Dashcam lights flicker in the dead of night… a muffled scream, a shadow dragging something heavy to the trunk. What the camera caught next? A star’s alibi crumbling in 4K horror.
As the footage explodes online—timestamped to that fateful July evening—fans gasp at the blurred faces, the frantic whispers, and the undeniable proof staring back from a Tesla’s unblinking eye. Was it passion turned poison, or a deeper web of lies? The clip that’s rewriting the headlines demands you see it for yourself.
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A grainy, timestamped clip from the dashcam of singer D4vd’s black Tesla Model 3 has detonated across social media like a digital grenade, purportedly capturing the final, frantic moments before 15-year-old Celeste Rivas Hernandez’s alleged murder in July 2024. Shared initially on a shadowy Reddit thread before exploding to millions of views on X and YouTube, the 2-minute-47-second video—watermarked with Tesla’s Sentry Mode interface—shows a dimly lit Hollywood Hills side street at 2:17 a.m. on July 28, 2024, where a hooded figure, identified by sleuths as D4vd himself, wrestles a large, bundled shape toward the vehicle’s front trunk. The footage, leaked amid the ongoing LAPD probe, has thrust the case into overdrive, prompting renewed calls for the 20-year-old artist’s arrest and raising thorny questions about digital privacy in a fame-chasing world.
The video’s emergence, just hours after the September 30 Discord hack that allegedly uncovered D4vd’s confessional DMs, marks a pivotal turn in the investigation into Rivas’s death. Her severely decomposed remains—head, torso, and partial limbs wrapped in black Hefty bags—were discovered on September 8, 2025, inside the same Tesla, impounded two days prior for illegal parking near D4vd’s Doheny Drive rental. Forensic experts from the Los Angeles County Medical Examiner’s Office estimated she’d been dead for 12 to 14 months, aligning the timeline with the dashcam’s date and bolstering claims of blunt force trauma as the cause. Rivas, a 13-year-old runaway from Lake Elsinore when she vanished on April 5, 2024, weighed a heartbreaking 71 pounds at discovery, her body marred by ligature marks and a “Shhh…” tattoo mirroring one on D4vd’s right index finger.
In the footage, obtained by this outlet from an anonymous source claiming to be a former Interscope Records intern with access to D4vd’s seized devices, the camera’s infrared glow pierces the pre-dawn fog. A slim female figure—clad in a cropped hoodie and black leggings, her wavy black hair tousled—stumbles into frame, arguing audibly with the hooded male. “David, stop—I’m done, I swear I’ll tell,” her voice crackles through the tinny microphone, laced with sobs. The man, his face partially obscured by a black beanie but betrayed by a distinctive silver chain necklace seen in D4vd’s tour photos, grabs her arm roughly. What follows is a blur of motion: a scuffle near the curb, a muffled thud, and the figure slumping limp. He drags the bundle—now eerily still—across the pavement, pausing to glance at the Tesla’s unassuming exterior before heaving it into the frunk with a metallic clang. The clip ends with him wiping sweat from his brow, muttering, “Had to… no choice,” before slamming the hood and vanishing into the shadows.
Online, the video has amassed over 12 million views in under 24 hours, with #DashcamD4vd trending globally on X, where users dissected every frame like a crime scene. “This isn’t art anymore—it’s evidence,” tweeted @TrueCrimeDaily, a post racking up 45,000 retweets and sparking amateur timestamps aligning the audio with Rivas’s known voice from resurfaced TikTok lives. YouTube reactors, from true-crime vloggers to ex-LAPD consultants, pored over the metadata: GPS coordinates pinpointing 1312 Doheny Place, D4vd’s short-term lease, and the Sentry Mode activation triggered by “proximity motion” at 2:14 a.m. One viral breakdown by podcaster DJ Akademiks, titled “D4vd’s Trunk of Doom: The Footage That Buries Him,” hit 2.3 million views, zooming in on a fleeting glimpse of Rivas’s yellow bracelet dangling from the bundle.
Celeste’s mother, Maria Hernandez, watched the clip in horror during a midday briefing with Riverside County prosecutors, her reaction captured in a shaky iPhone video shared by family spokesman Javier Ruiz. “That’s my baby screaming for me,” she wept to Fox News, clutching a dog-eared sketchbook of Celeste’s anime drawings. “He lured her with songs of love, then silenced her like one of his damn lyrics. This dashcam? It’s her last cry—proof he caged her in that car and drove away with our world.” Hernandez, whose GoFundMe for Celeste’s memorial has surged to $285,000 amid the leaks, detailed how Rivas had confided in a school counselor about an “online boyfriend” pressuring her for meetups, a red flag dismissed as teenage drama until too late.
D4vd, born David Anthony Burke in Brooklyn and catapulted to stardom via TikTok virals like “Romantic Homicide”—a brooding anthem of toxic obsession that now feels prophetically damning—has remained holed up in a Houston safe house since canceling his Withered tour on September 19. His attorney, Blair Berk, issued a fiery rebuttal via TMZ: “This footage is manipulated garbage from fame-hungry trolls. My client was across town at a late-night studio session that night—timestamps prove it. He’s devastated by Celeste’s loss and begs the public to wait for facts, not fanfic.” Berk cited a now-deleted Instagram Story from D4vd’s secondary account (@xtrad4vd) at 3:15 a.m., showing him in a dimly lit booth with producer cohorts, though skeptics note the post’s eerie caption: “Cutting ties that bind… forever severed.”
LAPD’s Robbery-Homicide Division, already stretched by the September 18 raid on D4vd’s rental that yielded blood-specked rugs and encrypted hard drives, confirmed receipt of the dashcam file Wednesday morning. “We’re authenticating it through Tesla’s cloud servers and our digital forensics lab,” Detective Elena Vasquez told NBC News, declining to speculate on origins but noting the department’s subpoena of the automaker for all Sentry Mode logs from the vehicle. Sources whisper of a potential insider leak: a disgruntled tour tech who, per anonymous X posts, was fired mid-2024 for “asking too many questions” about the Tesla’s unexplained “service mode” activations. The footage syncs chillingly with the Discord DMs from the prior hack—”wrapped her up tight, no mess in the Hills house”—and a resurfaced July 2024 interview where D4vd described “Romantic Homicide” as “about ending what hurts you most.”
The leak’s ripple effects extend beyond the probe. Interscope Records, D4vd’s label under Universal Music Group, yanked his catalog from playlists Tuesday, citing “pending legal matters,” a move that tanked his Spotify streams by 87% overnight. Collaborators like TikTok star Pokimane, who guested on a 2024 remix, issued apologies: “If this is real, I platformed a monster—heartbroken for Celeste.” Fan servers splintered, with #BoycottD4vd clashing against #InnocentUntilProven holdouts, while true-crime TikToks recreated the dashcam scuffle using AI deepfakes, blurring lines between evidence and entertainment.
Celeste’s loved ones, from brother Matthew Rivas—who told ABC7, “She wanted to be an artist, not a headline”—to ex-classmates organizing Lake Elsinore vigils, decry the viral frenzy as a second violation. “Monsters like him hide behind screens; now the world’s screens are hiding his crime,” said aunt Sofia Mendez at a September 30 candlelight march. Child advocacy group Enough Is Enough! seized the moment, launching a petition for stricter Discord and Tesla data-sharing protocols, amassing 150,000 signatures in hours. “This isn’t just one tragedy—it’s the blueprint for how predators weaponize tech,” executive director Ariella Ferrera told CNN.
D4vd’s backstory adds layers of irony. Raised in Queens before a teen move to Houston, he channeled isolation into moody alt-R&B, his 2023 video for “One More Dance” eerily depicting a bloodied body dragged to a car trunk—a doppelgänger self-portrait that now haunts his 4.2 million TikTok followers. Stage props like a touring casket, once dismissed as goth flair, fuel profiles painting him as “art imitating life imitating art.” His mother, Gloria Burke, broke silence in a tearful Variety op-ed: “David’s music was his escape from pain—not a map to this. Pray for truth.”
As October 1 unfolded under relentless L.A. sun, Hernandez placed fresh lilies at the impound lot’s chain-link fence, the dashcam’s echo in her mind. “Celeste fought in those frames—for breath, for home. Now we fight for her forever.” Prosecutors hint at charges by week’s end; LAPD’s cyber unit scrambles to trace the leak’s IP to a VPN in Vancouver. In an era where a car’s watchful eye outlives its driver, the Tesla’s silent witness may yet deliver the verdict fame can’t buy. For Rivas, a dreamer snuffed too soon, the footage isn’t closure—it’s a flare in the dark, illuminating justice’s long, winding road.