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The current challenge on the Illustration Friday is “confined”.
You walk/I'll run/And follow right behind you/You call/I'll come/And I won't remember where I come from
Colleen Stan’s seven year nightmare began when she was hitching a ride to a friend’s birthday party in May 1977.

Twenty-year old Colleen accepted a ride from a couple with a baby. While they drove, the man, Cameron Hooker, made idle conversation with Colleen as she sat in the back seat with his wife, Janice, and the baby. Soon, Hooker drove to a remote area and shut off the car’s engine. Janice took the baby and left the car. Colleen was confused, until Hooker put a knife to her throat and told her he would kill her if she didn’t do as he instructed. Hooker blindfolded and handcuffed Colleen. Janice returned to the car and they resumed driving. Unknown to Colleen, Hooker had made a deal with his wife. He would allow her to have a baby and, in exchange, he would be allowed have a fantasy slave.

They arrived at the Hooker home and Colleen was led to the basement where she was stripped naked and hung by her wrists several feet off the ground. Hooker and his wife had sex on the floor beneath Colleen. Sometime later, Hooker returned alone to beat and torture Colleen. He did this regularly, sometimes several times a day. When she wasn’t being tortured, Colleen was confined to a locked wooden box hidden beneath Hooker’s bed. After seven months of regular beatings and rapes, Colleen was forced by Hooker to sign a slavery contract that he had prepared. He convinced Colleen that their activity — their every move— was being watch by a powerful, all-seeing organization called “The Company”. He created an elaborate story about “The Company” finding her family and killing them if she tried to escape. Constant reinforcement of this idea eventually brainwashed Colleen. Her daily routine of torture, beatings and rape continued for years, as did her confinement to the wooden box.

After four years, Colleen was granted privileges including permission to work in the Hooker’s yard and care for the Hooker’s children. (Janice had delivered a second baby on the bed under which Colleen was held captive.) Colleen was even allowed to visit her family, while accompanied by Hooker posing as her boyfriend. She was so terrified by the idea of “The Company” that she did not dare reveal the truth about her situation to her parents. She appeared happy and smiling. Her parents were concerned at first, but they were so pleased to see her, they didn’t wish to pressure her, fearing they’d never see her again.

Hooker told Janice he wanted more slaves. Janice was fearful of her husband for years, but that suggestion was all she could take. After seven years, in August 1984, while Hooker was at work,  Janice told Colleen “The Company” didn’t exist. She drove Colleen to the bus station and then went to the police. Janice told of Colleen’s abduction, the torture, the beatings and the brainwashing. She eventually testified in court against her husband. Hooker was sentenced to 104 years in prison. Janice and Colleen were relocated with new identities. 




  1. Well, that rates up there with one of the most scariest things I’ve heard! I don’t know whether or not to be paranoid, hysterical or just plain…”what the…?” You do have the power of a scandalous storyteller with images to match! You are over the top! Lol! You definitely leave me guessing from week to week, what you’ll come up with! And it’s always thought-provokingly charged! Happy New Year to you…Josh Pincus is crying!

  2. WTF?
    Why are you passing a true story (which was so horrific to the victims) off as your own.
    These women(I say women because there were other victims), suffered horrible trauma at the hands of a scumbag who did these things with no remorse what so ever.
    Have you no sense of empathy? Or was it joyous to make a sketch of a real event, that happened to a real human being?
    Maybe I should have read more about you and your art. But, you are a sick, sick man Josh Pincus.
    So, here I leave the footprint of someone who despises twisted thoughts and minds amongst us all.

  3. Thank you for taking the time to read an entry on my my blog and get pissed off enough to leave a comment.
    If I have evoked thought and emotion with one of my drawings, then my job has an artist is successful.

    Although the illustrations are all original and of my creation, at no time do I pass off this story, or others like them (and my blog is filled with ’em) as my own.
    I have never praised the perpetrators of such acts. I have merely reported their existence, much the way a newspaper or magazine would. I have done extensive research and bring to light stories and incidents that may have been forgotten due to the passing of time and the short attention span of the easily-distracted American Idol watching, Wal-Mart shopping society in which we presently live. Remember the words of George Santayana: “Those who cannot remember the past, are condemned to repeat it.”

    I don’t know in which service you have achieved the rank of “sergeant,” but have you read the story of poor Robin Graham who has been missing for 42 years because of a policeman shirking his duties?

    So, yes, Sergeant, perhaps you should read more on my blog.

    If you are looking for drawings of happy flowers and butterflies, you’ve come to the wrong place.

    Thanks again,

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