On September 15th, 2017, at in the morning, 28-year-old teacher Elena Vance locked the door of her home in Boulder and set out on a hike from which she never returned.

As hundreds of rescuers combed every mile of the mountain range for her body, she was still nearby.

A year later, she appeared exhausted on the doorstep of the police station to tell the shocking truth about who really made her life hell and where she was all this time.

In this video, you will learn the story of her incredible survival.

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Some names and details in this story have been changed for anonymity and confidentiality.

Not all photographs are from the actual scene.

On September 15th, 2017, at in the morning, 28-year-old Elena Vance locked the door to her home in Boulder, Colorado.

According to a reconstruction of the events that investigators later put together based on neighborhood testimony, she appeared focused and energetic.

Elena, who worked as an English literature teacher, had planned to spend a Saturday afternoon hiking alone on a littleknown route number 657 known as the Lost Lake Trail in the Indian Peaks area.

The area, although close to popular hiking spots near Eldora, was considered challenging due to dense coniferous brush and rocky terrain where it was easy to lose your bearings.

At , 45 minutes in the morning, a surveillance camera at the entrance to the forest area captured her white Toyota Corolla.

The video shows the woman parking the car on a gravel area near the information booth.

According to the parking guard, Elena was carrying a small dark gray backpack and trekking poles.

She did not appear worried and moved with a steady pace toward the forest.

She left a note in the visitor log indicating that she planned to return no later than in the evening.

This was her standard procedure.

Elena was an experienced traveler and always kept to a schedule.

At approximately in the morning, the hiking couple met a woman who looked like Elena on a narrow section of trail near the turnoff to the old abandoned quarry.

In their testimony, they noted that the teacher stopped to check her map.

She appeared calm and even briefly greeted the hikers, asking about the condition of the trail up the hill.

This was the last confirmed visual contact with the woman that day.

When Elena did not return home at in the evening, her close friend began to write her messages, but they remained unanswered.

By midnight, Elena’s phone was out of range or turned off.

Anxiety gripped the city of Boulder the next morning when the teacher failed to show up for a scheduled meeting with her colleagues.

On September 16th at in the morning, a search operation was officially launched.

Forest service rangers were the first to find her car in the same spot where the camera had recorded it.

The car was locked with no signs of forced entry or damage.

Inside on the passenger seat, there was a thermal mug, a spare sweater, and a printed topographic map with Elena’s personal notes.

The absence of a backpack and keys confirmed that the woman had indeed set out on the route.

The first phase of the operation involved combing 20 square miles of forest.

More than 150 people were involved, including professional rescuers, dog handlers, and volunteers.

The dogs were able to pick up the scent only within the first 200 yards of the parking lot, after which the odor suddenly disappeared in a rocky area near the gorge.

The rescuers noted in their reports that the forest in that sector was extremely quiet, which created an oppressive atmosphere during the work.

Helicopters with thermal imagers flew over the area until dark, but the dense cover of Douglas fur made accurate ground scanning impossible.

Over the next 10 days, rescuers surveyed every mile of the lost lake trail, including old logging roads and abandoned mine openings.

Stream channels and deep ravines within a 5m radius of the quarry were checked.

Helen’s colleagues and students joined the volunteer groups, combing the undergrowth for any clue.

A scrap of cloth, a broken branch, or an abandoned bottle.

However, the forest was not forthcoming.

There were no signs of a struggle or signs of a fall from the cliffs.

On September 30th, 2017, the active phase of the search was officially suspended.

The final sheriff’s report stated that more than 40 square miles of rugged terrain had been combed with no results.

The case was classified as a disappearance under unexplained circumstances, suggesting an accident or a sudden attack by a large predator such as a cougar or bear, suggesting that the body may have been dragged into an inaccessible cave.

Elellanena’s family and friends were plunged into the endless terror of the unknown, and her white Toyota disappeared forever from the parking lot, leaving behind only silence and mystery, which the Indian Peaks Forest had kept for almost a year.

For most Boulder residents, time has gradually faded the tragedy, turning the disappearance of 28-year-old Elena Vance into one of those sad stories that are only remembered on anniversaries.

In the courtyard of the local school, a small memorial plaque appeared in the yard of the local school where she taught English literature and her students and colleagues learned to live with the emptiness of classroom 42.

The teacher’s family got used to the oppressive silence of their home where everything from an unwashed thermal mug to the notes laid out on the table reminded them of that fateful September of 2017.

The official sheriff’s reports stamped missing were kept in the archives, and it seemed that the forest had forever hidden the secret of her fate under a layer of clay and stones.

However, one rainy evening, when dusk had already tightly enveloped the city, the heavy front door of the Boulder Police Station opened.

According to the testimony of the officer on duty at , a figure entered the building, initially thought to be a homeless woman seeking shelter from a downpour.

A woman stood in the doorway, emaciated to the point where her collarbones and ribs were clearly visible under her dirty, torn clothes.

It was the same outfit she had worn on the hike 9 months earlier, but now it was a tattered rag that barely clung to her bony body.

Her appearance caused a real shock.

The woman looked as if she had just come out of the ground.

Her skin was unnaturally pale, almost transparent, and there were deep, dark shadows under her eyes.

She was not a remnant or a skeleton as many feared to find in the forest.

She was living proof that evil had been hiding all year long, right next to tourist roots.

According to the medical reports that were drawn up immediately after her arrival, the woman weighed only 82 lb, which was a critical figure for her height.

When Detective Anthony Lambert entered the interrogation room, he saw a woman whose hands were shaking and whose eyes were fixed on a single point on the wall.

After a fingerprint identification procedure, there was no doubt this was Elena Vance.

Her wrists and ankles bore deep, old scars from prolonged wearing of metal chains.

Her skin was covered with insect bites and numerous small cuts, indicating that she had been in unsanitary conditions for a long time.

The most eerie detail that paramedics later mentioned was the condition of her face.

Despite the dirt and bruises, her cheeks and chin bore clear marks from some heavy object that had been pressing on her skin for a long time.

When Elena was able to say her first words, her voice was a barely audible whisper, rough and horsearo, as if she hadn’t spoken in months.

She brought with her the truth, which was much more terrifying than the version of a wild animal attack.

That evening, the whole town realized that while rescuers were searching for the body in the mountains, Elena was being held captive by a man who was methodically destroying her identity in a concrete trap.

The police immediately announced the reopening of the case, but now it was labeled kidnapping and illegal detention.

While doctors fought to stabilize the woman’s condition in the intensive care unit, detectives began to realize that the kidnapper was still at large and knew about his victim’s escape.

Elena’s appearance became a sensation that stirred up the entire state of Colorado because her return from oblivion meant the beginning of the largest manhunt in the history of Gilpin County.

The teacher’s testimony lifted the veil over the existence of a secret bunker where time stood still for 300 days and every day was a struggle for the right to simply breathe air without the smell of rust and dampness.

According to the investigation materials and the detailed testimony that Elena Vance was able to provide after a long rehabilitation, the chronology of her disappearance began to be restored with mathematical precision.

On that Saturday morning, September 15th, 2017, she was on a stretch of trail that passed an old abandoned quarry near Netherland.

The place surrounded by piles of waste rock and the remains of rusty machinery was virtually deserted.

It was here, as the sun began to slant toward the horizon, creating long and unsettling shadows, that she was approached by a figure she initially thought was a random hiker.

The man was dressed in dark camouflage, but his movements did not resemble those of a hiker.

His face was covered by a thick mask that completely concealed his features.

Without warning or demand, he struck Elena hard in the back of the head with a blunt object.

When she regained consciousness, her world shrank to the sensation of rough cloth over her eyes and the metallic taste of blood in her mouth.

She could feel the continuous vibration of the car as it moved along the uneven dirt road.

According to her, the ride lasted at least 45 minutes during which the kidnapper did not say a word.

She was taken into a room where the air was heavy with the smell of technical oil, dampness, and gasoline fumes.

Elena recalled the sound of a heavy hatch opening with a piercing screech, after which she was thrown into the cold emptiness under the floor.

The place of her imprisonment for the next 365 days was a basement secretly set up under a private garage in a remote wooded area of Gilpin County.

It was a concrete room no larger than 120 square ft with no windows.

The walls were covered with thick, dark gray soundproofing panels that absorbed every sound, turning the woman’s screams into barely audible whispers to those who might be passing by outside.

Every evening, when the sounds of the forest died down upstairs, the kidnapper would come down to his victim.

He always wore a mask and used a special device to change his voice, making his speech unnatural, low, and mechanical.

This harsh sound became synonymous with imminent fear for Oena.

He brought a minimal amount of food and water, but each of his appearances was accompanied by actions that are labeled in official protocols as systematic psychological and physical violence.

In conversations with detectives, the teacher herself refused to describe these episodes in detail, calling them only dirty things that she would like to forget forever.

Elena’s salvation was an incident that can be called a technical failure in the torturer’s carefully thoughtout system.

On the night of her escape, an old water supply pipe running in the garage’s inner floor ceiling could not withstand the pressure and burst powerful streams of cold water began flooding into the basement through cracks in the concrete ceiling.

Elellena was trapped.

The water level was rising rapidly, threatening her with death by drowning in the cramped concrete chamber.

The cold water was already reaching her chest when panicked footsteps were heard upstairs.

The kidnapper, fearing that his collection, which he had been methodically building for a year, would die in the accident, rushed downstairs.

In the chaos, amidst the roar of water and thick steam, he opened the hatch and forced the exhausted woman into the garage.

He was disoriented by the scale of the flooding and momentarily lost control of the situation.

It was this second that proved decisive.

Elellena, whose senses had been sharpened to the point of survival instinct during the year in complete isolation, noticed a heavy adjustable wrench about 15 in long on a massive wooden workbench.

When the man turned away to try to close the manhole and stop the flow of water, she grabbed the tool with both hands and hit him over the head with all the force she could muster.

The hijacker fell to the wet concrete floor, letting out only a dull moan.

Without waiting for him to regain consciousness, Oena ran out through the unlocked garage door and into the darkness of the forest.

She ran through the dense undergrowth, not feeling the sharp stones under her bare feet or the branches hitting her face.

She was driven by only one thought to get as far away from the place that smelled of oil and death as possible.

She estimated that she had walked about 3 m over rough terrain until she saw the dim light of civilization.

It was a private building that resembled a service station or workshop on the outskirts of the highway.

Subsequently, surveillance cameras at a peak fuel gas station a few hundred yards away captured a grainy image of a shadow crossing the road at in the morning.

The footage shows the silhouette of a woman moving in intermittent jerks, constantly looking back.

These recordings were the first documented evidence of Elena’s presence in the area after a year of obscurity.

The owner of the station, who was in the back room that night, recalled during interrogation that he heard a strange, piercing scream coming from the direction of the forest belt.

However, the sounds of wild animals were often heard in that area, so he did not attach any importance to it.

He could not have imagined that a few yards from his windows was the victim of one of the most high-profile cold cases of the last decade, who had just escaped from the metal grasp of her tormentor, Elena continued on her way toward Boulder, leaving behind thousands of hours of underground nightmare.

But the most difficult test, facing her own past and uncovering the identity of the man who had kidnapped her, was still ahead.

On August 28th, 2018, immediately after Elena Vance’s condition stabilized in the intensive care unit, Detective Anna Mendoza took over the leadership of the special investigation team who had been missing for almost a year, made headlines not only in Colorado, but across the country.

Detective Mendoza, known for her methodical approach and attention to detail, decided to focus her efforts on establishing the geographic center of the events.

The key point was the Peak Fuel Gas Station where cameras captured the fugitive shadow.

It was decided to conduct a total check of all residents, property owners, and tenants within a 10-mi radius of this location.

The search area covered more than 300 square miles of rugged terrain cut by deep canyons and dense coniferous forests.

Every building from modern chalets to dilapidated hunting huts was subject to a thorough inspection.

On the third day of the operation, August 31st, the investigator’s attention was drawn to a site 6 mi northwest of the gas station.

It was an isolated property hidden behind a dense wall of pine trees owned by 50-year-old Samuel Thorne.

Thorne, a local logger who had lived alone for more than 20 years, had a reputation for being reclusive and aggressive.

During the first police visit, Thorne refused to allow officers to enter the property without a warrant.

According to one of the patrol officers, the man behaved extremely suspiciously.

He kept looking back at his garage and clenched his fists when asked about the events of the previous night.

This caused an immediate reaction.

Within 6 hours, a search warrant was obtained.

When the task force and forensics team arrived, the situation became even more tense.

In Thorne’s backyard, a few dozen yards from the main house, police discovered an old semiubteran structure that had once served as a food storage celler.

Its entrance was littered with old boards and rusted sheets of iron, matching perfectly with the description of a concrete trap provided by Elena.

A search of Thorne’s pickup truck, an old blue Chevy, provided the investigation with another piece of evidence that seemed decisive at the time.

In the luggage compartment, among the chainsaws and chains, detectives found several coils of blue nylon rope.

During her interrogation at the hospital, Elena recalled that her hands had been tied with this material at the beginning of her captivity, the color of which she managed to fix in her memory before she was put on a mask.

The thickness and weave of the rope found visually matched the friction marks on the teacher’s wrists.

Detective Mendoza personally conducted the first interrogation of Samuel Thorne in the detention room.

According to protocol number 814, Thorne was constantly confused in his testimony.

He claimed that on the night of Elena’s escape, he was in a remote area of the forest where he was engaged in illegal logging, but could not provide exact coordinates.

His aggressive manner of communication and outright hostility toward law enforcement only strengthened the investigator’s belief that they had found their executioner.

Headlines began to appear in the press about the capture of the forest monster, and Boulder residents breathed a sigh of relief, believing that justice had been served.

But behind the closed doors of the lab, the picture began to change.

While Thorne was in custody, forensic scientists analyzed the seized evidence.

The first disappointment was the results of the blue rope analysis.

It turned out to be a standard industrial nylon that was sold by the thousands in every hardware store in the state.

Moreover, the rope fragments from Thornne’s pickup did not contain any epithelial microparticles or DNA from Helen Vance.

The next step was to analyze the soil.

This was a key point in the investigation.

Dust and dirt samples were collected from Gelena’s shoes and clothing.

Forensic geologist Robert Gray noted in his report that the soil from the victim’s clothes had a unique composition, a high content of red clay and specific minerals typical of old granite mining areas.

When these samples were compared to the soil near Samuel Thorne’s house and cellar, there was a zero match.

Thorne’s sight was dominated by sandy soil with a large amount of coniferous humus, which was radically different from what the teacher had brought with her.

A second search of Thorne’s cellar was also inconclusive.

The walls were covered in mold, but there was no sign of soundproofing or recent human occupancy.

The police realized that Samuel Thorne was just a reclusive hunter whose aggression was not caused by guilt, but by years of social isolation and a pathological distrust of the system.

His alibi for the illegal logging was eventually confirmed.

The Forest Service found fresh stumps in the exact sector he had indicated, which explained his desire to hide his presence in the forest that night.

On September 5th, 2018, Samuel Thorne was released from custody.

It was a heavy blow for the detectives.

The large-scale operation, which had taken hundreds of man-hour, had led to a dead end.

The police were back to square one with only the testimony of a woman whose memory was fragmented due to severe trauma.

Detective Mendoza was forced to admit that they had gone down the wrong path, wasting precious time.

The shadows of the past continued to hang over the case.

An atmosphere of depression prevailed in the department.

It became clear that the kidnapper was not just a rough wood cutter, but a much more cunning and methodical person.

Someone who was able to create conditions of complete isolation in a place that had so far gone undetected by the best searchers.

While Detective Mendoza was going through the lists of all the owners of the Khaki Ford Explorer mentioned by some witnesses, the real culprit was watching from a safe distance.

He remained invisible, hidden behind the facade of ordinary life, and his true identity was known only to Elena, who was still afraid to close her eyes in the darkness of the hospital room, hearing the creek of a heavy sunroof and the mechanical sound of an altered voice in every rustle of leaves.

A new stage of the investigation was ahead where brute force was replaced by digital technology and cellular data analysis which eventually led to the discovery of the very thread that led to the heart of darkness.

On September 6th, 2018, the Boulder Detective Investigation Team found themselves in what professionals call a dead end.

After Samuel Thorne’s release and the complete collapse of the woodland hermit theory, Anna Mendoza made a strategic decision to completely change the vector of the investigation.

If physical evidence on the ground failed, the answer had to be hidden in the digital space.

She contacted the Colorado Department of Technical Data Analysis to request a full dump, an upload of all mobile device identifiers that were registered on three key cell towers on the night of Elena Vance’s escape.

These towers, located along a mountain ridge, covered the area of the Peak Fuel Gas Station and adjacent Gilpin County woodlands.

Cellular analyst Mark Stevens spent more than 48 hours filtering through hundreds of signals from vehicles traveling along Highway 119.

His task was to find a device that behaved atypically, registering for a short period of time and disappearing or staying static for a long period of time in a completely deserted area.

The breakthrough occurred at 20 minutes in the morning on September 8th.

Stevens’s report recorded a digital flash, a device with a unique serial number registered at tower number 412 at 48 minutes, exactly 8 minutes before the camera at the gas station captured Elena’s shadow.

The signal lasted only 11 seconds after which the phone was turned off or destroyed.

Most importantly, the triangulation of the signal pointed to a point one whole two/10enth of a mile from the gas station in the direction of a dense thicket where there was no official parking lot or campsite.

2 hours later, the detectives had the name of the contract holder.

The phone belonged to 22-year-old Julian Moore, a resident of a Netherlands suburb.

When Detective Mendoza opened his personal file in the database, a heavy silence fell in the office.

Julian Moore was not just a random local resident.

He was a former student of Helen Vances at Boulder High School, graduating four years ago.

In school records, he was described as a reserved, extremely talented young man in literature who often stayed after school to discuss classic works.

One reference in the characterization noted that he showed an unhealthy fixation on teachers who showed him attention.

The investigation immediately obtained a warrant to check Julian Moore’s financial activity over the past 2 years.

The analysis of bank transactions revealed methodical preparation for the crime, which lasted for months.

In August 2017, just 3 weeks before Elena disappeared, Moore made several large purchases at the Highland Hardware store in Gilpin County.

According to copies of receipts seized by the store manager, Mr.

Henderson.

The then 21-year-old purchased 64 acoustic foam soundproofing panels, 400 ft of heavy copper cable, several industrial fluorescent lights, and six bags of quick read.

The store owner later recalled in a conversation with a sheriff’s deputy that the young man seemed very focused and personally loaded the materials into an old SUV.

He explained these purchases as setting up a home recording studio.

However, for detectives, the set of materials, especially the soundproofing and concrete, painted a completely different picture.

The construction of an underground chamber where the sounds of screams would never reach the surface.

The list of expenses also included the purchase of a powerful portable generator and 10 fuel cans, which explained how the bunker could function in the complete absence of communications.

The next step was to check Moore’s vehicle.

The Colorado Department of Transportation’s registration database listed a khaki Ford Explorer model year 1,998.

In his initial questioning, he reported seeing a dirty military colored Jeep on an old logging road near the quarry on the day of the teacher’s disappearance.

At the time, this testimony was not taken seriously because there were many similar vehicles used by tourists and foresters in the area.

However, the volunteer added one detail that has now become key.

He noticed a deep rusty scratch on the rear bumper that resembled the shape of an X.

When the detectives reviewed the traffic surveillance footage from the Boulder exit on September 15, 2017, they found Julian Moore’s car.

A scratch like this was clearly visible on the rear bumper.

The SUV had been moving toward the mountains at in the morning, 40 minutes before Elena Vance parked her Toyota at the trail head.

The digital fingerprint of the crime was irrefutable.

Julian Moore was not just in the area.

He was there every day for a year.

An analysis of his monthly spending on gasoline and food showed a sharp increase right after Helena’s disappearance.

He bought large quantities of non-p perishable food and bottled water at different stores, trying not to attract attention with large volumes at one location.

The detectives realized that they were dealing with a person who acted not spontaneously but with cold calculation using knowledge of his victim’s habits and the characteristics of the area.

As of September 12, 2018, the trap began to close.

The Boulder Police Department and the Gilpin County Sheriff’s Office had formed a takeown team, but Detective Mendoza insisted on additional surveillance.

She wanted to know exactly where Julian Moore was holding his victim because locating the bunker itself was critical to the evidence base.

Every move the 22-year-old suspect made was now tracked in real time through his primary cell phone number.

Investigators discovered that every evening at p.m.

his signal disappeared in an area known as Skywalk.

It was there, amidst the rust and concrete, that Elellanena called her underground hell.

The screws of justice began to turn, and the digital trail left by Moore in his moment of panic led detectives straight to the closed garage door, where chains still hung in the darkness and the smell of damp foam rubber.

On September 14, 2018, exactly one year after the nightmare began, a special task force led by Boulder Detectives and the Gilpin County Sheriff’s Office began the final phase of the operation to apprehend the primary suspect.

The target was a private home on the outskirts of Netherland, bordering an abandoned technical area known locally as Sky View.

It was an area of former warehouses and repair shops cut by rusty railroad tracks and littered with the remains of industrial equipment.

Julian Moore’s house stood somewhat apart, hidden behind dense thicket of mountain bushes and tall pines, making it almost invisible to casual passers by.

Surveillance of the object was established at 3 hours 45 minutes in the morning.

Four plain clothes operatives took up positions in the wooded area using night vision devices.

According to their reports, there were no lights on in the house during the night, but the faint humming of a portable generator could be heard from a detached massive garage covered with sheets of old metal.

This confirmed the version that the suspect’s main activity was concentrated in this building.

At in the morning, the order to assault was received.

The raid team equipped with heavy protective gear kicked in the side door of the garage.

The whole process took a matter of seconds.

Inside, chaos rained.

The air was saturated with the acrid smell of chlorine, wet concrete dust, and burnt insulation.

Julian Moore was taken by surprise.

The 22-year-old was kneeling against the back wall of the garage, holding an adjustable wrench and a length of copper pipe.

His hands were covered in abrasions and his clothes were soaked with dirty water.

According to Officer Steven Miller’s report, Moore did not actively resist, but his behavior was extremely strange.

He appeared completely bewildered, constantly repeating that he was just trying to fix a water mane break.

There was no remorse or fear on his face, just the cold, confused expression of a man whose imaginary world had just collapsed under the weight of reality.

When asked about the whereabouts of Elena Vance, he responded with silence or short denials, claiming that he had not seen his former teacher since he left school.

While one team was conducting the arrest, forensic investigators began a detailed search of the garage, which was about 800 square ft.

The detectives attention was drawn to a large metal toolbox in the farthest corner away from the pipe repair area.

Under the bottom shelf, wrapped in an oil soaked rag, they found an old model cell phone.

This device was not registered to Moore, but its contents became irrefutable evidence.

The technicians who arrived at the scene were able to recover some of the deleted data.

The memory card contained photos taken on September 15th, 2017.

The picture showed Elena Vance at the very beginning of the Lost Lake Trail.

She was smiling, looking toward the mountains, completely unaware that at that moment her former student was following her through the camera lens just 30 ft behind her in the thick of the forest.

These images captured a few minutes before the attack documented a long and deliberate persecution.

However, the true horror only became apparent to investigators when they began to examine the floor of the garage.

Under a massive rubber mat, which usually housed a table saw, the forensic team found a joint between concrete slabs that looked too flat for a normal floor.

Using a crowbar, officers lifted a heavy steel manhole cover that had been disguised as a layer of cement mortar.

When the lid came off with a heavy scraping noise, the smell of mustustiness and dampness that Yolena had described in her testimony came from the black hole.

The flashlight beam snatched out of the darkness a concrete staircase leading down to a depth of about 10 ft.

The basement was completely flooded with water.

The level of liquid reached 3 ft, which confirmed the version of a water supply failure that gave the woman a chance to escape.

The walls, as expected, had thick soundproofing panels, which were now swollen with moisture and had partially fallen off, exposing gray, cold concrete.

In the corner of the room, a metal bed frame was visible with a long chain with a lock attached to it.

Detective Anna Mendoza, who personally went down to the bunker, later said in an interview for a documentary report that the atmosphere inside was unbearable.

This was not just a place of detention.

It was a cell designed with pathological attention to detail.

On a small shelf near the bed were several books of English classics that Elena had once taught.

Each page was yellowed with condensation, but their presence showed that the kidnapper was trying to create the illusion of normaly in his underground hell.

In the water covering the floor, there were food scraps and plastic containers floating around forensics also found the same adjustable wrench that Elena used to stab her tormentor.

The tool was covered in corrosion and residue of biological material that was later identified as Julian Moore’s blood.

Every object found in this concrete trap, from a rusty chain to soundproofing, confirmed the teacher’s words.

The Sky View facility was no longer just an address in a database.

It became a crime scene where for 365 days, a tragedy unimaginable in a modern civilized society was played out.

While Julian Moore was being taken to the police station in handcuffs, the garage was surrounded by yellow tape and experts began to methodically record each fingerprint.

Realizing that a long process of revealing the motives of a person who decided to become the owner of someone else’s life was ahead.

On September 16th, 2018 at in the morning in interrogation room 4 of the Boulder Police Department, the procedure began that was supposed to provide answers to the questions that had plagued the state for a year after a long silence and several consultations with a public defender finally agreed to give a lengthy statement.

According to the interrogation report which was conducted by Detective Lambert, the suspect behaved calmly, almost detachedly as if he were recounting events from the life of a stranger.

His voice, according to the officer’s present, was devoid of emotion which created an atmosphere of oppressive coldness in the office.

During the reconstruction of the events, it became known that the roots of this crime went back to the time when Julian was a senior in high school where Elena Vance taught.

He admitted that his crush on the English literature teacher quickly turned into an obsession.

Moore believed that Helen was the only person in the world who could understand his complex inner world.

But at the same time, he realized that she would never belong to him willingly.

It was this painful conviction that prompted him to create a detailed plan which he developed over several years after graduation.

Julian described in detail his system of luring the victim.

Knowing about Elena’s passion for hiking and geocaching, a popular game of finding cashes by coordinates, he created a fake cache near an old quarry.

He registered it on a specialized forum under a fake name, adding a description that would be of interest to someone like a literature teacher.

On that morning of September 15th, 2017, he was waiting for her in the thick of the woods, 50 ft from the trail, armed and ready to attack.

According to Moore, he had been systematically preparing the bunker for 6 months.

He bought building materials in small quantities from stores in different counties, traveling hundreds of miles to avoid attracting attention with large purchases in one place.

The choice of the Sky View facility was not accidental.

The abandoned technical area provided perfect soundproofing due to its thick concrete walls and remoteness from residential areas.

He personally laid ventilation and installed a double lock system on the steel hatch which was disguised under a layer of technical garbage in the garage.

Of particular interest to the investigation was the detail of the mask and voice alteration.

Julian explained that he used the massive metal structure and electronic sound modulator not only to hide his identity.

His main fear was that Elena would recognize him as the shy boy from the last desk who never dared to speak to her outside of class.

This recognition, he believed, would destroy the illusion of complete power he felt in the basement.

In his warped mind, the mask made him invincible, a mythical figure who completely controlled every aspect of the teacher’s existence, from the time she received her food to the ability to see the dim light of the lamps.

Moore also spoke about how he studied Elena’s psychological state.

In his testimony, he said that he spent hours every night at the monitor connected to the surveillance camera in the bunker, watching her movements and reactions.

His motive, formulated during the interrogation, shocked even experienced forensic experts with its simplicity.

I wanted her to be mine alone in a place where no one could ever take her away from me.

In his mind, the 120 square ft concrete box was the perfect place for their joint life, where the outside world ceased to exist.

Julian Moore’s confession lasted over 7 hours.

He methodically disclosed the details of every purchase, every deviation from the route on the day of the kidnapping and how he kept the bunker functioning for 365 days.

When the detective asked him how he felt about Elena’s escape, Moore only briefly replied that what upset him the most was the destruction of the perfect order he had so diligently built.

This confession became the final piece of the puzzle, confirming that behind the facade of an ordinary 22-year-old was a manipulator whose obsession was devoid of any limits of human compassion.

The official record of this interrogation later became a key piece of evidence in the trial that closed the door to the civilized world for Julian Moore forever.

On January 10th, 2019, the final hearing began in the Boulder District Court, which was to put an end to one of the most high-profile criminal cases in the history of the state of Colorado.

The courtroom was packed with journalists, former colleagues of Helen Vance, and concerned citizens.

But the room itself was filled with a heavy, almost grave silence.

Julian Moore sat at the defense table, never looking up from his desk.

His appearance, pale, focused, and devoid of any sign of remorse, contrasted sharply with the tense atmosphere in the courtroom.

The centerpiece of the trial was the disclosure of materials found in a fireproof safe in the back room of the garage.

The key piece of evidence for the prosecution was Julian’s diary, a massive black leatherbound notebook in which he methodically, day by day, described every hour of Elena’s detention underground.

According to forensic psychiatric experts, the entries showed cold, calculated cruelty.

Moore was not just recording facts.

He was analyzing his victim’s psychological state, making notes about on what day of isolation, she began to lose her sense of time.

And when her resistance gave way to apathy, prosecutor Mark Dugen read out passages where the accused described the woman’s suffering as a necessary stage in her purification from her past life.

These recordings became an indisputable proof of the premeditation and particular cynicism of the crime.

Elena Vance herself could not be present in the courtroom in person.

According to medical experts, her emotional state remained extremely unstable and any visual contact with her tormentor could lead to an irreversible regression in her rehabilitation.

Instead of personal presence, the court allowed the use of pre-recorded video evidence.

When Elena’s image appeared on the big screen, muffled gasps were heard in the room.

The woman in the video looked like a shadow of herself.

Her voice was shaking and her eyes were constantly looking away as if she could still see the walls of the concrete bunker.

In her statement, she did not demand revenge, but only described in detail the cold, the constant smell of grease, and the feeling of an iron mask that became part of her face for many months.

This testimony lasted more than 40 minutes and became the decisive moment for the jury.

Julian’s lawyers tried to appeal to his mental state, arguing that he suffered from a severe form of obsessive compulsive disorder and depression that had arisen in his school years.

However, the prosecution presented counter evidence.

Wellplanned purchases, the creation of fake digital traces, and the methodical disguise of the crime scene showed that he was fully sane and aware of his actions.

The investigation proved that Moore’s every step was part of a logical chain aimed at taking full control of another person.

On February 12, 2019, the jury reached its verdict.

After eight hours of deliberations, Julian Moore was found guilty on all charges, including first-degree kidnapping, false imprisonment by force and torture.

Judge Robert Harrison, announcing the verdict, noted that the defendant’s actions go beyond human understanding, and are a manifestation of pure distilled evil.

Julian Moore was sentenced to life imprisonment without the possibility of any parole.

When the handcuffs snapped on his wrists, he looked into the cell for the first time, but his eyes remained blank.

For Elellanena Vance, the sentence was just the formal end of the drama.

She survived, but the Colorado woods she once loved so much will forever remain a territory of fear for her.

According to close friends, she was never able to return to teaching.

Elellanena changed her name and moved to another state, trying to find peace in a place without mountains and dense coniferous forests.

Her past life was irrevocably destroyed in that basement under the garage, and the price of her survival was the complete abandonment of everything she had known before September 15th, 2017.

Today, the Sky View facility has been dismantled.

The garage has been demolished, and the concrete bunker has been filled with earth and poured over so that nothing reminds us of the year of underground hell.

Yet, in the silence of Gilpin County, the echoes of this story can still be heard.

It serves as a grim reminder that sometimes darkness lies beneath a layer of peace and natural beauty that you can’t see until it slams a heavy steel hatch behind you.

The case of Helen Vance has become a symbol of the resilience of the human spirit, but also a monument to how fragile security is in today’s world, where evil can sit at the last desk in your office for years, biting its time.