my thoughts when I try to connect to the
case--perhaps another victim of this killer.
None except for the brief write up about the case on the Official
Rachel Cooke site.
Conclusion: At this time my
investigation is inconclusive. I will try to connect to this case again
and see if I can learn more details.