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3 True Pizza Delivery Horror Stories That Will Make You Fear Your Next Order · True Horror Stories

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  Speaker 1: I went into the woods to find peace.
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  Speaker 2: Arizona's wilderness, vast and untouched, was my sanctuary.
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  Speaker 1: Hunting wasn't just a sport for me.
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  Speaker 2: It was therapy, a way to clear my head and
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  Speaker 2: escape the pressures of daily life. When I packed my
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  Speaker 2: gear and left my phone behind, I felt a calm
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  Speaker 2: I hadn't felt in months. No deadlines, no distractions, just
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  Speaker 2: me and the forest. By the time I set up camp,
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  Speaker 2: the sun was sinking behind the dense canopy. The crackle
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  Speaker 2: of my fire was the only sound in the stillness.
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  Speaker 2: The stars shone brighter here, untainted by city lights, and
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  Speaker 2: the solitude wrapped around me like a warm blanket. But
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  Speaker 2: something about the forest felt different. That first night, I
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  Speaker 2: dreamed of whispers, low and slurred, like voices spoken through water.
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  Speaker 2: I woke up many times, drenched in sweat, but saw nothing.
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  Speaker 2: The next morning, I shook it off and headed deeper
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  Speaker 2: into the forest's instincts don't leave room for fear.
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  Speaker 1: Hours passed before I saw it.
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  Speaker 2: A weathered, dirt caked shoe, half buried in the soil.
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  Speaker 2: At first I thought it was just trash. Then I
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  Speaker 2: noticed the bone.
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  Speaker 1: It was a.
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  Speaker 2: Foot, still partially wrapped in rotting leather. The flesh had
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  Speaker 2: decayed long ago, leaving nothing but skeletal remains. My stomach
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  Speaker 2: churned as I crouched down, Digging cautiously around it. The
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  Speaker 2: earth revealed more bones, leg bones, a spine, fragments of
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  Speaker 2: a skull. My hand shook as I realized what I'd
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  Speaker 2: stumbled upon. I told myself it had to be an
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  Speaker 2: old tragedy, maybe a lost hiker from years ago. That
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  Speaker 2: explanation didn't sit right, but it was enough to keep
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  Speaker 2: me moving. By midday, I found another body, or what
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  Speaker 2: was left of one. A forearm dangled grotesquely from a
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  Speaker 2: tangle of roots, its fingers curled as if frozen mid scream. Nearby,
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  Speaker 2: a skull rested on a rock outcrop, its hollow eyes
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  Speaker 2: watching me. My rational mind broke apart as the realization
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  Speaker 2: hit me. This wasn't a place of accidents. It was
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  Speaker 2: a graveyard, and whoever put these remains here wasn't done.
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  Speaker 2: The smell followed me back to camp, a rank, rotting
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  Speaker 2: stench that clung to my clothes, my skin, my hair.
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  Speaker 2: It didn't matter how far I walked. The scent lingered.
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  Speaker 2: That night, as I lay in my tent, the whispers returned.
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  Speaker 2: They were louder, now distinct, but incomprehensible. It wasn't the wind,
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  Speaker 2: it wasn't animals, It was voices. That night, I was
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  Speaker 2: finishing dinner when I heard footsteps.
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  Speaker 1: They weren't like mine, cautious in light.
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  Speaker 2: They were deliberate and heavy, each step, crunching leaves and
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  Speaker 2: snapping twigs. I killed the fire and crowds low, gripping
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  Speaker 2: my hunting knife. My breath came shallow as the steps
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  Speaker 2: circled my camp. Then they stopped two minutes, dragged by
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  Speaker 2: my muscles burned from staying still. Then I saw movement,
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  Speaker 2: a shadow flitting between the trees. A man stepped out
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  Speaker 2: into the clearing, dragging two large black trash bags. He
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  Speaker 2: wore a dark hoodie pulled low over his face. The
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  Speaker 2: bags he carried leaked something wet and black, and the
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  Speaker 2: air grew thick with that same rotting stench. I watched
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  Speaker 2: in frozen horror as he began digging. His movements were methodical, practiced,
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  Speaker 2: like he'd done this one hundred times before. He muttered
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  Speaker 2: to himself, low and angry words I couldn't make out.
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  Speaker 2: When he opened the first bag. The pale glint of
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  Speaker 2: human flesh spilled out. I couldn't look away. Then I
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  Speaker 2: stepped on a branch. The man's head snapped up and
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  Speaker 2: his muttering stopped. He turned slowly, his face still obscured
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  Speaker 2: by the shadows.
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  Speaker 1: Who's there?
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  Speaker 2: His voice was sharp, ragged, laced with fury.
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  Speaker 1: He was frozen with terror.
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  Speaker 2: Then, in one horrifying motion, he picked up a shovel
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  Speaker 2: and started toward me.
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  Speaker 1: I bolted.
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  Speaker 2: The forest exploded around me as I ran, branches slashing
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  Speaker 2: at my face and arms. His shouts echoed behind me,
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  Speaker 2: closer than they should have been.
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  Speaker 1: I could hear his boots pounding.
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  Speaker 2: Against the dirt, the shovel scraping against roots as he
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  Speaker 2: chased me. My lungs burned and my legs screamed for rest,
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  Speaker 2: but I didn't dare stop. I glanced back once and
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  Speaker 2: saw him not twenty feet behind me. His hood had
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  Speaker 2: fallen back to reveal wild, sunken eyes and a face
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  Speaker 2: twisted in rage.
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  Speaker 1: I tripped, hitting the ground hard.
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  Speaker 2: The impact knocked the wind out of me, and I
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  Speaker 2: scrambled to get up.
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  Speaker 1: He was almost on me.
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  Speaker 2: The shovel raised high, ready to strike, but then a
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  Speaker 2: sound split the air a distant trunk horn on the highway.
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  Speaker 1: It was enough.
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  Speaker 2: He froze his head, snapping toward the noise. At that moment,
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  Speaker 2: I lunched to my and kept running. I didn't stop
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  Speaker 2: until I reached my truck. I fumbled with the keys,
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  Speaker 2: bloodied and shaking, and barely managed to shove them into
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  Speaker 2: the ignition. The engine roared to life, and I tore
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  Speaker 2: down the dirt road, tires kicking up dust. I didn't
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  Speaker 2: look back. When I reached the police station, I told
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  Speaker 2: them everything. They didn't question me. The look in their
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  Speaker 2: eyes told me they'd heard similar stories before, but none
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  Speaker 2: I'd lived to tell them. The Walter Harold Mitchell case
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  Speaker 2: gained attention in December twenty twenty when human remains, including
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  Speaker 2: severed body parts, were discovered in multiple locations near Prescott, Arizona,
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  Speaker 2: by some hunters on a hunting trip. Investigators traced the
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  Speaker 2: remains to a single victim and identified Mitchell, fifty nine,
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  Speaker 2: as the suspect. He had owned a business dealing with
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  Speaker 2: cadavers for medical research, but reportedly transported body parts after
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  Speaker 2: closing his company in Washington State. Mitchell was accused of
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  Speaker 2: improperly discarding the remains in the Arizona Wilderness. He was
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  Speaker 2: arrested and charged with multiple counts of abandoning or concealing
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  Speaker 2: a dead body. The case highlighted ethical concerns and the
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  Speaker 2: handling of human remains.
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  Speaker 1: Hello.
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  Speaker 2: I'm Susan Kunnhausen. I was fifty one years old when
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  Speaker 2: it happened. September sixth, two thousand and six. Was a
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  Speaker 2: normal day, just another shift at the hospital, just another
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  Speaker 2: evening alone in my house in Portland, Oregon.
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  Speaker 1: I had worked a long, chaotic shift at the er.
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  Speaker 2: It was an unusual patience, flooding in everything from minor
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  Speaker 2: injuries to life threatening traumas. After years of nursing, I
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  Speaker 2: had seen it all. When I finally made it home,
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  Speaker 2: I didn't have the energy to think. I closed the
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  Speaker 2: door behind me, locked it, and led out a sigh.
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  Speaker 2: The fridge hum softly in the kitchen, and my tabby
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  Speaker 2: cat brust against my leg. Everything felt normal. I chucked
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  Speaker 2: my back on the floor and went to change in
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  Speaker 2: the bedroom. Walking down the hallway, I could have sworn
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  Speaker 2: that it felt cooler than normal. It was Portland in
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  Speaker 2: the evening, so that meant nothing. I went into each
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  Speaker 2: room and turned on the lights, a comfortable warmth that
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  Speaker 2: seemed normal for a place like this.
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  Speaker 1: Then I stopped.
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  Speaker 2: I was certain that I had already turned on the
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  Speaker 2: light in the hallway earlier that morning.
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  Speaker 1: I stopped and placed my hand on the switch.
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  Speaker 2: My stomach grew a little tight at this moment, with
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  Speaker 2: a tiny bit of unease.
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  Speaker 1: I rubbed it off. You're imagining things, Susan, I told myself.
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  Speaker 2: But the feeling wouldn't go away completely. I pushed open
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  Speaker 2: the bedroom door and reached for the light. Before I
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  Speaker 2: could flip the switch, something moved.
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  Speaker 1: A shadow.
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  Speaker 2: My brain barely had time to process it before he
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  Speaker 2: was there, stepping out of the dark corner of the room,
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  Speaker 2: A man I didn't know him, older, stocky, his face
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  Speaker 2: hard and expressionless. He was holding something. It took me
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  Speaker 2: a second to realize it was a hammer. My mind froze,
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  Speaker 2: but my body reacted. I stepped back, heart racing. Don't
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  Speaker 2: make this harder than it has to be, he said,
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  Speaker 2: his voice cold and mechanical. His eyes bored into mine,
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  Speaker 2: as if he'd already decided I was good as dead.
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  Speaker 2: Instinct kicked in. I screamed, and he lunged. The hammer,
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  Speaker 2: swung towards me, and I dove just in time. The
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  Speaker 2: air wushed past my head as the weapon smashed into
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  Speaker 2: the wall. Plaster flew everywhere, and I stumbled back. Adrenaline
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  Speaker 2: surging threw me. This is real, Susan fight. He came
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  Speaker 2: at me again, this time faster. I grabbed the first
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  Speaker 2: thing I could, a lamp, and I threw it at him.
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  Speaker 2: The bass shattered against his shoulder, but he barely flinched.
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  Speaker 2: His expression twisted with frustration, and I realized he wasn't
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  Speaker 2: just here to scare me. He was here to kill me.
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  Speaker 2: I dashed into the living room, my feet sliding on
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  Speaker 2: the hardwood floor. He was right behind me, his footsteps
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  Speaker 2: heavy and relentless. I could feel the heat of his rage,
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  Speaker 2: his presence consuming the space. He swung the hammer again,
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  Speaker 2: and I dodged, grabbing a chair and hurling it at him.
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  Speaker 1: It barely slowed him down.
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  Speaker 2: What do you want, I shouted, my voice shaking, but
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  Speaker 2: I already knew the answer. He didn't want money or valuables.
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  Speaker 2: He wanted me dead. We struggled, and he crashed into
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  Speaker 2: me like a freight train. I felt myself fall to
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  Speaker 2: the ground. His hands went around my neck. I scrabbled
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  Speaker 2: with everything scratched and clawed and kicked. Years of nursing
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  Speaker 2: made me strong, and I put every ounce of it
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  Speaker 2: into surviving. In the scramble, my hand found the hammer.
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  Speaker 2: I wrested it from his grasp. A jolt of adrenaline
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  Speaker 2: gave me a power. I wasn't to where I had,
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  Speaker 2: and I swung it at him. His face twisted in amazement.
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  Speaker 2: The first hit stunned him. He was on his knees,
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  Speaker 2: and the second he wouldn't stop, even with blood dripping
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  Speaker 2: from his face. He thrust himself at me once again.
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  Speaker 2: I shrieked, the mix of fury and fear somehow forming
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  Speaker 2: something prime evil in me. I struck again, and this
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  Speaker 2: time he fell. His body slammed to the floor with
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  Speaker 2: a horrific crack. The house grew quiet except for my panting.
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  Speaker 2: I baked up, shaking, bleeding, and barely able to stand.
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  Speaker 2: My hands fumbled for the phone and I called nine
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  Speaker 2: to one one, gasping out what had happened. The dispatcher's
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  Speaker 2: voice was calm, but I could hear the urgency in
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  Speaker 2: their tone.
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  Speaker 1: Help was on the way.
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  Speaker 2: It was only then that I learned the entire truth
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  Speaker 2: the man was a hitman for hire, and who hired
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  Speaker 2: him my ex husband, Michael. I couldn't process it at first.
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  Speaker 2: The man I loved, the man I had built a
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  Speaker 2: life with, had tried to have me murdered.
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  Speaker 1: But in the end his plan failed.
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  Speaker 2: I fought, I survived, and my attacker never left my
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  Speaker 2: house alive. In two thousand and six, Susan Kuhnhausen, an
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  Speaker 2: e R nurse from Portland, Oregon, fought off and killed
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  Speaker 2: an attacker hired by her estranged husband to murder her.
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  Speaker 2: The assailant, Edward Haffey, broke into her home armed with
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  Speaker 2: a hammer. Despite being ambushed, Susan used her self defense
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  Speaker 2: training and sheered determination to overpower him.
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  Speaker 1: In the struggle, she managed to choke Hathy to death.
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  Speaker 2: The investigation revealed that her husband, Michael Kuhnhausen, had orchestrated
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  Speaker 2: the plot. He was later convicted and sentenced to prison.
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  Speaker 2: Susan's bravery and quick thinking turned a life threatening attack
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  Speaker 2: into a story of survival and resilience. Never in my
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  Speaker 2: wildest dreams I thought I'll lose my brother too soon.
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  Speaker 2: Kennedy was the joy of our family that kept us together.
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  Speaker 2: It all began one evening, as Kennedy came downstairs clutching
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  Speaker 2: his throat.
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  Speaker 1: It feels like something is stuck inside, he croaked.
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  Speaker 2: He was pale, and small droplets of sweat beaded on
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  Speaker 2: his forehead. Mom, always a warrior, advised him to gargle
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  Speaker 2: with salt water and rest. Over the next few days,
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  Speaker 2: things began to shift. At first, it was subtle. He
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  Speaker 2: stopped cracking jokes, his usual humor replaced by a strange silence.
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  Speaker 2: He spent hours locked in his room, refusing to come out,
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  Speaker 2: even for meals. When Mom knocked a check on him,
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  Speaker 2: his replies were curt and cold.
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  Speaker 1: I'm fine. Then one night I heard him muttering.
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  Speaker 2: I was heading to the kitchen for water when I
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  Speaker 2: heard whispers coming from Kenny's room. The door was half ajar,
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  Speaker 2: and I peeked in without hesitation. Kennedy was standing there
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  Speaker 2: looking at the ceiling, then suddenly looked at me with wild,
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  Speaker 2: red shot eyes. You shouldn't be here, he said. Hollow
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  Speaker 2: is an empty shell. It's watching. Come on, man, don't
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  Speaker 2: scare me half to death. I teased him, but he
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  Speaker 2: made no reply. He didn't even blink. Instead, he went
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  Speaker 2: back staring at the ceiling. The rest of the days
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  Speaker 2: when completely crazy. Kennedy was neither eating nor sleeping, and
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  Speaker 2: his behavior was getting weirder. One morning, I was shocked
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  Speaker 2: out of my sleep by the thumping sound from downstairs.
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  Speaker 2: I rushed to the kitchen and found Kennedy attacking Dad
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  Speaker 2: with his teeth bared like an animal.
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  Speaker 1: Get out of my head.
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  Speaker 2: It took all of us, me, Mom, and Dad to
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  Speaker 2: pull him off. Kennedy glared at us, his chest heaving,
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  Speaker 2: and pointed one trembling finger drew all against me. He spat,
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  Speaker 2: but I'll kill you first. That evening, I walked over
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  Speaker 2: to Kennedy's room. I wanted to talk to him, thinking
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  Speaker 2: it would make him feel better. He was standing at
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  Speaker 2: the window, staring at the woods outside. Do you see you, John,
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  Speaker 2: He whispered, without turning around. Snake, it's looking at you too.
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  Speaker 2: A cold knot formed in my stomach. Kennedy, there's no
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  Speaker 2: You're just you're not well. Let's go get you some mouth.
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  Speaker 2: He turned, then his face inches from mine and hissed.
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  Speaker 2: You think him crazy, You'll see soon, you'll all see.
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  Speaker 2: The breaking point came the next morning. Mom screams jolted
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  Speaker 2: me awake. And I bolted downstairs to find Kennedy in
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  Speaker 2: the kitchen holding a knife. It's inside me, he shrinked,
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  Speaker 2: his voice, cracking with desperation.
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  Speaker 1: I have to cut it out.
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  Speaker 2: I tackled him, pinning him on his back and wrestling
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  Speaker 2: the knife from his hand. He wrestled like a madman,
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  Speaker 2: flailing and kicking with a strength that wasn't human.
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  Speaker 1: It took us all to hold him down.
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  Speaker 2: Dad pulled out some cable ties and we fastened him
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  Speaker 2: to the bed, with his wrists and ankles roped tight.
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  Speaker 2: Kennedy shrinked curses in a voice that wasn't his, low
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  Speaker 2: and guttural, giving me goose flesh. I wanted to take
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  Speaker 2: Kennedy to the hospital to make him go see a doctor,
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  Speaker 2: but some of our relatives suggested otherwise. They all told
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  Speaker 2: my parents that Kenny's possessed and we must call priest
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  Speaker 2: to save his soul. When priest arrived and sprinkled holy water,
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  Speaker 2: Kennedy led out a laugh that wasn't his. It was deep, guttural,
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  Speaker 2: and mocking. You think you can save him, he growled,
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  Speaker 2: He's mine. The priest's hands trembled as he started chanting
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  Speaker 2: his prey, his voice raised a pleading desperation. Kennedy's body
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  Speaker 2: convulsed in savage spasms as he let out a scream
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  Speaker 2: that did not sound human.
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  Speaker 1: Mom clutched her.
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  Speaker 2: Rosary, sobbing, pleading with the priest not to cease, but
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  Speaker 2: it was too late. By the third day, Kennedy had
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  Speaker 2: stopped eating and drinking. His body grew weaker, but his voice,
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  Speaker 2: dark and otherworldly, never lost its strength. Late that night,
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  Speaker 2: I stayed with him while everyone else tried to rest John.
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  Speaker 2: He whispered suddenly, his voice fragile and faint. For the
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  Speaker 2: first time in days, he sounded like my brother again.
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  Speaker 2: I leaned closer, my heart pounding.
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  Speaker 1: I'm here, Kenny, what is it.
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  Speaker 2: It's gone, he whispered, his lips cracked and dry.
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  Speaker 1: But I'm dying.
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  Speaker 2: No, you're not, I said, panic flooding my chest. You're
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  Speaker 2: gonna be fine. Just hold on, he smiled, faintly. It
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  Speaker 2: never really leaves, he said. That's when I called the paramedics,
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  Speaker 2: refusing to listen to anyone anymore.
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  Speaker 1: But it was too late.
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  Speaker 2: Kennedy was gone, his body still, his face eerily calm.
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  Speaker 2: Twenty six year old Kennedy Ethey died in August twenty
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  Speaker 2: sixteen in London. Under mysterious circumstances, his family restrained him
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  Speaker 2: for several days, believing he was possessed by an evil spirit.
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  Speaker 2: After exhibiting erratic behavior, they attempted to perform an exorcism
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  Speaker 2: instead of seeking medical help. During this period, Kennedy was
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  Speaker 2: tied up, deprived of food, water, and medical attention, ultimately
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  Speaker 2: dying from a combination of physical restraint and neglect. His
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  Speaker 2: parents and siblings were charged with manslaughter, false imprisonment, and
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  Speaker 2: causing or allowing a vulnerable adult's death, but were eventually
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  Speaker 2: cleared off all charges in March twenty nineteen after a
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  Speaker 2: trial