Hate waiting a week for the next episode of Radio Rental? Subscribe to Tender Foot Plus to get early access to episodes, add free listening, and even some bonus scary stories. Visit tenderfootplus.com for details. The following podcast includes scary stories with content that could be triggering to some listeners. Listener discretion is advised. Take a break from the same old boring blockbusters and experience a new kind of movie night with Radio Rental. At Radio Rental, our videos come to life in your living room. Defy all logic and reasoning and make you question your own reality. This is not your ordinary video rental store. At Radio Rental, we carry one of our kind videos so frightening, so mind-bending, you won't be able to sleep at night. You've gone. Radio Rental. Hey, man. Welcome to Radio Rental. I'm Vince. Again, as you can see on the name plate on my vest, Radio Rental is a video rental store, but we specialize in horror. And in the back, we have a collection of secret tapes. All true horror stories told all by real people, hard, hard stuff. Doesn't get any harder than that. I'll assume that you want to watch one of these tapes. Good. That's good. Real good. Because Vince wants to watch one of the tapes, too. Not that I'm pumped about it. I'll grab one. How about this one? Now, okay. Off the counter. You're making me awfully upset that you're not moving. Okay, thank you. All right, first tape. Letter rib. ♪ ♪ I was in sixth grade at the time, so I was probably around 11 or 12. My family was originally in a rent-to-buy situation, which didn't go out the way they wanted it to. And we had to move really quick into another house. It was a really big house. We ended up getting four bedrooms, three bathrooms, and it had this really large living room with an overlock. It was gorgeous. I do remember meeting the landlord. They came to the house once, I believe, when I was a kid. And they didn't seem like bad people. They were just older folks. My parents' bedroom was the biggest bedroom in the house. Their master bedroom had a very big living room that attached to it, and then it would leave to a hallway where their closets were. And since we had that big living room, me and my siblings always used to have sleepovers over there. I'm one of six girls, so that's just how we kind of bonded. So we'd always have movie nights there, and we'd like hang out. It was great. At the time, my family was like super not into technology. I've been programming since I was nine. So any time they needed help with something, it was me who had to help. This was a time where streaming was becoming really popular, like the Roku, Netflix, all that kind of stuff. So my parents had switched from cable to Roku's that connected directly to the TV. So it was a sister sleep overnight. Everybody had went to bed. I was the only one up. I could not fall asleep without the TV on. It has to be on, at all times, for me to fall asleep. We had lost the original remote to TV. We had to physically get up, and on the side of the TV, there's HDMI input settings, and you have to press it until it reached the HDMI input setting where the video was being broadcast. So that night, I got up. I went to go change HDMI settings. When I hit the second HDMI setting, input comes on TV, which never happens because there's nothing plugged into the HDMI setting because we don't have cable. Something pops up on the TV that I've never seen pop up before. That's where I see all these image panels of different CCTV footage. So confused of what it is I'm even looking at. I take a couple of minutes to comprehend it, and I'm staring at each image. I remember being very greeny, and it was very low quality. Each image is a different part of a house. One is a kitchen. One is the living room. There's a couple other ones throughout the house. A basement. I had no clue what I was looking at. The first thing I'm assuming is that it's a cable image. Maybe my parents got cable again, or there's another input setting. The last panel was a little bit of a smaller living room, and it looks like there was someone in the panel. Somebody was looking at a TV. I noticed the pajamas specifically that they were wearing very distinct. That's where I noticed that it was me. I'm looking at imagery of my own house. What I can only say to be was camera footage. It's all of our things and all of our belongings. I was so scared, my stomach dropped. I was small enough to jump and hide behind the TV stand. That's what I did, so I didn't have to look at these images anymore. I switched that last HDMI setting and put it back on to the Roku. Then I run back to bed and go to sleep. I do this thing, which I still do when I'm really scared. I just go underneath the covers and I fall asleep as quickly as possible, because you can't be scared when you're sleeping. So the quicker I fall asleep, the less I will have to be scared or worry about it until the morning. The next day, I was trying to figure out where these supposed head cameras could be, so I looked around the house. I'm looking everywhere that I saw the footage originally showing. It looked like the cameras were placed in the foyer where you walk in, the basement where you would be watching TV or watching a movie, the main living room where everybody would sit, the kitchen, where it would point to everyone where they were eating, and then my parents master bedroom living room. I took my hand and I rubbed against the wall to see if I could find anything and I could not find anything, nothing. I'm looking through all my parents' phones to see if they could find any recording apps of camera footage apps or on their browsers if they have anything that's like a streaming for a camera, and I literally could not find anything. I looked all day, that day, nothing. I didn't tell my parents because I guess at the time I was just way too scared. When I did tell my parents, they were pretty mad that I didn't tell them at first about what had happened. Like I said, I just cannot believe my parents can install anything. They can't even do Wi-Fi. It was a rented house, so there was no way that they were allowed to put anything up like that, especially install something in the house. We had very strict rules. When it comes to that, we would always have people who had to contract and come over, especially because it was like a rented place we can't hire own staff to do all that kind of stuff. We have to have the landlords do it. My theory is that, for some reason, the landlord really wanted to watch. All of us make sure the property isn't being broken somehow. But at the same time, as like a kid of six little girls growing up in a house, I think that is a very creepy way to ensure that your property stays safe. We're all kids and these people who we do not know were pretty much watching us. I feel like after I had found the videos, I kind of like did like shift the way that I acted in that house. As I'm in college and a computer science student now, it really kind of disturbs me a lot more. I just think of being like watched in that house. I think of all the moments where I was like doing something personal or just even eating dinner or being around my home watching TV and thinking about the fact that somebody could have access to what I'm doing right now and watching me and watching what I'm doing right now. And that definitely scares me a lot.
Oh wow, that's really terrible. You should definitely never watch people without their permission. Just totally, completely unrelated. Don't look in the top right hand corner of the store. There's not a, there's actually a big spider's nest up there. Large spiders, you don't want to look at it. It'll freak, okay, let's take a break for ads. Do you have a dark curiosity? Heart Starts Pounding, Horror's hauntings and mysteries is a weekly podcast hosted by me, Caitlin Moore. Each week I'll take you on a dark journey through terrifying true urban legends, bizarre true crime cases, chilling tales of backwards horror and more. So if you're looking to join a passionate community of the Darkly Curious, check out Heart Starts Pounding on the free Odyssey app or wherever you get your podcasts. And remember, stay curious. A reporter receives a shocking tip about something that happened inside a woman's prison. He starts asking questions and what she in covers is far bigger than one disturbing event, a deeply entrenched system that people it protects and the women who risk everything to challenge it from the inside. Snap Studios and KQED present. We are Jane Doe, a three-part investigative series listen on Snap Judgment, wherever you get your podcasts. Okay, we're back. Hopefully no spiders jumped on your face. Let me just take a little sip of my energy drink. It calms me. Oh, there's a friggin' Lego in my energy drink. Malachi, are you trying to assassinate me? Best of luck, Vince is smarter than the average bear. Anyway, let's get that tape in. So this happened when I moved to a new city. I didn't know a lot of people I only knew my boyfriend and then we knew a couple of his distant family members there. Where I moved was, it looked like any other very safe suburban neighborhood. I mean, I didn't know a lot of my neighbors 'cause it was a mostly older neighborhood. That year I asked my friend to come visit me for my birthday 'cause I didn't have a lot of friends down here. And so she did. She was here for a couple days. We went out and then the next morning I was going to drive her to the airport. And the night before when we went out, I had parked right outside my cul-de-sac. And I had never parked there before, but there was no problems that I thought were going to happen. I woke up the next morning, we were going to drive her to the airport, we were going to get some breakfast before. We walked out to my car, we opened the door, and it took a second for my brain to process what was going on to understand that something was wrong. I'm a pretty messy person, so I thought maybe my car was just like super messy. Everything was just piled into like the passenger seat floor. My glove compartment, my two sides of my door, my like everything. Everything was piled onto the floor. I knew that it wasn't just me like being messy. Someone had been in my car and moved to things. And that came in like a eerie feeling. We were like that's really weird, like my car must have been broken into. But the windows weren't broken, and like there was no signs of like force entry or anything. I thought okay weird, I must have just like left my car in lock to like so stupid of me, whatever. But I'm like very, very OCD about locking my car. That never, I mean I would never do that, but I thought you know, ever makes mistakes. I was really kind of looking around like seeing what might have been stolen. I started listening really, really weird things. Like I was dumb and left a couple like some cash in the car, and that wasn't taken. I left my AirPods in the car, and that wasn't taken. So then I'm thinking what kind of thief is coming into my car and like not taking like things that are just sitting on the seat. Maybe they got scared off before they could take anything, they just rifled through my car, whatever. So I get a big trash bag, and I'm like growing things away, just like trying to figure out you know if anything let's take in. I have a picture that I keep in my car all the time of me and my family. It helps with like homesickness, I just look at it when I'm driving. I was probably two years old in the picture, and it's like me, my parents, my grandparents, my aunt, like whole family. I always wanted to just keep little memories. Anything I could have my family around me. So when I missed them, I could look at a picture of them. It was like they were kind of there with me. That was one of the only family pictures I had physically, which was why I kept it with me so much, because we just didn't print out a lot of them. Everything was in one pile, so it's not weird for like one thing to be out of place. But something in my brain was like, where's that picture? I just can't find the picture. And then I find parts of the picture, heads of my family members, just like sitting on the ground. Okay. There's just perfectly cut out pictures of my family's heads. This is so creepy. Perfectly cut out, not whipped. It was like someone had sat in my car and cut them with scissors. I'm a little dramatic, and I start crying, because I'm like, this is so scary, like this is so weird. We never were able to find the rest of the picture. And as we were kind of like dealing with that, someone walked up to my car, and they asked me if I had a break in. I said, yeah. He introduced himself as my neighbor. I didn't know a lot of my neighbors at the time. He said, was a picture stolen from your car. Yeah, that was the only thing that was taken. And he said the same thing happened to me. And he was able to describe to me how it happened to him basically, which is kind of how I pieced together. Why am I when those weren't broken and what happened to me? Where his car was, he was able to get some ring camera or video footage like when it happened to him, but unfortunately like where I was, there was no camera facing my car. But when he did check his cameras when his car was broken into, all it caught was a man walking by the car. He stood there for a couple of seconds. All the lights in the car went on, and then the guy went in. And he had no idea how the guy got in. There was no breaking of any windows. It didn't look like he was unlocking anything. And I'm pretty sure that that's the exact same thing that happened to my car. I'm sure there's like some tool that people use for criminals like breaking the cars, but it still really freaked me out. I have no idea still how this happened, how this happened to this other guy. And I've been really terrified to like park my car there ever since, because I don't know, it's just outside of my circle. And I feel like maybe this guy just kind of hangs out outside my cold assack. It wouldn't have scared me so much if it didn't feel so malicious and targeted. Why would you want pictures of my family? We did find the scissors from the first aid kit in my car, which is how he cut the faces. Some guy just came by, sat in my car for however long, and took the time to do that and then left. And it scarred me forever. I think about it a lot. I don't understand the motive. He obviously didn't want to steal anything because he didn't. He just wanted to freak me out, I guess. I have a feeling that this is definitely not the first or second time that he's done it, but I just wish I knew like what he wanted or like what he was really doing with it, because it's not something you hear every day, like criminal steals pictures from people's cars. He didn't want anything but that picture, so I wonder what he does with them. I imagine that he does have some kind of wall or like sick room or something that he has these pictures in. And I'm in there somewhere, which is just so unsettling to me. I can't figure out the why. I want to so bad and I can't figure it out.
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