Something deeply unsettling is happening in Houston’s waters. Twenty-four people — young and old — have been found dead this year in the city’s bayous.
Rumors of a serial killer spread quickly online. But Mayor John Whitmire insists there’s no such thing. “Enough is enough of wild speculation,” he said firmly. Instead, he blamed drugs, alcohol, and homelessness — a painful reminder of lives slipping through society’s cracks.
Among the victims was 28-year-old Brent Brown, remembered for his “kindness, loyalty, and quiet humor.” Another, Anthony Curry, drowned after struggling with addiction. Even a 14-year-old girl, Shannon Davis, tragically lost her life. Each name tells a story — brief, fragile, and heartbreakingly human.
Police say these deaths are “not a new phenomenon.” But residents can’t shake the eerie feeling that something bigger, something darker, is unfolding beneath the surface.
Whether by fate, neglect, or misfortune, twenty-four souls have vanished into Houston’s waterways — leaving behind grief, unanswered questions, and a city quietly wondering who’s next.
