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3 Unforgettable True Horror Stories That Will Leave You Paralyzed with Fear · True Horror Stories

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  Speaker 1: I remember the first day when I stepped into Saint
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  Speaker 1: Luke's Hospital. The pure white walls and the scent of
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  Speaker 1: antiseptics hung in the air with the low murmur of
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  Speaker 1: life and death.
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  Speaker 2: It was my first day as an entrance in this
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  Speaker 2: new city.
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  Speaker 1: I was keen yet anxious, entirely unaware that I was
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  Speaker 1: on the verge of something nightmarish. Charles was the first
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  Speaker 1: to greet me. He had been there for years and
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  Speaker 1: was supposed to train me in the beginning. He was charming,
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  Speaker 1: even in a quiet, confident manner. He knew all protocols,
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  Speaker 1: every patient's name, and seemed deeply committed to his work.
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  Speaker 1: He'll get used to work in the night shift. His
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  Speaker 1: voice was smooth with a note of odd chill. However,
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  Speaker 1: the hardest of all is watching them go. Some of
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  Speaker 1: those elderly souls won't last much longer. I nodded then,
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  Speaker 1: completely unaware of how ominous were his words. As days
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  Speaker 1: passed by, I began to be apprehensive about him, and
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  Speaker 1: at times even some what impressed by charles His obsessive
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  Speaker 1: care for work, his passion. He showed up when I
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  Speaker 1: least expected him to, with a lingering gaze much longer
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  Speaker 1: than comfort would allow. It wasn't just his presence that
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  Speaker 1: made the Foxes confusing. There was an increase in patient death.
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  Speaker 1: I initially dismissed this as coincidence. The hospital was essentially
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  Speaker 1: packed with old patients, many already sickly. Then I noticed
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  Speaker 1: something disturbing. Almost every patient who died suddenly had been
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  Speaker 1: visited by Charles minutes before their demise. There was no correlation.
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  Speaker 1: Some of their conditions were stable, some were even getting well,
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  Speaker 1: but all had one thing in common Charles. One evening
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  Speaker 1: I found him watching me as I read a patient's file.
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  Speaker 1: He smirked knowingly. What's on your mind, Amie, he asked,
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  Speaker 1: his voice low. I made myself smile.
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  Speaker 2: Just getting the hang of things nice.
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  Speaker 1: He said, stepping closer. It's better to forget the details
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  Speaker 1: easier that way. That night I had decided to have
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  Speaker 1: a closer watch on him. A few nights later, I
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  Speaker 1: had gone to take a break in the back alley
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  Speaker 1: when I sent something blood curdling. Charles was crouched down
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  Speaker 1: beside a dumpster, facing away from me. He was methodically
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  Speaker 1: doing something, and when I took a step forward for
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  Speaker 1: a better look, I gasped. He was ripping into a
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  Speaker 1: dead pigeon with a surgical blade, finger stained crimson. His
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  Speaker 1: head shot up, his dark eyes piercing through mine. What's wrong, Amy,
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  Speaker 1: he asked, getting up slowly, knife still in his hand.
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  Speaker 2: I shook my head and slowly backed away. Oh I
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  Speaker 2: just I went out to get some air.
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  Speaker 1: His lips curled into that strange smirk. Air does good
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  Speaker 1: for you. I hurried back inside, my heart pounding whatever
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  Speaker 1: was wrong with Charles It wasn't just in My head
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  Speaker 1: passed and the deaths continued. I started keeping notes, watching
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  Speaker 1: his every move. I noticed how he always seemed to
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  Speaker 1: be around when a patient took their last breath. He
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  Speaker 1: would enter their room, sometimes alone, sometimes under the preteens
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  Speaker 1: of checking vitals. Moments later, the machines would beat their
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  Speaker 1: ominous tone, signaling the end. Days later, I followed him
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  Speaker 1: quietly from one ward to another. He didn't seem to
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  Speaker 1: notice me at first, but then came to an abrupt stop,
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  Speaker 1: as though sensing my presence. Turning his head slightly, he whispered,
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  Speaker 1: you really shouldn't be out here by yourself, Amy.
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  Speaker 2: I froze.
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  Speaker 1: His voice was soft, but held something sinister underlying its
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  Speaker 1: gentle tone.
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  Speaker 2: I forced a laugh. I'm just checking on the residence.
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  Speaker 1: He chuckled under his breath, continuing down the halls as
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  Speaker 1: if nothing had happened. Trembling, I held my pen and
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  Speaker 1: wrote another entry in my little black book. A few
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  Speaker 1: nights later, I saw him creeping into the supply unit.
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  Speaker 1: I felt my heart race as I quietly followed a
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  Speaker 1: decent distance away. I peered through a small glass window
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  Speaker 1: to see him filling his shirt pockets full of syringes.
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  Speaker 1: I knew my time was running short. That same night,
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  Speaker 1: I saw Charles walk into the room of an elderly
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  Speaker 1: patient who had only recently been admitted. There was a
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  Speaker 1: knot in my stomach with fear. I wanted to go
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  Speaker 1: in after him, to scream at him not to touch
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  Speaker 1: that patient, but was instead rooted to the floor in fear.
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  Speaker 1: I figured it would be best to get evidence first.
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  Speaker 1: The next morning, that patient was dead, no signs or
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  Speaker 1: symptoms had been expressed, no complications. It was just gone.
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  Speaker 1: I called the police. I explained everything, the pattern, the
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  Speaker 1: theft of the syringes, the suspicious actions of Charles, and
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  Speaker 1: they took me seriously and we made a plan. I
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  Speaker 1: would stay on watch and call them. When Arles made
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  Speaker 1: his next move at night, I saw him again. He
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  Speaker 1: slipped another syringe into his pocket and headed towards the
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  Speaker 1: room of a man who had only been admitted the
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  Speaker 1: day before. I hastily messaged the officers waiting outside. With
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  Speaker 1: everything crammed with courage, I trailed behind him. I slowly
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  Speaker 1: stood just outside the door, looking through the small crack,
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  Speaker 1: But I saw him.
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  Speaker 2: Made my stomach drop.
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  Speaker 1: Charles loomed over the patient as he whispered something I
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  Speaker 1: couldn't hear, standing there with a syringe as he prepared
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  Speaker 1: to inject stop, I continued in a voice that rang
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  Speaker 1: through the room.
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  Speaker 2: He turned his eyes dark, almost soulless.
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  Speaker 1: The syringe fit itself more snugly into his fingers amy
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  Speaker 1: he purred, you mustn't be here. Before he could make
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  Speaker 1: his move, the police rushed in with a bang.
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  Speaker 2: Drop the syringe, one shouted.
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  Speaker 1: Charles clenched his jaw, his eyes darting to each officer
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  Speaker 1: back to me. For a moment, I thought he might charge,
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  Speaker 1: but he hissed and dropped the syringe to a clatter
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  Speaker 1: on the floor. They were all over him, forcing him down.
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  Speaker 1: As they dragged him away, he turned his head toward
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  Speaker 1: me and smiled a slow, knowing smile. I'll see you around, Amy,
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  Speaker 1: I shuddered, wrapping my arms around myself. Now that reality
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  Speaker 1: began to hit. Charles was a monster, and I had
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  Speaker 1: witnessed him firsthand.
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  Speaker 2: But he had been caught. It was over, so I
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  Speaker 2: had hoped.
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  Speaker 1: Even with Charles in custody, a certain tension still hung
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  Speaker 1: heavily over me. It was his twinkling words that visited
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  Speaker 1: me at night from shadowy corners, And there were nights
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  Speaker 1: I woke in a cold sweat, thinking I saw him
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  Speaker 1: lurking in a shadow somewhere inside my room. I told
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  Speaker 1: myself it was just paranoia that he was locked away.
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  Speaker 2: But fear is a cunning thing.
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  Speaker 1: It digs itself in below the skin and refuses to
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  Speaker 1: let slip. And while I indeed wanted to believe that
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  Speaker 1: Charles was gone forever, there was a part of me lurking,
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  Speaker 1: waiting for the moment when his prophecy would come true,
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  Speaker 1: that one day, somehow virtual or otherwise, I would.
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  Speaker 2: Come to see him again.
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  Speaker 1: Charles Cullen, a former nurse, is one of the most
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  Speaker 1: notorious serial killers in US history. Cullen murdered at least
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  Speaker 1: forty patients, though he confessed to killing up to four hundred.
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  Speaker 1: He worked in multiple hospitals across New Jersey in Pennsylvania
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  Speaker 1: where he had access to vulnerable patients. Cullen used his
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  Speaker 1: position to inject lethal doses of drugs like digoxin an insulin,
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  Speaker 1: making his crimes difficult to detect. His killing spree went
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  Speaker 1: unnoticed for years until two thousand and three. At Saint
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  Speaker 1: Luke's Hospital in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania, Cullen's friend Amy Lauren, secretly
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  Speaker 1: cooperated with investigators, helping them gather evidence. Cullen was arrested
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  Speaker 1: on December twelfth, two thousand and three, and confessed to
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  Speaker 1: his crimes. It was sentenced to eleven consecutive life sentences
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  Speaker 1: in prison without the possibility of parole. Hi.
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  Speaker 2: My name was Kumar, and I was raised in a
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  Speaker 2: small Indian village where the summer air was infused with
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  Speaker 2: the fragrance of fresh mangoes and the land shimmered gold
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  Speaker 2: in the afternoon sunlight. Childhood was simple and beautiful, cool
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  Speaker 2: winds blue on our faces. Friends and I ran through
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  Speaker 2: fields where the greenery spread endlessly, climbed trees and swam
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  Speaker 2: in the clearest ponds reflecting the blue sky like mirror.
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  Speaker 2: Life was easy, worry free, and full of laughter. Then,
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  Speaker 2: out of nowhere, village children started to go missing. It
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  Speaker 2: began as a whisper among the elders that acquired the
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  Speaker 2: entire village. Initially, these missing cases.
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  Speaker 1: Were brushed off as unfortunate incidents, but soon the locals
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  Speaker 1: started to get scared.
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  Speaker 2: A boyfriend when the.
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  Speaker 1: Next community went missing on his way home from school
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  Speaker 1: one girl went to bring back a jug of water
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  Speaker 1: and never returned. Their parents searched, calling out, and the
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  Speaker 1: echoes could be heard across the village, but the police
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  Speaker 1: dismissed it as trivialities. They called them missing cases, but
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  Speaker 1: the police never truly searched. Things started to go down
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  Speaker 1: really soon, parents forbade their children from staying outside for
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  Speaker 1: too long. Those of us still playing out now moved
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  Speaker 1: by twos and threes, trying to protect one another from
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  Speaker 1: the unknown power that snatched away our friends. A village
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  Speaker 1: that was once our playground started to feel different and darker.
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  Speaker 1: It was as if something sinister lurked in the corners
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  Speaker 1: that the sun couldn't touch. One evening, when I was seven,
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  Speaker 1: my best friend Harry and I lost track of time.
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  Speaker 1: We had been playing near the old Banyan tree, laughing
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  Speaker 1: and chasing fireflies, not caring that the sun had dipped
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  Speaker 1: into the horizon. As I looked up by noticed the
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  Speaker 1: sky orange red with the hue of the dying sunlight.
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  Speaker 1: Warmer tones of the evening became cooler night blues. The
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  Speaker 1: fields were filled with the chirping of crickets, while eerie
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  Speaker 1: howls of coyotes danced in the air around us at
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  Speaker 1: a distance.
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  Speaker 2: We should take the shortcut through the woods.
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  Speaker 1: Harry suggested it wasn't the safest route, but it was
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  Speaker 1: the fastest way home. The thought of our mother's scolding
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  Speaker 1: us for being late made us quick to agree.
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  Speaker 2: We started walking.
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  Speaker 1: Along with the sounds of our voices, we could hear
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  Speaker 1: the crunch of leaves under our feet. Five minutes into
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  Speaker 1: the walk, we began hearing a distant crying. It was
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  Speaker 1: like the cry of a child at first far, but
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  Speaker 1: then it became louder. Thinking a poor kid must be
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  Speaker 1: in trouble, Harry ran toward that sound.
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  Speaker 2: I had no other.
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  Speaker 1: Option than to follow him, but a red alarm had
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  Speaker 1: already activated in my mind. Who in the woods would
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  Speaker 1: be crying a lost child, a ghost. Every ghost story
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  Speaker 1: we ever heard ran through my life. We got close
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  Speaker 1: to a big bush, and peeking through the leaves, we
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  Speaker 1: saw it in the damp earth. It was an old,
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  Speaker 1: shabby doll, button dyed, glittering in the moon's dim light.
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  Speaker 1: The instant I stopped to touch it, the cry peeped again, clearer.
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  Speaker 1: This time the cry wasn't even of a child. He
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  Speaker 1: was coming from the doll. Harry Smirt thinking something must
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  Speaker 1: have made the doll move to let out that cry,
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  Speaker 1: but I wondered what or who. We turned to leave
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  Speaker 1: when we heard footsteps behind us.
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  Speaker 2: There was a.
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  Speaker 1: Man, a tall, lanky man, standing under the glimmering moonlight.
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  Speaker 1: His partial face was curtained under the shadows of the
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  Speaker 1: tree branches above him. His eyes were wide, and he
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  Speaker 1: had this stretchy, unnatural, dragged grin. He whispered, du like toys,
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  Speaker 1: I have many more. Come with me and I'll show you.
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  Speaker 2: My blood ran cold.
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  Speaker 1: Har and I had heard the stories, the missing children,
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  Speaker 1: the stranger who lured them away. We shook our heads
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  Speaker 1: and turned to leave, but he moved fast. Before we
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  Speaker 1: could take another step, he appeared in front of us,
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  Speaker 1: blocking our way, his long fingers reaching.
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  Speaker 2: Into his pocket, pulling out chocolates.
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  Speaker 1: Come now, don't be afraid take these, I have plenty more.
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  Speaker 1: His voice was smooth and coaxing, but there was something
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  Speaker 1: off about it, something that made me scared enough to
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  Speaker 1: never stay outside after dark. Now, Harry suddenly yelled, grabbing
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  Speaker 1: my hand, let's go, Kmar. We started to run, our
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  Speaker 1: feet pounding against the forest floor.
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  Speaker 2: My heart hammered against my ribs.
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  Speaker 1: I expected to hear some footsteps and feel his hands
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  Speaker 1: grabbing at our clothes, but as I glanced back, I
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  Speaker 1: saw something worse.
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  Speaker 2: He wasn't chasing us. He was standing still, and he
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  Speaker 2: was munching on something.
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  Speaker 1: At first, I thought it was the chocolates that he
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  Speaker 1: offered us, but then I noticed it from a black
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  Speaker 1: plastic bag. He pulled something out, something dark, wet and
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  Speaker 1: dripping with a thick red liquid. He stucked it into
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  Speaker 1: his mouth, chewing slowly, savoring it the way the thick residue.
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  Speaker 2: Ran down his chin.
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  Speaker 1: I got doubts about whether this guy's a real human
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  Speaker 1: being or not. It wasn't food, at least I won't
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  Speaker 1: call it food.
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  Speaker 2: I didn't scream. I couldn't.
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  Speaker 1: Harry dragged me forward, forcing me to move until we
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  Speaker 1: reached the edge of the woods, where the sight of
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  Speaker 1: the village lights finally made us feel safe.
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  Speaker 2: We ran home and told our parents.
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  Speaker 1: They listened, their faces pale with horror, but when they
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  Speaker 1: asked around the village, no one knew who the man was.
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  Speaker 1: A year later, my father got a job in the
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  Speaker 1: city and we moved away.
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  Speaker 2: Life changed.
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  Speaker 1: One evening, I got home from school and found my
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  Speaker 1: parents glued to the TV. The tone of the news
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  Speaker 1: anchor was one of grave seriousness, depicting a case that
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  Speaker 1: had shaken the entire country. A man had been caught,
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  Speaker 1: a man who had been kidnapping and murdering children, along
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  Speaker 1: with a friend who was equally sick like him. Nineteen
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  Speaker 1: confirmed victims, some as young as five. He had even
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  Speaker 1: confessed to eating their flesh. The screen flashed an image
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  Speaker 1: of him. It was the man from the woods, the
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  Speaker 1: one who had grinned at us, the one who had
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  Speaker 1: offered us chocolates. My legs grew weak. My mother turned
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  Speaker 1: to look at me, her eyes wide with horror. I
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  Speaker 1: lay awake that night, staring at the ceiling, haunted even
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  Speaker 1: now by thoughts that just couldn't let go. I had
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  Speaker 1: stared into the eyes of a monster and lived to
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  Speaker 1: tell the tale. I should have been one of them,
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  Speaker 1: but I wasn't, and to this day I don't know why.
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  Speaker 1: Around two thousand and six, cases of missing children began
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  Speaker 1: skyrocketing in a village of Neuda, India, which was later
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  Speaker 1: termed as the Thari Killings. A series of gruesome child
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  Speaker 1: murders and assaults came to light through this case. Cops
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  Speaker 1: investigated the cases and found out that the crimes were
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  Speaker 1: committed by Maninder Singh Pander, a businessman, and his domestic
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  Speaker 1: help surrender Kohli at Pandhander's bungalow and Nathari village, police
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  Speaker 1: discovered human remains and drains near the house, leading to
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  Speaker 1: shocking revelations of abuse, murder, and cannibalism. Coley admitted to luring,
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  Speaker 1: killing and dismembering multiple victims, mostly children. Both were sentenced
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  Speaker 1: to death, but Pander was later acquitted in some cases.
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  Speaker 1: The case exposed severe police negligence and the vulnerability of
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  Speaker 1: marginalized communities.
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  Speaker 2: I never truly wanted to believe that demons.
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  Speaker 1: Exist, ghosts, perhaps spirits of the dead in this world. Sure,
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  Speaker 1: but demons. They belong in horror movies and sermons, not
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  Speaker 1: in a free bedroom house on Carolina Street in Gary, Indiana,
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  Speaker 1: of which I am a proud tenant.
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  Speaker 2: But they came anyway.
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  Speaker 1: It started with the flies, black buzzing swarms of flies
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  Speaker 1: appearing even when winter stood firm kill as many as
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  Speaker 1: I did and fumigate the house, they just kept coming back.
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  Speaker 2: This was no normal infestation. They were not to have
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  Speaker 2: been there, but this was just the start.
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  Speaker 1: At night, I heard heavy boots climbing and descending the stairs,
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  Speaker 1: pacing the halls just outside my bedroom. The first few
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  Speaker 1: times I thought it was one of my children getting
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  Speaker 1: a glass of water or going to the bathroom, But
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  Speaker 1: when I checked, they were sound asleep, their chests moving
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  Speaker 1: up and down in utter merciful ignorance. The footsteps continued,
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  Speaker 1: and they wouldn't stop, not even when I had locked
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  Speaker 1: every door and window and suspended myself from prayer.
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  Speaker 2: Then my children changed. First it was little things.
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  Speaker 1: My daughter talked to invisible friends and whispered tones, her
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  Speaker 1: eyes darting to the darkest corners of the room, as
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  Speaker 1: if something lurked there. The youngest woke up in the
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  Speaker 1: morning with deep fingernail scratches on his arms and legs.
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  Speaker 1: His sheets twisted as if he had been fighting something
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  Speaker 1: in his sleep.
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  Speaker 2: But my eldest, he scared me the most.
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  Speaker 1: One night, he sat up in bed, foaming, still straight
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  Speaker 1: and motionless and with a blank stare.
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  Speaker 2: I called his name.
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  Speaker 1: He turned his head slowly, very slowly, as if he
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  Speaker 1: were straining to do so, until he was locked into
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  Speaker 1: his stare upon me. His smile was not that smile.
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  Speaker 1: It was the smile of something else. Mama, he whispered,
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  Speaker 1: he wants to play. The room became unbearably still, crushed
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  Speaker 1: under the invisible weight of something pushing against my skin.
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  Speaker 1: I could not move my son. My baby gave a
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  Speaker 1: guttural laugh that made bile rise in my throat. The
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  Speaker 1: spirit left suddenly, and my son, after blinking back the tears,
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  Speaker 1: looked around, confused and began to cry. He couldn't tell
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  Speaker 1: me what had just happened. That was when I realized
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  Speaker 1: there was something evil in our house. So I went
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  Speaker 1: to the priest. Father Magunat listened to my story with
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  Speaker 1: a stern expression while I told him about everything strange
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  Speaker 1: that happened. The whispered voices and the shadows that slithered
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  Speaker 1: across the walls that should have been empty. He agreed
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  Speaker 1: to come out to the house to bless it and
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  Speaker 1: to drive whatever it was away. He lived to regret it.
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  Speaker 1: His complexion drained. The moment he walked into the house,
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  Speaker 1: the air chilled enough for our breath.
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  Speaker 2: To be visible.
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  Speaker 1: He dipped holly water in every room, muttering prayers and
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  Speaker 1: hushed tones. Down in the basement, something growled, The walls
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  Speaker 1: quivered above us, The bulls exploded. It's nothing, our surroundings
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  Speaker 1: in total darkness. This is not a ghost, he told
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  Speaker 1: me afterward. This is something much worse. The Department of
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  Speaker 1: Child Services got involved when my children started missing school.
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  Speaker 1: When they arrived for their visit, they witnessed things I
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  Speaker 1: could barely explain. My youngest was lifted from the ground,
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  Speaker 1: an invisible force hoisting him into the air, before he
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  Speaker 1: was flung across the room.
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  Speaker 2: Like a rag doll.
• 19:28
  Speaker 1: My middle child walked backward up a wall and inhuman
• 19:31
  Speaker 1: grace in his movements before he collapsed to the floor unconscious.
• 19:36
  Speaker 2: The caseworkers screamed, the nurse ran for help.
• 19:39
  Speaker 1: They took my children away that night, in the quiet
• 19:43
  Speaker 1: darkness of the empty house. I cried all alone that cold,
• 19:47
  Speaker 1: terrible night, with only that thing crouching in the other room.
• 19:52
  Speaker 1: I fought, I prayed, I begged to God to take
• 19:55
  Speaker 1: this curse away from my family. The priest returned, stronger,
• 19:59
  Speaker 1: this time, more prepared. He performed an exorcism on me.
• 20:03
  Speaker 1: First three times, I don't remember much, just flashes of darkness,
• 20:08
  Speaker 1: the feeling of something clawing inside my skin, trying to
• 20:12
  Speaker 1: tear its way out. I remember screaming, though I don't
• 20:16
  Speaker 1: recall if it was my voice or someone else's.
• 20:19
  Speaker 2: On another night, I saw the thing in the window.
• 20:23
  Speaker 1: I was lying in bed, exhausted but too petrified to sleep.
• 20:27
  Speaker 1: This heaviness came over me, further back on the bed,
• 20:31
  Speaker 1: pressure coming onto the bed, It crept up my legs.
• 20:36
  Speaker 1: I gasped. I couldn't move. The room was dark, another
• 20:40
  Speaker 1: darkness looming above me. He had no face, but his eyes.
• 20:45
  Speaker 1: Those eyes were disfigured as burnt embers, filled with hatred, hunger,
• 20:50
  Speaker 1: and some other sense disdain.
• 20:53
  Speaker 2: She'll never be free, a voice.
• 20:55
  Speaker 1: Growled, with sensation finally flowing again through my body.
• 21:00
  Speaker 2: I leapt off the bed, gasping for air.
• 21:02
  Speaker 1: It felt as though it had all turned to ash
• 21:05
  Speaker 1: in the back of my throat. I ran, I took
• 21:08
  Speaker 1: my keys and fled into the night, without looking back
• 21:10
  Speaker 1: until I reached miles further the church where Father Maganaut waited.
• 21:19
  Speaker 2: I sobbed.
• 21:23
  Speaker 1: He pressed a crucifix into my hands, firm fingered.
• 21:27
  Speaker 2: Then we shall make it.
• 21:28
  Speaker 1: The last exorcism was different, intense, violent. The thing inside me,
• 21:34
  Speaker 1: the thing inside my children, the thing inside the house
• 21:37
  Speaker 1: fought back with a vengeance.
• 21:39
  Speaker 2: Doors slammed, walls shook.
• 21:42
  Speaker 1: My screams were interspersed with moments where I tried to
• 21:45
  Speaker 1: shake off the.
• 21:46
  Speaker 2: Thing weighing on me. It hissed in my ear.
• 21:49
  Speaker 1: Said things to me that I will never forget, but
• 21:52
  Speaker 1: never utter.
• 21:53
  Speaker 2: Then suddenly he was gone.
• 21:56
  Speaker 1: The air cleaned, the house felt still darkness that had
• 22:01
  Speaker 1: clung to me, to my children, to every square inch
• 22:04
  Speaker 1: of that damned place lifted. We moved out, left it
• 22:08
  Speaker 1: all behind that house, and I never looked back. Years
• 22:12
  Speaker 1: later I learned the house got demolished. It was bought
• 22:15
  Speaker 1: by Zach Baggins, filmed in a documentary, and then ultimately destroyed.
• 22:20
  Speaker 1: But I know, I know the thing that had tormented
• 22:23
  Speaker 1: us hasn't vanished, not really sometimes late at night, when
• 22:28
  Speaker 1: I close my eyes, I.
• 22:30
  Speaker 2: Still hear the whispers. You never lave me.
• 22:37
  Speaker 1: LaToya Amons, an Indiana woman, claim she and her three
• 22:41
  Speaker 1: children were tormented by demonic forces in their Gary, Indiana
• 22:45
  Speaker 1: home in twenty and eleven. Dubbed the two hundred Demon
• 22:49
  Speaker 1: House case, the alleged hauntings included levitation, shadowy figures, and
• 22:55
  Speaker 1: violent possessions. Amons sought help from police, doctors, and allergy,
• 23:00
  Speaker 1: leading to an investigation by child services and law enforcement.
• 23:05
  Speaker 1: A Catholic priest, father Michael Magnot, performed multiple exorcisms on
• 23:10
  Speaker 1: Amans once sanctioned by the church. Official reports from police
• 23:15
  Speaker 1: and medical staff described eerie, unexplainable events, adding to the
• 23:19
  Speaker 1: cases notoriety. The home was later demolished by paranormal investigator
• 23:25
  Speaker 1: Zach Baggins, who documented the case in his twenty eighteen
• 23:29
  Speaker 1: film Demon House. Ammons has since remained largely private, only
• 23:35
  Speaker 1: occasionally speaking about her experiences, maintaining her belief that the
• 23:39
  Speaker 1: house was infested with evil forces. The case remains one
• 23:44
  Speaker 1: of the most controversial modern possession claims in the US.