On the night of March 31, 2006, Brian Shaffer, a 27 year old Ohio State medical student, went out in Columbus to kick off spring break. He'd had a brutal month. His mom had died of cancer just three weeks earlier. But he was still going to class, and in two days he was flying to Miami with his girlfriend. He had dinner with his dad that night. Then he and a friend hit the bars. Just after 1 a.m., security cameras caught Brian riding an escalator up into the Ugly Tuna Saloona, a packed second floor bar near campus. Around 1:55 a.m., the cameras caught him again, just outside the entrance, chatting with two young women. Then he walked out of frame, back toward the bar. That is the last time anyone has ever seen Brian Shaffer. The cameras never recorded him leaving. Not on the escalator. Not through the front. His friends waited, called him, and eventually went home. Monday morning, he never showed up for his flight. Up to 50 officers searched at a time in those first days. Over the years, police have sifted through more than 5,000 tips. His phone was never used again. His bank account was never touched. His credit cards were never charged. Two years later, his father, still searching, was killed when a tree fell on him in his own yard. Then in 2026, a podcast got a tip naming a possible person of interest. When they brought the name to a Columbus detective, they learned police had already been given that same name by one of Brian's friends back in 2006. 20 years later, no body. No arrest. No answer. He walked into a bar full of people, in front of cameras, and vanished. How?

It’s hard to go from in love to let go in a week with no warning, but that’s just how it is sometimes 🤷🏻‍♀️ I feel happy that I got to show Elon how it feels to be deeply understood, nurtured, and peacefully loved with stability and gentleness. Given the tumultuous nature of his early life, his often tortured soul, and how hard he fights for humanity I wanted him to feel the deepest and most stable form of love this world can provide. My heart is full knowing I got to do that, and I hope it leaves a lasting good effect. We were always his safe space. A place where all of us were overjoyed to see him and one that was always full of happiness and love, not war, in contrast to his otherwise militant existence (a needed break from the battlefield where he could recharge his heart and soul before heading back out) I loved being that counterbalancing place of safety, sense of calm, and love — and delighted in bringing a smile back to his face when he was down. I will miss him dearly. I’ve loved him more than life itself and he’s taught me 100 lifetimes of knowledge and made my cup overflow with life meaning, so there is a lot of loss, but luckily we created four beautiful little loves of my life ❤️❤️❤️❤️ I am so beyond grateful for our children and they make every single day the best day of my life! I do hope and pray he and I can be great friends and coparents. I’m hurting, but care deeply about E and will always be cheering for his happiness. God speed, Elon, the world is lucky to have you.