My Dad Finally Told Me | CreepCast

[MUSIC] Welcome back to Creepcast. Today, we're going to be reading a story called "My Dad Finally Told Me What Happened That Day," which, "My Dad Finally Told Me What Happened That Day," just because it's one of clean read of it. This is by the author "Nazi Sharks," which was one of the, I believe that's the author of the solo episode I did, where it's my sexy neighbor or something like that. >> Yep, that one you did for the Patreon, I believe. >> No, you posted, that was a main channel video. >> Yeah, yeah, yeah, that one. >> Yeah, that's the one that you posted while we were in the hospital, giving birth, because they were made for you. >> You were, you were a busy man. >> Yeah, yeah, that's when you told everyone I named my child, Tonka, which is pretty cool. Also, multiple TikToks where it's like Isaiah and Kayla, giving birth, hunter, and then it's you singing about a cat, which is- >> I was at the phenomenal cat episode. >> Yeah, yeah. >> Oh, phenomenal cat, that's a classic. >> People kept posting that I had no idea where it came from until I watched the episode. >> Yeah, that was a fucking, that was a, that was a banger. [MUSIC] >> It's a phenomenal cat, look at him go, he jumps, he rolls, he sings, he's a phenomenal cat. >> Yeah, so yeah, that guy, and the hidden web page, do you remember the hidden web page? >> The guys in the B costumes. >> Oh, sure, that's an older one. >> Yeah, yeah, we read that a while back, where he basically goes into the computer, and he doesn't know it's like the matrix kind of thing. I really liked it, I think you liked it too. >> For what I can remember, yeah, I think I liked it. That was whenever we were just like, tap it every, we really hit every rich vein way too. >> I think we were just excited. Well, the problem was when we started the show, it was the thing where you were just like, oh, we got to, we got to check the, you got to read this one. >> Well, I'm like, oh, well, this one's famous. >> Yeah, yeah, this one, this one, this one, yeah. >> Yeah, because usually when you first go through and when we were first going through this, I mean, it's like, of course, all the things that you look up, you're like, oh, what's the next fun thing to read? You're going to get all the good shit off the top, because that's what people are talking about. So now it's been, and I will say, that's been the most fascinating part of the show is, like, you already have all the classics out of the way, and now it's been like being really surprised by stuff that's like older, newer, that's still as just as awesome, but just like didn't get it today in the sun or something. That's been, that's been the cool. >> It's been cool to find hidden gems. I mean, like yesterday, the one we recorded, the Lurker on the stairs, such a good story. And it's only got 18 likes, that's insane. >> Yeah, really fun. >> But honestly, I think recently, the best, like, new stories we found have been from Tells from the Creeps. >> Oh, I think so. There's a lot of great writers. Oh, you can tell they're excited. That's the fun thing, because I think that even like from old creepypastas to our slash, our slash no sleep, it was people that were excited to be creative. You could tell that's, you know, writers that were just like, I just, I like want to fucking be a part of this. I want to like, venture into this as well. So it's cool seeing people from Tells in the Creep have that. I mean, obviously it's not at the scope of like, those kind of stuff, but still it's fun to see that there's a community of people. >> Oh, you're just like, oh, I still, I've been thinking about that one. I forget the name of it, but the one about the girl who sacrificed to the, the mantis thing, the bug, the locus god in that old house. They lower her down through the chimney and stuff. >> The, from the grab bag? >> Yeah, from the grab bag. >> Golden house. >> Golden house. Yes, yeah. Golden house was so good. And I really like the way it was written, but I also have like found myself thinking about how cool of an idea that is like, there's a house this cult has and they lowered the children through the chimney and all that very creepy visuals. But yeah, that just came from someone who watches the show and wanted to write. I think that's awesome. >> Oh, yeah, it is cool. It's, it's a lot of fun. It's fun to sing what lane people are picking in terms of like new writers who have made have been listening to the show for the years that it's been going. And it's being like, I like this avenue, I like this avenue. There's definitely no one set way, which has been cool. It's also cool finding authors who were like, I say, were a big deal. They've continued to be a big deal, but I remember them as being a big deal back when I used to read. And now finding stuff they're still writing and being freaked out like by how cool it is. Like Christian Wallace, for example. And Nazi Sharks here. The story is 10 years ago. So it's certainly one of the older ones. But I mean, we just, I mean, the thing in my basement takes a step closer. That was a great story. That was five years old, I think, five or six years old. >> No, that old comparatively compared to compared to like what I was used to and stuff like that. So, and he markets is still writing, you know, just had a book come out and things like that six years ago. >> It's a serious story of 2021. >> So like, you know, there's so many I have found new avenues of writing and like stories that I'd never knew of through the show that's still happening. So it's cool to see. But yeah, the hidden web page was one of the old giants, I would say. So it was cool to go back and read that. And this one, according to a lot of people, is like their most beloved Jared Roberts work. >> Did I, did I like the, the sexy neighbor one? >> Trimmer was. >> There's a lot of fun parts. Then the, >> Oh, cuz wasn't the whole thing was he sits there and he, uh, >> It's like kind of like a siren. >> Yeah, it's like the old man, Disney, he goes and he kisses. It's kind of like a shining moment where he goes over and he kisses the guy that ends up being the dude, whatever. That's pretty fun. The old man. >> Yes, and then he, that's him. Yeah, really fun role. And he was like sticking his tongue through the >> There's that great quote though of like, uh, doesn't the mom come in and say like, what the fuck does she say? It's a quote now. It's like, something, something. Who is that man? >> Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. It could be like transformed. >> Yeah. >> Like making out with her or something. >> I can't remember the fucking guy's name though or the kid's name, whatever. But it's, it's, it's just a fun quote. It's like a very fun like, uh, chilling moment. The other mom comes up and she's like, you know, blah, blah, who is that man? And he's like, huh? He's feeling up on an old man and shit. That's like, right, Mally. I mean, I just, it's awesome. >> Do you love the idea of kissing old men? >> I love the idea of kissing old men. I just like, I just like how I love when a story can grip me in a way where it's like putting you in a position where you're like, oh god. Yeah, like just, the stomach drop moments are so good. I love a nice stomach drop moment. It's fun. I think, uh, so this one's among his more beloved. And then Jared Roberts has some books out, right? >> Yep. He has, um, the machine stories. >> The machine stories. Is that the one that has? >> On the web page, the suns are, and so I think it's a collection of his kind of more internet stories. Okay. And then, uh, Glycemia, I think, was one of the first things that I think it includes, or mostly centers around hidden web pages as Glycemia, the hidden web page story that came in February. >> Okay. So Glycemia is like, potentially the hidden web page one. But Jared Roberts has a bunch of books. Uh, we'll link in the description to his Reddit account, as well as I think he has a website. I'm pretty sure. Um, in the previous episode, we looked up, Jared Roberts website and came across an adult film star, uh, that is not the same Jared Roberts. >> We can't confirm that. Jared Roberts might be a Swiss army knife, you know, entrepreneur. >> You know, that's, that's a, a man more depth than myself. So, um, but we'll have his writing stuff linked in the, uh, in the description if you're interested. Uh, I've been excited to read this one. It's been recommended a lot. And I really like the hidden web page. So, uh, I'm down to see what the hype is about. >> And hey, if you want to support the channel, consider going to patreon.com/creedcast, if you want some bonus content, just to see some goofing gaps there. I got pretty inebriated the night. I went and saw ice cream man with Isaiah. >> It was great. Uh, there's an hour long, but you know, on the Patreon of many, definitely not going to keep the whole hour. Stan, oh, yes, that was so good. Not going to keep that whole hour good. Not going to keep the, we talk, so much about just movies and like state of horror media, I think we need to, uh, but it was, it's an hour of Hunter being furious outside of a movie theater and me trying to comprehend what I saw. It's really like not to give it the same severity, but if you've ever seen videos of people after like a terrorist attack, and there's some who are like, oh my gosh, freaking out. And they're like, well, we got to cut that. >> No, and there's other people like, just days walking around, that's what it felt like. >> Okay. Uh, if you're listening to this on Spotify, Apple Podcast, or anywhere you can't listen to a podcast, please consider giving us a kind rating. It helps us out. Isaiah, ready? >> I am ready. >> What do you think his dad told him that day? You know what I hope this isn't up up with this. There's, we've read a lot of stories, but more, probably more of the handful where it's, my dad told me that I have that either how we reproduce is different. >> You love the moth story, though. >> I do like the moth story, but we've, I feel like we've, we've ventured into that world of like, I didn't realize that at this age, I had to do this or whatever. It's a, I hope it just doesn't, it doesn't roll into that. - I think since it's that day, my prediction would be, it's going to be about like a death that happened or some kind of accident. - It's gonna be a misconstrued memory for sure. - Yeah, yeah. - Like almost like, you know, the day your mom died, well yeah, she got an accident. - That's all really what happened. - The hat man got her, yeah. - The hat man got her, what? - So, all right, my dad finally told me what happened that day. I went to visit my dad not too long ago. We had a good relationship. We just don't talk all that much. His health is starting to decline. He was a little wistful. We're just each having a beer not saying much. When he says he has something he needs to tell me. - You're old enough now, you might as well know. - I didn't know what he was talking about. So I asked him. Remember that time I got home from work real upset and I wouldn't tell you what happened? - I did remember. It wasn't something I would ever forget. He wasn't just upset. He was scared of something. I never seen dad scared of my life until then. He was the kind of guy who's barfights or town legends. I also remember he told me to never ask him about it. So I never did. What he told me to serve me profoundly. I've been bothered by it ever since. I hope riding out will help me deal. First, a little background. First incident. And I was really young, like four or five. My dad and I lived in a cheap apartment building on the ground floor. I don't remember much about it. I know I didn't like it there. Kids weren't nice to play with. They steal my toys and it was just a grimy area. But we were having tough times and it's what he could afford. Probably what I remember most about the place was how I would get woken up from sleep every once in a while by flashing lights. I don't remember being too worried about it at first. I just assumed there was lots of lightning in the area. I was five. I didn't know Jack about meteorology. One night, my dad had my uncle and his wife over for a crab-like dinner. I remember it distinctly because it was the first time I'd ever eaten crab. While they were talking, I just casually mentioned the lightning last night. Dad said-- there was no lightning last night. I thought he was just climbing around. So I laughed and told him how the flashing lights woke me up. He and my uncle got serious. That freaked me out. Because they were always silly when they got together. They asked me more questions about the lights. Nothing I ever call exactly. But they decided I was probably seeing headlights from cars driving by, shining on the curtains. I guess I believed them. But after that, I'd always get nervous when the flashing lights would wake me up. Because I knew it wasn't lightning anymore. A few times, I called for dad when it happened. But when he'd get to my room, there was nothing to see. He started telling me it was all in my head. We moved out of that apartment after a year or so when dad's handyman business picked up. The flashing stopped when we left. So I came to believe it was a combination of passing cars and my imagination. It wasn't something I ever gave much thought to again until recently. Is that somebody taking a picture of them? I saw the window. Oh, I didn't even think of that. I was wondering if that was some fucking creep. Well, depending on how high up they are, I know it's a department. Ground floor. I don't know if I was getting. Oh, some dudes on the street definitely be like. Did you ever see that web animation, the boy in the camera, the kid in the camera, I think? That's really creepy like, claymation, just some, I forget who uploaded it to YouTube. It's done in like a children's cartoon where this boy's visited at night, but like this giant bee thing. That's like, "Hey, kids, you want to come with me on a trip or whatever?" But then periodically, there's like a flash and the kid's like, "Oh, that's kind of weird." And it'll hard cut to Polaroids of like this kid in his bedroom and then walking in the woods and stuff like that. That's fine. That's so menacing. Yeah. Remind me of that. Oh, that's terrifying. The idea of like a creep, you know, taking pictures of you is horrifying. The whole reason I'm like skeptical if it is that is just because the uncle was even like, "What?" Unless they're just like talking to each other and they're just like, "I think somebody's taking a fucking picture of my son. Why don't you buy some blinds?" Yeah. That would be all right. I think the best, maybe not the best. One of the best stories we've read on the channel, pinpal, had a very similar, but which, you know, don't know it's a picture yet. But there's something so menacing about that idea of like a grown man just kind of like for whatever reason orbiting a child, you know, I think it's still my goat. Pinpal. I mean, that's a completely respectable take. I will say someone, I was listening to a guy talk about the show the other day and he said that creep cast, one of the big reasons for its success is likely pinpal happening so early. And I think that's probably true because a lot of people are just like, "Oh, we'll check out the show see what it is." And then like they get pinpal and they get me and you not only laughing, but like I was crying at the end of the story. I remember, I saw, yeah, I remember like going back and seeing a clip of it and I was just like, "For that fucking Isaiah, it's like crying at the end of the show." I was like, I'm every time I watch it, I'm always just like, look around and come and get me, get the fucking egg or something like that. It's like I lost. I mean, it was an emotional ending. Oh, it is. Yeah. It's fantastic. Yeah. It's awesome. I do think the payoff of everything. I love what's so great about, I mean, this is, we just, we got in the first instance, so I don't know what's going on. Sure. I do love when somebody takes a, is a child in a story and gives you a child's perspective and then is fucking hit in the face with a bat called reality, whatever, to where it's like, oh, it's like a monster or something. It's like, no, it's just a fucking creepy weird dude who got hyper fixated. On you and the kind of like relationship that you guys had of like, with these letters and everything. It's just, it's fascinating. Yeah, really fun. Well, I mean, Pimp Hell did not just keep talking about Pimp Hell, but Pimp Hell did such an amazing job at building that dread for years of the character's life. And you've got like, he starts dating this girl and he hits him with a car and then starts texting him and he thinks he's talking her and stuff like that and the ending. Oh, my gosh. He grabbed, he grabbed his boy and wrapped him in his arms and bat it's all buried alive. My gosh. And I will say, I don't have to plug the picture out again, but we have an awesome interview with Nathan. Yeah, we got it. And that was, that was an actual amazing treat. I were hoping to do some more author interviews, but like, Nathan was, it was really, really fun to hear his perspective of writing it back then and stuff. So anyways, second is, hey, maybe it's a pedophile taking a picture of him. Could be second incident. One time I was helping my dad out on a job. This was a bigger job, kind of rebuilding a whole house, so we had a few other guys working with us. Some of them I knew and some I'd ever seen before. I was used to it. That's what he always did on bigger jobs. A sudden off of my own, he did my lunch was listening to my CD Walkman. Dad generally didn't eat lunch. He just get to into the work, so he was still busy on site. Suddenly, I noticed a guy walking toward me from the general direction of the site. I didn't remember seeing this guy before, but he was making a b-line straight for me. He was an old-ish guy, his head was shaved, he was wearing a remote's t-shirt, he sat down beside me, way too close, and didn't say a word. I took off my headphones because I didn't want to be rude and said, "Hi." Told me my dad was looking for me and I should get heading back as soon as I'd finished my sandwich. I was playing anyway, but I said that was fine. To make things less awkward, I said I like the Ramones. I didn't seem to even know who they were. Oh, you're so right. Well, what, I looked up and he didn't, I was like, he sat down beside me way too close and I was like, "The Ramones t-shirt, though, to be fair, you know what I'm actually thinking of, is that, like, my fucking broke, even though he's a kid, broke into the house and grabbed a Ramones shirt from him and he's wearing it. Well, that way too tight. That or he's just like scrounging up close, he can find. Oh, he's done too tight, but yeah, yeah, yeah. After sitting with me a few moments longer while I ate my sandwich uncomfortably, he got up and started walking away. I was relieved. Started to put the headphones back on when he stopped suddenly. I don't know why, but freaked me out. I froze. He turned around and fixed me with the most hateful stare I'd ever seen. I didn't know what it felt like to be hated until then. It's like he wanted me dead. I remember thinking what I should do when he attacks me, but he didn't attack. He just shouted, "Someone's been sleeping in your bed, and I don't like it." What do you mean by that? Hey, dad? Hey, hey, hey, dad? He stalked off, leaving me puzzled and terrified. It was probably 85 degrees up. I was shivering. Put the rest of my sandwich away and went back. back to work. I asked my dad, who that guy was a little later, said he had no idea what I was talking about. I described the guy. Dad said nobody liked that even worked on the site. At the time, I figured it was just some weird drunk. Now it has a whole new meaning. The things I didn't catch before stand out. Like, my sandwich was still in my box when that guy talked to me. How'd he know what I brought for lunch? Oh, ho ho ho. The, uh, you know, be kind of sick of this story turned into as like a fuck that fucking Hugh Jackman film prisoners. He captures the fucking guy. He beats the shit out of this pedophile. Oh, you mean the dad. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. That's a good movie, man. Because right now in my mind, in my mind's eye, I, but I was, uh, I keep seeing this like weird guy. So there's been two instances now. Not always. He just Paul Dayno in that film. That's, that's who I'm, well, he did say shaved head, an older shaved head guy. It's still going to Paul Dayno day. That's fun. A bald Paul Dayno then, you know, I like, I like Tarantino, but him saying Paul Dayno is a terrible actor is probably the worst take he's ever had. He's a fucking idiot who cares. Yeah. But I mean, if you make glorious bastards, you can say a lot. You can get away with my Paul Dayno. I, that, pardon prisoners, though, he sits there and Paul, he's like fucking Hugh Jackman grabs and they go between those cars, whatever. Yeah. He's like, where the fuck is he? Whatever does that deal? And he's like, she didn't scream when I took her. He's the whispers I took. I'm a man. First of all, he goes like, I was like, what the fuck? Yeah. And then he like, he puts him in that shower that's only scalding water or freezing water. He's flipping it back and forth. This movie isn't necessarily comparable, but it, just in this, the theme of like child abduction, whatever, lovely bones. Oh, yeah. Yeah. Did you like that movie? Yeah. I liked it. Watching the nuance performance of like Hugh Jackman going like over the top, you like, there's this deep desperation versus Mark Wahlberg is so infinitely different. Yeah. Marlowe was like, holy crap. I can't believe my baby's gone. This is like it. It's wild. That's crazy. It's absolutely crazy. Yeah. Hugh Jackman's like fucking given the performance. Oh, that scene where he's like, he has the hammer and he's like breaking the sink and freaking the wall next to me. So like that Jake Joel Hall is going to do whatever. This is a story podcast not movie podcast. Yeah. Yeah. But such a banger. Go watch prisoners. Yeah. That's such a cool movie. I will stay though. Staley Tucci and lovely bones, plays a good fucking creep. Yeah. Yeah. I will. I will put it up, put them up, you know, given praise for that. I was a good actor. Great actor. Yeah. But no, I'm hoping this could be an interesting story. I'm into it. There would be a thing where guys like I didn't tell you, but a guy was like beating his putt outside your window and come to the grave, the site, whatever. So me and the boys, me and your uncle, like found them. Yeah. And then we kept them, we kept them held prisoner for like six months because you like stole your sister or something. Mm-hmm. That'd be kind of, that'd be kind of, be hot. Maybe I would like that kind of story. Oh, yeah. Well, I mean, like, that kind of thing, like, it's not unheard. Maybe not the interrogation side of it, but my dad would tell me stories about like growing up in East Kentucky. Like, if there's a guy that like messed with kids, he would just be gone. And people wouldn't ask questions about it. So it's not other than murder him, not my dad, but like your father murder. Probably not. Probably. I mean, be cool if he did. It would be gruesome. Like if my dad was like, yeah, I'm trying to make it a lot more cooler than you doing, like a force wave. I saw this for people listening to audio. He just did like a, you won't touch kids anymore. No, no, no. I mean, I mean, they would just vanish and people wouldn't ask a lot of questions, kind of thing. If I did found out if my dad was like, yeah, there was this guy that was like, perving on you and me and me? No, no, no. Like if my dad was saying that your dad's talking to me now, I was like, yeah, when you were a kid, there was this guy messing with you and me and the boys killed him. I'd be like, that's so awesome. It would be sweet. I would, I would like to, I mean, it wouldn't happen. But I'd like to think that my dad would do something similar. But I don't think that I wish that my day, the, the scene of Casino, Robert Jr., they'd take the, the game, like the cheaters. No, no, no. The cheaters in the casino, they take them to the back room. And he's like, he's like, what a hand you do it with. He's like, my left, it's like, he's doing that with like a bed of aisles, balls and like, like a fucking, like a, what the spike mallet used for like the meat, the meat, the meat, like meat and rice. Yeah. If you do that to a pedophile as well, I think you should mutilate him. I think that's a good. I think you smash it all down. And it's totally useless. And you're like, all right, go ahead. No fun. Because also to me, you kill him. You get, that's too easy. You get out. It's, it's done. I like the way you think. Mutilate the balls, the cock, everything. Splice it down the fucking middle, like a goddamn Peruvian Sunday, split that motherfucker right up. Have him walk around that forever. Every time he takes out his pants, whatever, he looks in the mirror, he looks like he's watching district nine. Hold up a fucking thing, a cat food up to his cock. I mean, these fucking prunes. I mean, it's like, you know, I mean, obviously, you say pedophile bad, but like, it is the, it is hard to imagine a level of evil beyond like getting sexual gratification at the cost of a child. You know, it's like the most evil. I'm getting upset now. Yeah. There's really no, no, no, I'm getting upset because there has not been a single prisoner or a style story. They're talking to pedophiles in all of it. And never once do he get a satisfying prisoner style, just torture torture segment. I still think that you can say in these stories. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. I still think you can do an effective horror story where it's like bopping back between stuff. Almost like imagine like a combined story that's like the movie spotlight, where it's like people trying to uncover. I mean, I'm not even like the Catholic pedophile, but I just like pedophiles, right? And then you have a thing where you get the perspective of a dad who's like, just let it go. You think you're like, how the fuck can you like dismiss this? What the fuck is this? He's just like, I don't want you to know, but I've had a pedophile chain down the base for 26 years. Wouldn't that be cool? It's like that movie. See, I'm just gonna keep going. I'm stupid like that. I fucking movie eyes of my mother. You ever seen that one? I haven't seen that one, though. Awesome. Really, really good. I don't want to spoil it because I really want you to watch it. But if you know, if that's, I'm just gonna say, eyes of my mother, watch that movie. Okay. To be fair, though, it's kind of similar. But yeah, eyes of my mother, check it out. Really good. I feel like given the the Rambo kitty episode that Isaiah's dad have, you could maybe have a Christmas moment. I know, I mean, dad has, I have a feeling that you might, your dad might have killed a pedophile. I mean, you definitely, there was a thing with you that homeless guy, Mr. Beans, or whatever the fuck was name was, the can man, the can man, at that house. Mr. Beans, yeah. Same idea. I knew what he meant. I don't think it'd be while I was alive. I know my dad used to be a rough guy before I was born. My grandfather especially. But I wouldn't say an act of love like that would be impossible for an act of love. Yeah, your dad just has pedophile blood all over him. You go to your daddy to this. Heart you daddy. I mean, like I said, now if you tell me that, be like, you're so cool. No, that's definitely a beer clink kind of moment. For sure. Yeah, I mean, that is, I mean, it's also like, it's biblically sound, I would argue, because there's one part in the Bible where Jesus is like talking to the children and he looks at the disciples and he says, if anyone were to harm one of these children, it would be better for a stone to be placed around his neck and he'd be thrown to the sea. So Jesus is like, hey, if anyone ever hurts kids, just so, you know, I'd argue that's Christian doctrine. I'd argue the meat tenderizer is Christian doctrine. Meat tenderizer district nine face. It'll look like one of those prongs. There you go. And you know, maybe you'll go that's so two incidents is first incident. You know, fucking Polaroids second incident. My fucker's showing up with a, you know, blitzkrieg bobshirt and a fucking nose that he has a bologna cheese and he's like, how do you know that is? So what's sleeping in your bed? I don't like it. Oh, what if it's a fucking deranged guy who's watch, who's trying to protect him from a pedophile who's in his, what if it's like a crazy guy who's obsessed with this kid? But then he's just like someone's in it in your room. You're like, all right, so you're a creep. And he's like, no, it's like sloth from the goonies. Whatever. And then everyone then he's the one guy. Yeah, he's the one who's trying to help us like the John coffee of the story. Yeah, yeah, falsely accused kind of guy. For sure. Could be, could be. So something the fairies is going on, but he may not be. Yeah, I mean, we're right at the beginning, but I tell you, my mind is going. Yeah, I mean, it's a good setup. It's fun. It's time to talk about something scary. Your health. I know I don't go in the doctor as much as I should. If I'm feeling sick, I'll just lie in bed and sleep it away. But that's only because I don't want to have to deal with the appointments, insurance and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. That's why I have zockedock. Zockedock is a Free app and website where you can search and compare high quality in-network doctors. Choose the right one for your needs and click to instantly book an appointment. 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When I was 15, dad was called out on a job some house way on the other side of the bay. In the town I grew up in, you have two sides. One side of the bay has all the beaches and the mall. The other side has downtown and lots of woods. The old apartment was on the beachy side. The house he was called to was a quarter of the way to the next town on the woods he's side. So he showed up in his van with all his tools. The front yard is really overgrown. No vehicles in the driveway, except a resting hunk of what used to be a 70s model Chevy. The house is in pretty bad shape, but he went to the front door. Before he could knock, saw a note telling him to come right in and they'd be back soon. He didn't like going into someone's home without them there because he didn't want to be accused of anything, but he driven far so he went ahead. He got to work on my parents and would rod around the window frames. He'd been there for nearly an hour and he thought he heard someone. He went to check. There's still no car in the driveway except for his van. - Hello? - He heard what sounded like a door slam. Dad was not the kind of guy to get nervous. He was a local legend for his barfights, but he told me he was starting to get creeped out and that just pissed him off. So he started stomping around the house. He saw the back door was wide open, leading to the overgrown backyard. He wondered if it was just the wind moving the door, closed it and was going back into work when he decided to just look the place over, just in case. He looks around downstairs. There's nothing much to see. The house is in bad shape, but it's furnished. The place has kept fairly clean and tidy. The electricity still works. Someone's definitely living there. Just not able to keep the place up. He's pretty much satisfied his concerns, but he goes upstairs to look around anyway. Upstairs is much the same as down. Clean and tidy, just in need of repairs. Something doesn't feel right about the place to him. Dad's ever been much of an intuitive kind of guy, so those must be some bad vibes. The last room at the end of the upstairs hall is closed. It's the only door that was closed. It's jammed in the frame somehow, but he gets it open. It's just a bedroom. All painted yellow with yellow furniture. He spots some wood rod around the window frames upstairs too. He was told there'd only be three windows to do and this one made four, but he checks it out. When he does, the sill just lifts right off and there are papers and things stuffed between the walls. He's seen it all, doesn't surprise him. He pulls the papers out because he plans to go ahead and do this window too, 'cause he's like that. He wouldn't ask for more money. He just wanted the whole job done. When he pulls the papers out, he sees it's mostly photographs. Oh no. Oh no. That's big on the track. Someone called him this job, by the way. Yeah. Mm-hmm. That's big on privacy. He just happened to see the photographs and he knew he was looking at something bad. He started flipping through them. And we're all pretty much the same. Back of each picture is dated, but every one of them was a picture of a little boy sleeping. Bruh. Oh. I knew those fucking, oh. I know when these motherfuckers are sniffing around some polaroid flashes earlier to get them out. Oh. Dad recognized me in that ground floor bedroom right away. He remembered my stories about the flashing lights. It hadn't been in my head at all. Someone had been taking pictures of me sleep for almost a year. Holy shit. It's told me there weren't any pictures of other boys either. I ever took the photos, was only taking pics of me. Wow. You call the police, of course. Listed owner for the house was an elderly couple living in Vancouver. They used to somewhere in the home, but just hadn't gotten around to it in years. They didn't even notice. They were still paying the electricity bill. They had no idea about the pictures or hiring my dad, who's a dead end. I had so many questions after you told me this. For one, why would someone who was so far away from our apartment drive a 30-minute drive at night to take pictures of just me? How'd they even know me? How'd they fixate on that one apartment or kid? Why call my dad out to find the stash of pictures after a decade of leaving us alone? Dad actually had an answer for one of those questions. In a way, I find this creepier. Turns out he went to the wrong address. You, oh, you wrote it down wrong. When police, oh, I, okay, thank you iPad. I tried to scroll on it completely deleted the tab one second. Say bye. When police checked his answering machine tapes for clues, he was actually called to a much closer home by a completely innocent guy. Stumbled on this house and stash of pictures completely by a random misunderstanding. So then who left the note on the front door? All like everything besides the thing about, like, not being intentional for the person to find it or something. I feel like that will, I feel like that will amount to something. You think so? Yeah, I don't think that's going to be a complete happenstance. I, I mean, I'm, I'm so in. I, I, it's so fucking creepy and invasive. It's that these kinds of stories are just, I love this shit. Super creepy. The, the, we made the pinpal comp earlier, which is fitting. Yeah, this idea too of like, I love, I love the, how, like, it's so wide open right now. Like, we don't really know. I think that we're being led to make it feel like this is like a creep or something. I mean, it is a creep of some kind. But I'm wondering, do they go, like, why? Like, I love the question of like, why him? Yeah, pinpal, you know, it was a kid because he had correspondence there. And I think like that just caused the guy to like, just become obsessed with them. Because he actually wrote back to him and stuff. And there was like, he believed there was some kind of communication or relationship, quote unquote, relationship, form there. Some curious here, is it something like, not necessarily a long lost brother or like, just, is there something, some kind of cross between these threads that like, the dad hasn't been fully transparent about either. Or whatever, which is also maybe like why he hasn't, obviously not to scaricate. You don't want to just be like, hey, by the way, some guy was taking pictures of you three year, or whatever, but I do wonder if there's, I mean, it's also like, if that was your son, right? I don't your son. Yeah, once your son's old enough. I tell him right then. Yeah. Well, at 15, 15's that medium age, where it's like, do you tell him? I would tell them I'll fuck it eight. There's someone outside. I don't see the harm in being like, by the way, buddy. Someone's been taking pictures of you. 'Cause also two, one, there's no way a child's gonna be able to understand fully the scope of that. But then also, if you see something weird, tell dad. Yeah, so when he was eight or however old he was, hit the dad did not know it was someone taking pictures. Right. It wasn't until he was like 15. Yeah, it's 15, he went to the house and saw it. 'Cause at the time, I think the dad was legitimately like, oh, it was probably headlights or something, right? Yeah. Well, I'm still alive. Well, I think that imagine your kid is like, there was flashing outside my window, and you're like, probably the lights or something, right? You wouldn't immediately jump to there's the guy with the camera outside. I think just with what they were insinuating at least through the earlier text was that, because he included, which also, they include that fucking uncle man, we were heard from the uncle a bit. I'm not saying it's the uncle, but I'm just saying like, I just, we don't know the full picture yet. But anyways, it seemed like when they said that, it definitely made it seem like in the text, the uncle and him were like, they were concerned, but I don't think they knew. Yes. And also the quote unquote, oh, once dad's business picked up, he moved, I think my fucker just moved. It's how I read it. Or you tell your kid, oh yeah, well, why are we moving? Oh, I got a promotion, we're gonna move somewhere nicer. That's the kind of lie that you would tell your kid, to where you're like, well, I'm not gonna freak him out and be like, well, someone's chasing you. So we have to move now. You're in constant danger, like that wouldn't be good, but I remember, also into part one, by the way, this is part one. Um, when I was a kid, I remember there was a guy who started to come around church. - Can, man. - No, who was creepy. And then my parents were just like, hey, don't go around that guy. - Creepy, how? - He was just, or no, I'm conflating two stories. The first time, 'cause the second time I was old enough, they just told me what was going on. But when I was like, 11, I want to say 10 or 11, this guy started to come around who was really eager to come and talk to the kids and be around the kids and stuff like that. This one wasn't a church. This was when I was playing golf. So it'd be like, at the golf course, this guy kept me like, oh, I could show the kids how to blah, blah, blah. And then one of the older guys from the community came to my parents and was like, yeah, keep that guy away. So my parents were just like, you see that guy? He'd come find one of us. We're not gonna leave you alone, stuff like that that didn't go into detail. Turns out later that guy had like a, a molestation charge in the past. So, and then I think unrelated to my parents, someone like ran that guy out. It was like, do not come around here again, which is cool. But then later on, there was a dude who started coming around church and he was like, really eager to do stuff and like the children's ministry and stuff like that. And then my pastor finds out this guy had a like, I don't know if it was straight up CP, but like possession of material and stuff like that. So my pastor calls in the FBI and they raid his house and find actual CP. And now that guy's in like federal prison forever. But I do wonder, I don't think you have to completely fucking, I don't think you have to give children gory details to make them frightened. But I do think like a level of transparent. I do wonder how much of like how much it's of people just like not having that like uncomfortable conversation has led to like, children not realizing that they should have told. Yeah, I didn't know, I, you know, I didn't think anything. Well, that's my point. Like that second one happened when I was like 14. And my parents were like, yeah, that guy's a peto. Like 14 is unacceptable. But when I was 10, it was like, hey, don't be around that guy. I'll be with you. I'll always be near or like your coach or, you know, someone trustworthy, just don't be around him. So stuff like that, I feel like is enough to tell a kid without being like, he wants to touch you. There was one time when I was like eight. Oh boy. (laughing) I went, we used to go to a Bennett Springs and camp, which was like, it's like a, I don't know what the, I can't remember what the river is called in Missouri, but it's a big Missouri river. And there's like, it's one of those things where it's like, there's a bunch of different campsites. That's like kind of the economy of the area. It's kind of like by a lake of the Ozarks area. So it's like the economy of that area is just like, different campsites, everyone goes down there during the summers, whatever you go floating in canoes and all that kind of stuff. We used to go down there every summer for like a weekend, but when you hear it was fishing with my dad, which I just didn't, I've never been a big, ironically, I've never been a big hunter or fisher, like fishing guy, whatever. And my dad was always into it, but I remember on time I was fishing when I was younger, whatever. My dad's like, hold on, he gets up from the truck, he's probably just grabbing beer or something who knows. But I'm sitting there and I was like, put my, my fishing pole, and it got caught right in between the underside of my pants, like in my taint area. The hook did, and I was like, like this would ever, this guy, and it said enough, well, maybe, and it said enough came up and he's like, he's like, I already tangled up. And he's like, oh, I think it's like hooked up, whatever. And he was like, he wasn't doing, he was actually trying to, he was trying to just pull, I see. But that was like sitting there, like, right in the back of my desk. I'm like, Dad, you're on the corn with like two bushlights. And he's like, what the fuck? And it got, and the guy's like, oh, he's hooked up. He's like, well, fuck, you need to get away from him. Whatever it was, I was like, hold this fish, my hand would do it like, oh, the guy was like, dude, whatever, I was just trying to help him. He was legitimately just trying to, yeah, yeah, yeah. He'd never even touched me. He was fucking with the fish. But he was trying to, yeah, yeah, yeah. He was trying to cut the line or something. Very unfortunate. Yeah, it was horrible timing. But yeah, ever since, but my dad, like literally, he got his knee, and he's like, what happened? I was like, I can't see if, got your fish, got hooked. He's like, what did he do? And I was like, he's just trying to get the hook in the fish. But what was fucked up, though, too, is like that. I don't know if this is just like Midwest mentality shit, but both guys just stood there, and then they like just kind of like. You can't, you can't, it's impossible to be angry fly fishing. No, yeah, I try to do an angry fly fishing thing. We sit there like this, and he's like, look at the motherfucker doing this. You gotta constantly be doing this weird little whip. Whip in the fucking thing, it looks whimsical. You know, you can't, you can't see there'd be fly fishing. Like, oh, whimsical, sit there and be mean mugging my fucker like this. So as the closest pedophile, thank you to a pedophile store I have. That's good. I'm happy for you. But I'm glad to, I'm glad to, I'm glad that's the extent that it's been, yeah. But I mean, to be clear, I don't have a pedophile store. I think, but the way that you're presenting yourself and the things, the amount of interactions you've had with people. Just two, three. No, the can man was a dream I had that you progress. That's a dream. There was a, there was a homeless guy living in the house and you know, this is actually new information a lot of people because that episode's gone. What? Yeah, remember that's the one they got taken down. Oh, what was it? Oh, yeah. So people have no idea what we're talking about, right now. But yeah, my grandfather had an old house that me and my dad were checking out. And while we were trying to, no, this is real. While we were trying to see if it was salvageable, there was a, we had seen signs that a homeless guy had been living in there. Then we come back a week later. We cleared all the stuff out. We come back a week later and that's back like his stuff. He had been sleeping there again. There wasn't a way to like, all the windows were cracked. There's no way to like seal up the house. But then I would have dreams about that house. And then I would have a dream of a man looking at me over the top of the staircase. Yeah. So I never, I never saw a man in the house, but there were signs of a guy in the house. And then I would have those dreams. So you're the one who elaborated to say I was molested by a homeless man and my grandfather's abandoned home. I never, I never said that you're molested. I just said Isaiah, what happened? Nothing. That's a long time for you to say nothing. You had to swallow back something. Nothing happened. We'll re swallow it. All right, I actually got that. That was the statistic. No, that one's fine. I was right here. I would be the victim. I don't care. I think the, I think that the part one's fun. How many parts is, is it seven parts? Is that what you said? Seven parts are all pretty about that length. Oh, okay. No, I'm, I'm curious. Like I said, if we go into a place where the dad ends up catching the sky, and so the fucking crazy, it turns out he's been fucking, he's been keeping that dude, eyes my mother, eyes my mother. So I gotta say, bar two, I got a lot of really insightful comments and questions from the last post I made. You guys saw things from the perspectives. I just didn't think of and that got me thinking. There are things I really need to know. So here's an update on what I was able to learn in the last few days. I feel more confused now than I did before. Maybe I'll all see it more than I do. This is very pinpellin like every post he remembers more and talks about more and stuff like that. Which depending on how long, I mean, 10 years ago, this is, I mean, when did pinball come out, probably 2015 era, right? Yeah, maybe a little bit at the same time, I would say, yeah. Actually, that this is also, once again, not to say that this is stealing from me. I'm saying like, it's just that era of like in that era, it was always like, because we've read stuff that's always been like 10 years ago. It's like, your guys' comments really blah, blah, blah, blah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. You know, wow, it made me think about this other time. That's a huge trope for the time. Something I didn't really think of until the author of the Fermi Paradox, he posted our slash creep cast a lot. What's his name, Harry? Grant F. motto. Grant F. motto. He posted, he was talking about the Fermi Paradox in the creep cast subreddit. And because he was talking about writing stories around that time. And he said, typically, what he would do, which is why I assume a lot of them will do, is you write a part one. And if it gets no traction, then just move on to another one. But if it picks up, that's when you're like, Hey, guys, coming back for part two and stuff like that. So I think a lot of them were kind of testing the water. Oh, sure. One of those answers and stuff. Yeah. And then if there's interest, like, Hey, so now here's these other details and you can get more into the story that you want to. It makes sense. And writing like a two hour long piece, no one may read, you know, I think in 2001, 2001, sorry. 2011. Okay. I was just saying, I think that it was definitely in that push a book in 2012. So I think it's writing. Oh, okay. So it's probably 2011. Yeah. That's like, but yeah, I remember talking to Nathan about that. It's like, not pre-creepypasta, totally, but almost pre-creepypasta, that's old internet. Yeah. Well, that's definitely after the, that's after the hype of like Jeff. the killer and Slenderman. - Now Jeff the killer was 2012, right? - Wow, really? - Yeah. - Slenderman was earlier, though, than that. - 2010, I think. Same as sure. - Are you sure? - I'm pretty sure that's right. - Well, girl, it's up there. - Yeah, yeah, golden age. - First, I tried talking to my dad, but he wasn't in the mood. Shut it right down. I pressed him a little on the flashing lights and he told me I should ask my uncle Matt. So I did. Uncle Matt and my dad get along great. 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I will say I do like these kind of, the first incident, like maybe not the first incident, the second incident, whatever, that's fine, but I do like the, what dad said. The different accounts. What mom said. Yeah, like I like that as like, 'cause there's just a lot of different angles you can do and I like that it's also all, I like it's a personal time in this family. It's a story, but they each have different perspectives that reveal different things. It's a good motif, I think. And also it's believable. I remember when we were reading Pimpeller, first time through we were so mad at the mother, 'cause we're like, why is it mom telling him this stuff? He needs to know blah, blah, blah. But then we get to the end of the story and it's like, oh, 'cause she knows that Josh has been dead in a box, and he doesn't know, so she doesn't want to break it to him. That made her apprehension understandable in retrospect. I just love these family mysteries because there's obviously something much bigger at play that they think that like either you should never know or you can't handle and that is like just extremely alluring. Yeah, yeah, it's really fun. What mom said, my dad and uncle mad had a younger sister named Flora. I never knew her as aunt Flora because she was gone before I was born. When Flora was eight or nine, weird things started happening to her. My dad only talked about him when he'd been drinking gin, mom said, gin made him brood. She used to hide his gin because it freaked her out when he talked about these things. Like this one time, my dad woke up because he heard noises in the kitchen, came out to see what was up. Flora was making a peanut butter and sugar sandwich in the middle of the night. He asked her what she was doing because if their mom caught them in the kitchen at that hour, they'd have their butts reddened. Flora told him she had to make a sandwich and a picture for Mr. Chad Frey. What does the fuck is Chad Frey mean? I assume it's supposed to be a name, but probably a child pronouncing it wrong. - Okay. - Mom said Dad would shut her when he said that part of the story. So he's got real low when he'd say the name. So my dad got mad at Flora because he thought she was being dumb or half dreaming. Then she showed him the picture she drew. It was a drawing of a boy sleeping with Matt written above it. Who? My dad, do you think that's the creeps drawing? - It says she drew. - Oh, she drew? Okay. - Yeah. - Well, I just thought it was a picture she drew if he thought it was, but it's like a fucking the guy's represent like the visualization is almost like a child's rendering. And then he gave it to her here. Give it to your brother or something like that. - My dad, being the oldest child, was very protective of Matt and Flora. He immediately felt something wrong was here. He took the picture and tore it up. He told Flora she had to get back to bed right away. She told him Mr. Child Froy would be mad because she promised him. Dad asked her who this person was and what he looked like because he meant to tell their mom. She said she didn't know what he looked like, but he talked to her from the drain in the bathroom sink. Ooh. He told her all sorts of things and she'd been talking to him every night for a month. At this point, my mom said she didn't want to talk about it anymore. It's given her the willies. She didn't even like saying the name. Mom was always kind of superstitious about things like she'd be afraid to say the names of certain diseases. She'd never say cancer as if saying it causes it. She said just saying the name Child Froy made her feel like she was being watched. But asked her more questions and she kept going. She said my dad didn't believe Flora. She must have been dreaming or just imagine the whole thing. He took the sandwich and ate it himself after sending Flora back to bed. So his mom wouldn't find it. And he remembered the sandwich well because peanut butter and sugar was not something they ever made in the household. Yeah, no idea where she'd heard it. The every little sting like that. You're just like, "Fuck man." It's always, I like it. It's always just a little peppered on there too. He had no idea where she even heard of that. It's just a hundred percent, Mr. Fockin's voices. It's like the bathroom sink. Peanut butter and sugar available good on his sandwich. Yeah. Child Froy. Child Froy is just such a gross thing. But he forgot all about what happened for a few days or weeks. Till one night, he woke up to pee and could hear funny noises as he got near the bathroom. The light wasn't on, but Flora was in there alone. He stopped outside the door to listen. She was whispering a whole conversation in there. he figured she was half asleep and didn't know what she was doing. He went into the bathroom to get her. Then he heard it himself. There really was a voice coming from the drain. Mom said he would get a distant look when he talked about this and just set the gen down, like he couldn't drink anymore. And my dad can always drink more. The voice he heard sounded cold and metallic. Probably you've come through the pipes he figured, but it scared the crap out of him. What it was actually saying was even worse. Mom said he tried to imitate the metallic voice, saying, "Come outside, Flora. Come outside. No one has to sleep out here." Flora whispered into the sink that she couldn't, because her brother might catch her, and the strange voice told her, "He never should have ate my sandwich." Hearing it made my dads hear staying on end, my mom said it's the most scared he'd ever been. Not one to freeze, my dad pulled Flora out of the bathroom and slammed the door. He warned her never to talk to Mr. Chaud Freud again, because he was bad. He ended up telling his mom and they found where some pipes had been messed with under the house. They also found some drawings of my dad and I'm going mad sleeping. Dude, my boy, Chaud Freud's fucked. They got to kill this guy. Also the idea of some kind of like undoing a pipe and being like, "Flora, flora and corner name. It's so fucking haunting, oh my god." He did that in the sexy neighbor too, and it was really effective. It's like my darling, right? No, it's the feeling of joy you get when something bad happens to someone else. Interesting. Chaud Freud does. That's kind of interesting. Chaud Freud does sound like it. Also, this is obvious, but we're saying this is 100% the same guy that's fucking with our protagonist now. I don't know because I think it is because the guy was wearing a remotion shirt. I think the remotion shirt is going to pop up some time into these, but also he said he was an older guy. Yeah, but this guy, which is not impossible, but this guy would have had to have been like maybe 18 when he's creeping on Flora, you know, which isn't impossible. No, I know what you mean. Yeah. Yeah, you always kind of picture like an older dude. They were all burned right away and his mom forbade them to talk about it. They didn't handle scandals like that too well at the time, but my dad saw some of the drawings before they were burned, and they weren't drawn by Flora. I had never heard anything about any of this before. Dad and Uncle Matt almost never talked about Flora anyway. When they did, it was always cryptic. I didn't know what this had to do with me, but my hand was shaking holding the phone. I thought she was done. She said that was just the beginning, but mom usually gets tired of talking after 10 minutes or so. I was surprised. She needed to get it out of her system. She said that after that, Flora used to complain about Flora used to complain about flashing lights in her bed room. Everyone just figured she was seeing the light from the lighthouse because it was still active back then. She complained about it for nearly two years, saying she had trouble sleeping. Her mom got sick of it and put thicker curtains in her bedroom and she kept complaining. They ended up getting her sleeping mask problem solved. Not long after this, Dad Matt and Flora went to a friend's house to hang out because he had a record player and his parents would get him any records he wanted. They'd all just listen to music together. She left to go home before Dad and Matt did, but she never made it home. What? They never found her body. Jesus. Remember they said Flora just disappeared. Yeah. God. In theory, she could still be alive, but nobody really believes that. Please. She could be chained up in the can man's basement somewhere. That's true. The same way that maybe this guy's chained up in his basement. Mom thinks Dad and Uncle Matt always felt personally responsible for it because if they just slept with her, she might still be alive. My mom figures. That's why the flashing light thing upset Dad and Uncle Matt so much. And I guess I was opening old wounds by asking about it. That. Okay. So that gives an explanation as to why they were both freaked out. But they didn't know it was a because they never knew with Flora, right? It wasn't until he found the pictures. He knew it was a photograph. They're just freaked out because now his son is talking about the same thing his sister used. Yeah. Well, I think it's just a repetition of a thing a very traumatic person they lost, but it's not any immediate like it's a pedophile, you know, because they didn't know. No, but I think that you would assume that it's like it's a murderer. I think that with with the correlation, I don't think that like it doesn't mean I'm saying that they're going to come that conclusion, but it would be hard being like. It would hard not beings like my sister said the exact same thing. Yeah. And like not both of you guys coming back to like that very strong reaction. Yes. Yeah. At the same time, I find it really spooky that the same thing would happen to both me and Flora and upsetting that it wasn't taken more seriously when it happened to me. I also felt really bad about hurting Uncle Matt. I visited him the next day to apologize. I told him my mom explained everything and I really had no idea. He wasn't mad anymore. Actually, he apologized to me too because he said I deserve to know now on to what Uncle Matt said. You know, maybe maybe Chad Froy is like maybe maybe he was hated in the town because the Catholics were molesting children. So maybe they they pinned it on Chad Froy because he had a foreign accent, meaning he was probably from a war torn country. So they got a necromancer. You're talking about the instantly recognizable film. Oh, I see. Yeah, yeah. Maybe that's what it is. Maybe that's the lead. The lead croneman. The lead whatever meme lead croneman. The man's a god now compared to Eli Roth. Eli robs the pedophile. So I have to count the necromancers head and show it to Mr. Chad Froy and that'll kill him and stop the child molesting. That's gotta. Yeah, that's gotta be it. Yeah. Make sure that the faces don't see each other. Right, right. Correct. Got it. My kids are likely to get this summer. It's going to be great. This summer's going to be great. He said there was a little bit more to it than what my mom described. A week before she disappeared, Flora had started complaining about the flashing lights again. They figured either she was forgetting to put on her mask or it had been in her head the whole time. Then a day or two before she disappeared. Couldn't remember. She woke up and the mask was gone. She couldn't find it anywhere. The figure she just didn't want to wear it anymore. Now he wasn't so sure. The idea of this fucking creeps breaking the house and stealing the mask. She like has to wake up and be bothered by the light. It just like gives into that sick fascination of like the pictures of her, like kind of like barely like looking or something. Fucking just an animal. Yeah. Do you think that this would be this works pretty well because back then, obviously there was no like surveillance cameras and stuff for like homes and stuff. Does this work now? You think if you were like, well, we checked our security cams at the house and you just see the guy or do you just or do you still do something creepy with that? I think. Yeah, but I mean, like at my house, like I have security cameras everywhere. Yeah. Well, I think I would like doorbell ring cameras and stuff. I think that those are common. I've even like a ring camera thing where you just see a guy like walking up your driveway and like walking around your house and he's like, he does it every night at 3 m and you're like, you said that what time does the lights happen? Like just something like that, taking a new age piece of technology and kind of like the idea of like your surveillance thing is also just immediately unveiling and giving light to this extremely horrible thing that's happened. It was doing its job, but like it's visualizing it and putting it right in front of you. First, it's like right here now. You're like, you can, you know, it's just the wind. It's just so you know, no, it's just a weird lightning bugs outside your room. Just go back to sleep. You know, yeah. I think the whole. This story works really well for the same reason. I think Pimpell worked because it's a child who doesn't understand what's going on and the parents are unaware to some agree. How old is our antagonist, you think? Well, now he's like grown and his dad's talking to him, but he's an adult man now. Yeah. I mean, at least what? He went to the guy's house when he was 15 and years later, his dad says it's time you know. So we can assume he's like 18. They're also drinking beer together. He's at least, yeah. If you want to be like, oh, whatever. I'd say he's at least 21. Yeah. Yeah. He's in his 20s. Yeah. So that's him now, but he's talking about events when he was young. But I was just wondering because I'm like, there's still a lot of time between that and a lot of stuff could have went wrong. Yeah. But yeah, to your point, like nowadays, like if I knew for a fact at 3am, someone was going to walk around my house. Maybe they were the gun. I would just put on eye vision, wait for him to come with the driveway, and it's like, oh, there's a trespassing line at arms. At arms. Yeah. I have coats come out of the woods. I have a musket. - No way. - (screams) - No. (laughs) - Would you, you need me kinda cool? Would you, if you killed a creep that was taking pictures of your kid, would you even report it? Or would you do a pirate thing? What they used to do with pirates where you take the dead body and you hang it up in a tree, and you put a fucking sign that says like pedophiles beware. - I wish we could be that cool now, but I feel like that would probably lead to some legal hiccups. - You can't see from the road. - I mean, if you're a neighbor, start by, listen, it's totally the pedophile, but I really don't like seeing it. - It's more so a law and ornament kind of thing. - Yeah, yeah. - Well, it's like, I think a lot of it about what you can get away with, quote unquote, kind of depends where you are. - Yeah. - 'Cause like my buddy the other day, he had some people that were breaking into like his dad's property, and he just called the police. And he was like, hey, if these guys come back, I'm gonna shoot him and the police are like, all right. (laughs) - You're good. - Okay, no, whereas if you do that like a city that I feel like that would not be the reaction. - I think if I, I would legitimately that if I killed somebody for creeping on my kid, I would invest so much money into building a full, fludged movie accurate black pearl pirate ship. - That would be awesome. - And I put it in my yard and I would hang the body off of it. And because the ship is so elaborate, you would assume that's a problem. - Yeah, yeah, you would. - Hey, I'm, the stench will be a bit of a giveaway, but I mean-- - You couldn't smell far enough back from the road, you know. - You'd smoke a close up though. Someone's like, what is that? - Oh, I'm close by me. - What is this? Are you Jack Sparrow? Are people touring the dead body? - I would assume, well, yeah, 100%. I think we're just as fucked up. And this is what, see, this is gonna get me in prison. Is I would, I would do tours and be like, come here. It's free photo shoots on the black pearl. And I'd have everyone take a photo of it. - So that would get you. - That one, that would get you. But I think that people, I think people would sit there and be like, hell, yeah. - That's how you turn, oh, I would. I'd be there like, that's right, brother. Let's do some-- - I wouldn't lie about either. Is that a problem? No, it's a dead, it's a dead pedophile. - I think that's cool, but I feel like that is how-- - No, no, I'm going to prison. - Yeah, yeah. - In a legal sense. - No, I'm going to prison. - A very viable self-defense situation. - They sit there, they try to get me to do insanity plea. All this, I say guilty. - Guilty. - Guilty is strong. - Try the book, get me. - Get me the book, I'll read it. - I'm 100%. - You know, I need some time off anyway. It's going to prison a little bit. - I imagine, I probably, I feel like I would, if you're a pedophile, what brought you in? I killed a pedophile. - I believe you would do for it. - 'Cause they say, well, they say, I mean, who knows how true this is. - Like, how many pedophiles are in a fucking prison? I mean, probably a lot of pedophiles are prison. And there was a big beat up, I'm like, that's not a fucking thing. - It depends on the prison. - Because a lot of times the gang's will, but it's like, is the prison have a gang? And stuff like that, you know. There's that one guy, I wanna say his name's Randy, or Travis one, but that kid who was being molested by his coach. So, while the police were doing a perp walk, the coach had got arrested, and the police were doing a perp walk to take him to jail to the courthouse or something. - Oh, look at that. - The kid's dad, like, post as a guy on a phone, and just turned around and showed up. - Yeah, it's one of the best videos ever. - That's so cool. - That guy's so cool. - Also, so seamless. I'm like, oh, I was like, that dude had that, the choreography doing that. I'm like, that dude was definitely looking in the mirror and just being like, spin, pink, spin, pink. All right, I got it. And then as soon as he fired drops the gun, he just sat behind the head. - Yeah, they tag all of them, but I heard, I don't know if this is true, but I heard people were just like, I get it. I heard the cops are just like, yeah, I got it. - Well, I mean, he got, I think he's out now, 'cause it was like, from a legal sense, it was first degree murder, but he got, he got like a relatively light sentence, I mean, no sentence in like over a decade is light, but for capital murder, everyone's kind of like, what's the easiest we can do here? - You would be, you would be a fucking sweet shirt. Is that screenshot of him fully pointing out like that at the phone booth? And then anything in bold font, I just always kill a little pedophile. So that is a shirt. - Is it? - Yeah, there's one of him turning around and firing, and it's like the pedophiles had exploding, and it says, kill your local pedophile. - Oh, why do you that? - It's hard. - I almost think, because the sun went on the unsubscribe podcast and talked about it, I almost feel like it's his merch. - Oh, I already got that, but yeah. - Well, I mean, that's fucking, that's sick, that was pretty hard. - Oh, yeah, Uncle Matt. - Or whatever. - Yeah, wearing that to the next kid's birthday party. (laughing) - I'd say what though, that's a good way to weed out the pedophiles at a birthday party. - Oh, yeah. (laughing) - I'm sure I look around, the one guy sweating, getting cake like this. (laughing) - That's the guy over there, you like lock it on him. (laughing) - Steven, can I talk to you over there? (laughing) - Another weird thing around the same time, is they found footprints in the snow outside the house. It had snowed almost three feet overnight. These footprints led out the woods behind the house and went straight to Floor's window. The thing Uncle Matt said creeped him out the most was that the footprints at the window didn't face into the window. They faced back towards the woods, there was nothing but trees. For the footprints to not have been covered in by snow, someone had to have walked to Floor's bedroom window sometime after midnight, stood there staring into the woods and a blizzard. - Maybe you were right with the initial assumption. - I'm telling you, we might be looking at a sloth situation. - One of them is trying to defend the other. One of them is trying to stop the other, maybe. - What's what I'm saying? I'm saying that he's like a deformed fucking buff mutant or eating candy bars with an obese child, I'm just saying like just something of like, yeah. The only thing that I don't understand though, is the kinship to this family or whatever. And also still, guess what, sloth, he still shouldn't be fucking sitting at the house mess with the sewage pipes, talking about peanut butter and sugar sandwiches and stuff like that, all right? - That, yeah. - Unless that's a different entity, but then it's just like, well no, you see, that was the good weirdo, but this was the bad weirdo. - Yeah, we'll see, we'll see. - That's a delicate dance, whatever. - Strangely, he said they never really worried about it much. Everyone knew everyone there, just stands out on hindsight. The day she disappeared, they got a call from Timmy Jean, the boy with the records, telling them he just got a new one. Uncle Matt said Timmy was an only child. He thought the records were how Timmy's parents got him off their hands and made him some friends. So he was normally really excited when he got a record to share. This day, he sounded flat, emotionless, mad at asked if he was even speaking to Timmy. The whole time, Uncle Matt felt like someone was listening in. Get here of sound in the background. Wasn't quite breathing. It's like someone saying, yeah, really softly. Around this time, where my dad and Uncle Matt grew up, the phone lines were all what they called party lines. Each home's phone would have a different ring, so they knew who should answer. But anyone could answer or listen in on anyone else's phone call. So having someone else on the line wasn't unheard of, just impolite. They went to Timmy's, but when they arrived, Timmy said he didn't call them and he didn't even have a new album. Uncle Matt and dad decided to hang out with Timmy and listen to some old albums anyway, but Floor was really disappointed and wanted to go home. So she left alone. He remembered thinking it was too bad she left because they found her sleep mask in Timmy's room. How? Wouldn't that be immediate like what? You know, 'cause she lost it a couple nights ago at her house, and now it's here at Timmy's house. And clearly the implication is this peto or whatever is making Timmy get them to come over, right? But if you found her sleep mask in his house, wouldn't that make you like, you know, freak out? Yes, yeah. Well, I'm also wondering, is the guy going to multiple kids' houses and he is the one who gave Timmy that mask or whatever? I do think that it raises a suspicion. It you definitely like, huh? But I think it opens up a more like a bigger can of worms of, oh, it isn't just our family. It's multiple people being affected. Yeah, that was the last time they ever saw her, Uncle Matt said. He was trying hard not to tear up. Said he remembered it like it was yesterday. Her little brown shoes posing her hair. And he said, the oversized remains t-shirt they found during a trip to the city. It was her favorite band. Bruh. You as fucked up as Ramones had that one song too. They're gonna kill that girl. You're gonna kill that girl tonight. Nah, nah, nah. Make sure you think that. I felt an awful pit of my stomach when he said that. I don't think I'd ever mentioned the detail about the Ramones T-shirt before. Not the Uncle Matt would pull my leg on something like this. I guess it could have been coincidence when people like the Ramones. Yeah, okay. But I've never felt so unsettled in all my life. I told him about the guy in the remote's t-shirt. Told me to just drop it because it was a long time ago. That was all he had to say. There's a lot of what Uncle Matt said that I find strange, like how unconcerned he seemed to Timmy head at me the phone call with the sleep mask. I'm visiting my dad for Thanksgiving tomorrow. I'm gonna bring two bottles of Cuper Gin. Have happy Thanksgiving. I'll let you know if I found out anything more, or if I don't. I mean, even him brushing off the remote's shirt is weird telling. Well, they keep being like, that was a long time ago. I don't talk about it. They straight up might have killed someone, and that's why they're like, 'cause that would explain them not being urgent about stopping it now, and also they know what's stopping it, yeah. Or maybe even if they didn't kill him, they know he died, or something, right? I'm telling you, my fuckers, prisoners. My fuckers chained up. That would be cool. I would love it. I'd like that. Why would he say? So we're now into part three. He's about to go talk to his dad, so I imagine we'll get more. I want to mention that the top comment on part two was someone asking, "Are your parents divorced?" It's just a funny thing. For someone to read all that and be like, "Well, that is a kind of an interesting thought, though. Are the mom and dad divorced?" That would just lean into one, typically whenever a giant tragedy like this would happen of a child missing or something happening, usually just indicates that there was something traumatic or that there was something that made them split up. Well, this happened when his dad was a boy. Well, I think what I'm saying is while he was a kid did anything, I think the way they're saying is, while anything was a kid happening, that could lead to that. I actually think that's kind of an interesting comment, because if it's like, yes, then what happened? Have we heard from the mom? Yeah, we heard from the phone call where she explained all the stuff about the dad. That's why he's bringing Jen because she said that when dad drinks Jen, which also makes it seem that they are divorced. It's separate. Yeah. Also, he's like a heavy drinker now, blah, blah, blah, blah, all that stuff. He keeps reiterating to the bar fight thing or at least he did in part one and two, but I do wonder if something horrific happened. It would be the thing of being like, hey, Carl, I don't know if I want to have a pedophile locked in her basement for 20 years. He's like, you see that right there? Four fucking letters, D-O-O-R, walk out. He's like, because this is my new pet. Oh, he kicks the fucking dog, Kindle the guys in. Yeah. Yeah. That'd be a cost for a divorce. To be fair, too, if she didn't have the, yeah, it's kind of cool if she's like, they get divorced. I'm like, why? She's just like, I don't want to talk about it. Yeah. She just never tells me. Yeah. So that's not about to keep the pet up. It's not about that. But she's just like, I just don't want to be around it all the time. I was flying with the chained up pedophile in the basement. That's all cool. But man, he would gamble and he was like, he's a draft king all day. Part three. I just want to thank everyone again for your interest in my personal journey and for sharing your views. I might have walked away from it by now if it weren't for your support, because more I learned, the less I seemed to understand, but I did learn more from my dad over Thanksgiving. I had to mull it over for a few days, now that I have, I feel comfortable sharing him. Yeah. I just like this. This whole, you know what? Also, I think people like about this stuff. We've read a lot of different, there's a lot of different narrative styles, stuff that feels more like a traditional story. I think what people like about Creepypostas and these kind of accounts so much is that it feels like a personal story that someone's just telling you. There's something very strip back about it to where you're recalling a story and it makes it almost feel like a found footage movie or something like where people like that aesthetic as well, where it feels like I should be like I'm watching something I shouldn't be watching. The same way that the cadence is so, it's so casual to where I think it's so approachable to a lot of people that they're just like, it feels like I'm just having a conversation with somebody. No. And then you get enthralled by the story, but I think it is extremely approachable. Being said to just some of the other stuff that we've read where people are like, you know, it was okay or maybe we're jazzed on it or other people who are like really into writing and stuff, really like it because they can, you know, they like the usage of different words or phrases and all that kind of stuff. I think like this at its very core is like a very fun strip back approach way of telling a story, I guess. I would agree. Yeah. When I first downloaded the bottles of gin, dad looked at me like I was set in a trap. In a way, I guess I was. I wonder if he knew what I was up to. At least he hadn't talked to mom. They still hate each other, but dad's a man's man and doesn't turn down a drink. He kept waiting for the opportunity to start asking questions, but I never felt right. Turns out I didn't have to. Dad asked me if Uncle Matt talked, I told him he had that there was a lot that didn't make sense to me. Get used to it. It was his answer. I was starting to get upset with all the secrecy. He'd always been a family of straight talkers, or that's how we thought of ourselves. I didn't see why this was suddenly changing. So I asked him why he wasn't more alarmed by the flashing lights in my room when the same thing happened to his little sister. Or I didn't immediately think I was in danger when he found those pictures of me. I didn't do anything. He told me he did more than I'll ever know. Oh. Oh. No, no, it's a guy. Yeah. You looked disgusted when he said that he told me I did more than I'll ever know. He did more. The sun goes, "Why didn't you do anything about it?" And the dad says, "I did more than you'll ever know." Yeah. Well, that's how I'm like wonder. What are we getting? Sounds like he straight up murdered that guy. He hasn't locked in the basement, prisoners. That I was typical of my video game generation, and to go ahead and have another drink because it's Thanksgiving. I did, but I wasn't feeling very thankful. After you're sitting in silence for a while, which is pretty typical for us, actually, he said, "Never liked that little rat." I just waited for him to elaborate. Dad talks to his own pace. "Timmy Jean, I mean." And I expected him to say anything about Timmy, because about his peripheral to what happened as I could imagine, dad had a lot to say about him. So just to rewrite, Timmy is where they found the sleep mask of that kid's house and everything. What were records who came over when she disappeared? Dad said Timmy wasn't really a bad kid. He was just strange, pale, and weak. Most other kids didn't like him. The parents didn't seem to like him. Even the kids who did like him didn't really like him. The general opinion was that Timmy's parents were always gone, although it was hard to tell whether they were home or not, and kept to themselves. Rumors went around that they were brother and sister. One thing that was certain was that they didn't hear or did money. Unlike everyone else, they didn't keep any livestock. They just bought everything from the general store for Timmy and disappeared. Dad said today it'd be called neglect, but people watched out for each other back then. One thing that always struck Dad as peculiar was how, when they wanted Timmy to do something other than listen to records, like go play, kick the can, he'd say he was going to ask his parents. None of them had seen or heard his parents in the house, so they were surprised. But Timmy would go into this room, close the door behind him, and they'd hear him talking to someone in there. Cool. He'd come out and tell them they had to stay put. This happened a few times, he said, not that they invited Timmy Jean out all that much. Another thing he didn't like about Timmy was he just do strange things. Sometimes he seemed pretty normal, then he just changed like that. This one time they were listening to some new record he had. He turned it off and told them he learned to new song and dance. That wasn't interested. He didn't be childish. But Flora and Matt wanted to see. Timmy started walking backwards in a circle, shaking like he was freezing and making shrieking sounds. Timmy's dead. Timmy's dead. Timmy's dead. Timmy's dead. Timmy's dead. What is that look? If you stand up and see what that looks like. Yeah, if you're all entertainment, so walking backwards and sure he's doing this. Like shivery. like shivering, I'm not gonna shriek. - Well, do the shrieks, who won? (laughing) He's like over me. - I thought it was more like. - I was sitting there and he does this, and he goes, he goes like. >> [NOISE] >> So I'm just, I'm like, you know, straight velocirical or like a tear jack with it. >> [LAUGH] >> [INAUDIBLE] >> Yeah, I say it was, I don't do nicotine nicotine's bad taste. >> Walking back in circles with Zinn and his mouth doing. >> [LAUGH] >> The- >> Talking to the movie attendant. - The, I'm curious stuff, I'm a member. (laughing) I think that the, - Is this? - I'm trying to think if it's indicative of anything, but-- - Is this not the path, like, is this what the footsteps are from? Is this not the path that he's recreating? - I thought that said footsteps just went to the edge of the house and pointed out towards this. maybe it would be more in a circle by the window, but it is, it doesn't make it seem like somebody walked out from the woods and then looked right, is that what they said, the trail led from the woods, they look, they were, I know they were looking towards the woods, but it's towards the woods, yeah. Did it say where the, where the footsteps came from? Yeah, it says they're around the house. So it did say from the edge and then looks out. So it did come from the woods and then it stopped and looked away. Yes, that's what it sounds like. I'm trying to think of that. It sounds like someone freezing. The walking backwards is freaky, you know? I mean, it's all freaky, but like the backwards almost implies like a weird. Well, the backwards thing makes me almost assume that the dude was walking backwards out of the woods even and then he was like washing the way he was freezing. Interesting. That could be a put into some kind of trance, maybe, maybe. That's what Timmy here. It said they're what, 10, 11? So he's the same age as like, he's the same age as four. It's like 50s, 10 and 11, which he's the equivalent of like 35. Yeah, he looks like he's, yeah, 40. Actually, no, you're right. He'd be the older brother's age, like 12, 13, probably, yeah. He was annoying the hell out of dad. So he told Timmy to cut it out, but Timmy kept doing it. Dad had never seen Timmy show any motion other than excitement over his records. When he was doing this dance, he looked downright hateful. The floor started crying and Matt looked pretty scared too. Dad never had patience for stupidity. Grabed Timmy by the shoulders. He said he remembered how Timmy felt. His skin was cold and jelly-like and he could feel his small shoulder bones like it weren't covered at all. He shook Timmy until he stopped and was back to normal. Timmy started playing the record again like nothing had happened. Dad said they left because his floor was too upset. It was after that, Dad said that he went to get Timmy for something. He couldn't remember what and Timmy wasn't home. That was weird in itself, but Dad went inside to look for him just in case. He couldn't find him, so he decided he just asked Timmy's parents where Timmy was gone. He opened the door to the room Timmy always went into. The room was kept really dark. That can never see anything when Timmy slipped in. Now he knew why. It wasn't a bedroom at all. It was just a closet. That's such a horrifying. He goes into the closet to talk to his parents. This story is excellent by the way. Like the bread crumbs. There was a cushion thrown on the floor. Some bread crust pieces of paper. Dad said he'd seen enough. He closed the door and got out. Never went back to Timmy again. Because when Timmy would go into that room, they wouldn't just hear Timmy talking that he or someone talking to him. A cushion on the floor of bread crumbs. My father's making a peanut butter and sugar sandwiches and he's sitting there eating them. Fuck that. I'd already drank more gin than I should have, but that's still since shivers through me. But I thought it's something. I asked Dad if this happened after floor disappeared. He said no. So I said, how was it? He was at Timmy's the day floor disappeared. Uncle Matt doesn't always remember things right? He gave me a stern stare when he said this. Like it was something I should keep in mind to the end of my days. I know Dad's looks very well. About Uncle Matt. He said Matt came up to him that day and said they had a call from Timmy to come over and listen to the new record. He'd heard the call come in and that was nothing strange. But he never went with them to Timmy's. He went to the general store to pick up a present for Betty Coffin, girly fanseed, and Matt and Flora went to Timmy's by themselves. When he was at the general store, he remembered being surprised to see Timmy in there, just picking up some food with big water bills. He never seemed that much money in one place in his whole life. So he wasn't likely to forget it. He told Timmy hello, but Timmy just paid for his food, walked out with his food and bills. Flora never came home from Timmy's that day. And that's all I know about it. He said. I told him Uncle Matt said he was listening to music with him and Timmy when Flora left on her own. And was he listening to music with him? It wasn't Timmy. Was all that said. It was so eerily matter of fact. Gosh, just the idea that the story we heard of them at the record and Flore leaves and stuff, it's like what if that was a completely different situation and took another shot of Jin right there. I hoped it stopped me from shaking. When I looked at Dad, he was staring down. The sad resignation I'd never seen in him before. My dad could drink me under the table 10 times over. So after that last shot, he had to put me to bed on his couch, as the end of our talk. Lying there on the couch, I suddenly remembered something from way back when my family would go down to the beach. We'd all sit around the fire. The adults would drink and tell stories about growing up in that hamlet and the kids would roast marshmallows and chiver listening to these stories. There were true stories and ghost stories all mixed together. These were the only occasions where I'd ever heard him talk about Flore before. After what my dad said, I remember the story Uncle Matt told. He said he and Flore would go for these long walks in the woods together. My dad used to go with him since he was expected to watch them. But once he hit his teenage years, he got more interested in girls and babysitting. They decided to go back into the woods behind Hyman's general store. There are no trails or anything. Just picked a spot and went into the woods. You can go back for miles and miles and just pure woods. It's all national parklands today. Normally they'd walk about 30 minutes or an hour. Dad would have them walk parallel to the edge of the woods. Without dad, they'd just kept going deeper. They'd been walking into the woods for well over an hour, or at least he thinks it was. Flore wanted to turn back by this time, but Matt wanted to keep going deeper. She followed him because she was scared to go off alone. But she got upset and said she was going back on her own. He told her that's fine. Don't get lost. Uncle Matt said she wasn't gone 30 seconds when he felt her tugging at his arm. He got mad because he thought she was bugging him to go with her again. But when he looked, she was pointing at something behind him. You God. He said really seriously that he'd never forget how wide and scared her eyes were. He turned and saw a man standing out in the woods. It scared him too. The man didn't really look scary. He was just a man. There was no reason for anyone to be out so far in the woods. They shouldn't even be there. The man had his back to them, looking deeper into the woods. He wasn't moving at all. They crouched down as quietly as they could to watch him, but he didn't do anything but stand there. Matt said he didn't like it one bit. He felt there was something really wrong about what was going on. He took a floor by the hand, something he never did, and they walked away making his little sound as possible. He kept glancing behind his shoulders as they walked. After a few minutes, he was satisfied. They were well away from the man. He was long out of sight, probably hearing range. After a few minutes, more walking, Matt heard a thudding sound. The floor squeezed his hand tighter, so he knew she heard it too. They didn't say anything to each other. They were too scared. The thudding kept getting louder. Then he heard this scream at the top of someone's lungs, like he'd been hurt. Matt looked back and saw the man they'd seen earlier running right at the full speed through the woods, screaming the whole time. No words. You know what, though? It is an R/NOSU story, so it's going to be in a destructible pedophile somewhere. How do you imagine the scream? Do you imagine a whale or do you think it's more is it a man's yellow or is it like a banshee's yellow? You know, I actually saw this completely out of context clip on Instagram that was for some haunted copy of GTA that someone found is like an internet creepypasta thing and it's like he's just walking around and then this thing starts screaming and like the scream free. I was watching this like 2 a.m. and I did not expect it to do that. That's the scream that's running. Actually, you know what? Have it pulled up right here. I was sending it to people. Hold on. Yeah, it got me pretty good because I was not ready for what was happening. Hold on. Funny enough, I was messaging Alex Kister about it. We were going back and forth about it. Here it is. Where's the scream helping? (upbeat music) - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. - That was like an ape. - Yeah, like an ape like. - Yeah, yeah, that's, yeah. Yeah, man, you see this guy out in the woods and he is facing away from you and you start to back up and then he just starts dead sprinting at you. - Yeah. - Oh my gosh. - Yep, he, you know, that part gave me chills. - I love it, it's rare, but I love it when I get actually creeped out during the story. - Me too, man. - I feel like we, I feel like we cover so many, you know, and it's just like. - Wait, you do it every week. It's hard to-- - It's water off the duck. - Yeah, water off the duck's back at some point, but I got the, my heebies are GP right now. - Who I thought only knew is just a man looking at children through the woods and you're primed and ready. - Well, it's like, was that a dig at me specifically? - No, I'm just saying, I'm-- - I thought you were making another can man joke. - No, no. - All I would need. - No, no, no, I'm not going to try to unlock the secrets of your past, but-- - I think that the, there's something so guttural about being chased and all of the clues are like so anxious as to what's going on, what happened and something like that, and have details as violent as that or very, you know. Matt said he and Flora were so scared they couldn't even run. They backed up against a tree and crouched down. Matt thought the man was going to kill them or hurt them and he didn't know what to do about it. When the man caught up to them, he stopped short only a few feet away. He took in a deep breath and shouted in their faces. - Get out! - They were too scared to move, so the man kept shouting at them. - Get out, get out! - Finally, Matt tugged at Flora and they ran and ran back the way they came. When they were almost out, they heard Dad calling for them somewhere back in the woods. They were about to go running back to Dad, so we protect them, but then they saw him at the tree line and ran to him. He took them home and that was that. He said they never told their mom because they figured they were just trespassing. After Uncle Matt finished his story, everyone was quiet for a good long time. The story seemed to bother Dad more than anyone else. - I remember being especially upset by it just because of Father Dad. - You know, honestly, that thing his dad said that Uncle Matt has a bad memory and forget stuff a lot. I wonder how much of that story actually played out that way, you know? - Oh yeah, yeah. - We'll also to. It is true. One of those things when you see your parents actually upset by something where it's like it feels infinitely more real, you know? - Especially when you're never seeing your parents in that light. - That's always a fucked up thing. I think everybody kind of experiences their parents saying something or repeating something or do it, like there's something that obviously shakes everybody. - Being a bother, yeah. - I don't know why, but it really is. There's like just a, there really is just like a level of like eeriness that is I think irreplaceable with that. Or like it can't be replicated, you know? - Then Dad said he remembered that when he first came to get them, he couldn't find them. He figured they'd just gone home. But he couldn't find them at home either. He looked in the general store and down to the fish and wharf, but they weren't there either. So he went back to the woods. Just as he got there, he saw them running out of the woods, screaming and crying. He asked him what was going on, thinking they just seeing a bear or something. They just kept bawling. So I brought them home and questioned them to get the whole story. He said he never told Uncle Matt at the time, but he saw them coming out of the woods as soon as he got there. Never did call out for them. But I don't know why I suddenly remember that story. It's just another weird thing that happened in my family. Just an hour away from where Dad grew up and the nearest bigger town. There's a huge sanatorium up on the hill 'cause over the whole town. The guy in the woods could have just been some guy who got out there and had the misfortune of startling him. It could be completely unrelated to everything else. It's okay me a lot to think about. I don't feel any more secure or confident after what Dad told me. If anything, I'm more confused and unsettled than ever. The last several days have been a strange ride. But I know there's no way I can let it go now. I'll try to find out more. I'll continue sharing what I can. - End of part three. One thing I think the story is really threading well is a couple of things for me, which is a very subtle mystery and they're taking their time to get to the payoff, which is nice, but the mystery still seems alluring that we don't have the full picture and it's kind of like having to really pry open a person. People that are obviously kind of broken, more so the Dad, when I like, one thing I've done to, or one thing that I like that they've done to is they've shown that this guy's like an alcoholic, there's a broken family. They're kind of like unveiling more of whatever happened has led them to where everyone's at right now. And it's like, you don't really notice those things until you come face to face with it as well. So of course, our main protagonist is, I mean, he's still beyond 21 or whatever, he's still a young guy, but it's like, you wouldn't really piece these things together until you were of right mind or something until you can actually process stuff, you know? But I do think like the way that we're going through these vignettes don't just feel, I can see people having these vignettes the same way that like a lonely broadcast tower where it's like, let me tell you about this goofy thing that happened to me today or whatever. But instead, it feels like we're slowly unwrapping something or we're slowly breaking the walls down to the dad. - Family secret. - Yeah. - To where, after a while, he's going to be like, all right, I'll tell you what happened that day, 'cause that's still, you know, I know that that, he said that in the first part, but I think that there is still, like, what I did that day, the reaper, like the end result is still yet to be said before I think. I don't think it's starting that nicely. And it is setting up all these fun moments for very, for very fun creepy vignettes, but in a way where it also just doesn't feel like, and then this happened and then this happened, it kind of feels like it's actually building upon itself. And it's also setting up things up and having like little payoffs here and there, the remote shirt, you know, that kind of stuff. - My only critique of pinpal, I remember while we read it, is that in the first couple parts, it felt, and like we're critiquing, like our Mona Lisa, I understand, but in the beginning, it felt a little like, oh yeah, I do remember this other thing, and then it goes into the detail, and the details were great, and it's not like it detracts from the story, but what I do appreciate about this one, and there's a little bit of that in the last part about, I remember the story I heard of the beach, but you can see why there's so many walls built around the story because there's so much trauma associated with it, and it's stuff that this family has just walled up for so long and they do not want to unpack. So our protagonist now trying to figure everything out has to chip away so slowly at a time, and then he's giving us info as soon as he has it. So it makes sense why he's not getting or remembering all the details right away because of that barrier. - I'm hoping that it's six to landing. I think what's happening right now is that, I think that maybe the author went in with the intention of maybe just doing the one-parter, but maybe had an idea of what the dad did, and then now it's just building to that thing. - Yeah, at the end of part one, it's like, that wasn't the right address. And also, why did he, you know, so it's clear that there wasn't intention to do more, but I think it's doing great so far. - It's a nice, it's a nice, it's just a nice take on taking your time, and like, don't rush towards the simple fun punch line at the end, kind of take your time and build up there. 'Cause there's so many little details, like, yeah, it is just a remote shirt, but that's a fun payoff for a horror vignette thing. This whole idea of like the fucking creepy Timmy Kid walking around the tracks in the snow, it's not like giant swings, they're just like subtle fun things. Also, just to reiterate too, we don't say it enough, there's no such thing as a perfect story. - Yeah. - Right. - You can take a problem, whatever. - Or something you don't like. - We take a problem, a lot of things, because one where it means a horror story, I mean, like, you're in the moment you're reading, we're kind of just saying our thoughts out loud. - Well, the piano's had a few weird transition shots. - Yeah. - But at the end of the day, you know, I just wanna put that other two. 'Cause I know some people I think are like, maybe too precious with some of the things that I like. - Yeah, my favorite stories that I love and go back to time and time again, I can name a couple of things that I feel like are a little wrong. I also acknowledge that they're excellent and they're as perfect as can be. Like, just in me talking about Pimp Hell, having a couple weird setups, who cares? It's Pimp Hell. - Well, in the moment when you're reading it, you're just kinda like, eh, but the reason I bring that up is because, like I agree, I remember saying those things, but I do think like, once that motherfucker hit his stride, it was like, all right, why don't we're not gonna, we're getting rid of that and we're just, you kind of understood that he knew where he wanted to go. And it feels like even this so far, they're still like the kind of like, keeping it a reddit post and keeping it interactive, but it does feel like each section feels a little more honed in. On specifically the characters and like the setup pay off versus just like, isn't that creepy? - Yeah. - It feels like we're building towards something. Hopefully, see. - Yeah. - Part four. All right, part four. I managed to find out more about Timmy. I had to hit up people I haven't spoken to in a long time, more barely know at all. And eventually I had a few relatives who knew more than I ever expected to find out. Before I share what I've done, learned about Timmy though. I've been asking these comments how I can keep such a level head while I keep uncovering these weird incidents. I guess because it's distant. I shake and shiver and feel dread when I'm hearing about or remembering these events, but it's still way back there. Even my dad finding the pictures in that house happened years ago. That's been changing lately. The little things have been happening that have been making me uneasy. I would also assume if you're finding the stuff out. It's not going to be all explosive, it's going to be a slow unraveling and you get you slowly. I imagine the more as we go into these parts, the more even the guy is going to be like, "I'm like seeing shit." It's going to fucking blossom into something horrifying. For one, my mom has called me twice in Thanksgiving. I know this isn't overtly creepy, but we normally only talk once every two weeks. Top of that, she hasn't been herself. She's been trailing off, going silent for long periods. Sometimes it's like there's an echo when she speaks. I start wondering if someone's tapping into our conversations, like with a baby monitor or something. What a creepy device to use with a baby monitor, Jesus Christ. She's been saying strange things. For instance, after being quiet for a while, she said, "It's mulley down here." Asked her what she meant by it down here. She said, "She didn't live any further south than me." She just said in a tone so flat, she could have been reading it. "You should come. It's wonderful down below." Cool! Click. Okay, mom, gotta go. Yeah, no wonder dad left you. I'd drink too. Exactly. She changed the subject right after and seemed normal after that. My first instinct was to worry she was depressed or something, but I don't know. The last thing she said was if I hear anything strange about her, to not believe it. I've also been receiving other phone calls. I don't know, man. Also, by the way, if you hear some strange about mommy, don't believe it. Call dad. I believe everything you're going to tell me about mom. Whatever you say, whatever you say, yes. Yeah. What you going to be fucked up? What if it's the guy pretend putting on the mom's voice? I thought it could be something like that. Maybe or like you're using a voice modulator. Maybe something. I'm in the fucking baby monitor. I mean, I don't know. Yeah. I started a little before Thanksgiving. First call was an instant hang up. The next time to silence. Each time after that, I hear sounds. Cars going by, walking, wind blowing. Kind of sounds you'd hear from a buck call, but they were distorted, almost like someone was imitating the sounds with their mouth. I wonder if it's a, if like editor put up a put up this, put up a Justin put up this sound. It's the sound of a street. Cars driving by. Wind coming in. You hear some birds, whatever. And then you just hear like, well, it says it sounds like the noise we're being imitated. What I'm saying is I think that I think. Well, I'm wondering is that if one of it sounds like it's being imitated just because there's like the the subtle hum of like a voice, you know, like a motion is like a, like mimicking the wind a bit or like a car passing by. Yeah. Or whatever. Because yeah, I don't think it's like, yeah, watch out. I'm walking here. Yeah, we've got fun too. Last night it changed. There was a voice. The voice had a tinny, metallic tone that seemed echoes when mom called. The combination made the voice sound human and evil. The words weren't sinister at all, but the way they were said made me feel like I was in danger for the first time since I started this investigation. First time, all he said was, I'm on my way. So quick question, how was that not threatening? That would, I would be threatened. That, that, that is a threat. I tried to say wrong number back, but whoever it was had already hung up. I got a little later. And the same voice said, I'll be there soon. Retavaluate the threat immediately. This time he didn't hang up right away. So I said he had the wrong number. Moment after I said this, he hung up. On the third call, he said, I can see your house now. Brother. I don't like that. The rent can't be that good. Immediately leave. Yeah, of course. Give somewhere else. Hey, I'm going to vacation for a while. See everyone. And again, hung up immediately. I kept waiting for another call in a minute, but after a few hours, I relaxed. I figured it really was a wrong number and they figured it out. I mean, given the last two weeks, I've ever reasoned be a little jumpy. I get about halfway through an episode of Gotham on the DVR before the phone rang again. I don't, I forget his name. Got playing commission recording. The city just completely didn't take me out. But now I'm just thinking about that plane on the TV. I don't say anything immediately. Nother to see. After a minute or so, he says, I'm right outside. I don't even go check the door. I just blast a hole through the door. Yeah, just start shooting. Mr. CB Queen. If you know what, I mean. As soon as he said that, I heard a noise at the front door. I don't know if I've ever been so scared before. I don't have any firearms. But I do have a machete. Oh, I don't want to shoot a guy, but I'll hack him to death. I'll dismember someone. Maybe I'm a machete. Just get the gun. Just get the gun. When people were like, well, I used it to cut weeds, motherfucker, there's our other options. People do that. I love a machete. Sure. Sure. It's funny. But it's also like so many people like, I just feel uncomfortable with a gun. So I think I'll bludgeon someone to death slowly over time. It's like, no, you sound like my cup of tea. Now, if you're doing it to be cool, that's completely different. I'm specifically talking about the kind of people who are like, yeah, guns are just so violent. So I'm going to stab a man. Well, I don't use guns because I much prefer and it's a much more effective method when I use my rock and sling. They're watching motherfuckers. I'm just breaking all the like stuff hanging on the wall. Get to my eye, knocking stuff off the walls. The dogs are freaking out. So I grabbed it and went to the front door. I opened it ready for the hateful face from the building site or worse, but my dad was there actually. He asked what the machete was for and I asked him what brought him out to my house so late. It's long enough drive and dad rarely visits anyway. He got pretty irritated about that. He opened his flip phone and showed me a text apparently from me. In the text, I asked him to come out immediately. It's an emergency. I told that I didn't send him that text. I didn't send him any text. I never lied to dad before. That carries weight. He believed me. To be honest, though, I was glad he was there just that moment. We had a drink together and then he said he was going to get back home. I asked him a few questions about Timmy before he left. He had much one to talk about it, but I'll add what he told me into the account of what I learned. After Florida disappeared, Dad and Matt were expressly forbidden to have anything to do with Timmy. For Dad, that suited him just fine. Dad nevertheless told his mom that Timmy couldn't have been responsible since he'd just seen him at Hyman's General Store. His mom said there had always been something wrong with that boy and she felt the floor hadn't gone to his home that day. She'd still be alive. While Dad and Matt hoped she was still alive, their mom never really believed she was. She said she saw a dove fly into the house the day after Florida disappeared. But when she chased after it, she couldn't find it anywhere. Dad said it was just grief and these kinds of supernatural beliefs were common then. I tend to agree. Timmy made no efforts to reach out to Dad or Matt either. He started keeping to himself after Florida disappeared. They sometimes see him by himself at Hyman's, by and lots of food, way more than one boy should require. They never talked. Once again, love that little sting, buying food way more, which makes you seem like buying food for maybe a person to close it. Yeah, well, what's the name? Timmy? No, the man, Mr. Something Froy. Oh, Chalfroy? Chalfroy. Yeah. Suspissions about Timmy and concerns about his missing parents' room. The police looked around Timmy's house a little since it's where Florida was last seen and found nothing. But now they were asked to search the house. They wouldn't say what was wrong or what they found in there. The rumor was Timmy's parents had been there, hadn't been there in a long time and that the police had come out of the house, paling up set. Small towns always have rumors, hard to say if they're true or false. Timmy was placed with some distant relatives in the larger town an hour away. They said he was strange and they didn't like him. He was always up and walking around at night. Sometimes he'd stop over the vents and the floor and just stare into them. After he'd been there for a bit, they started to hear him talking. talking to himself in the middle of the night. They'd come up to him and see what he was doing. There was no one else around. I started watching him. They noticed he only did this when he was standing over the air vents. They even found him crashing down over one once. The air vents thing, man, I've been enough like weird Midwestern or Southern homes to wear. I'm not picturing the tiny ones that have like the little grates in it that you see. Those are common. The air ducts that are come up like the giant, the giant like metal great ones you could pick up and actually like almost get into like that. I keep picturing that. I used to always freak me out at my grandma's house. I hated walking on them and I kept thinking like you always just think that there's something in there looking at you. Fuck me up. The girl third cousin of his said it's still creeped her out because she knows she heard someone answering him one time. Those vents could have been more than a foot and a half wide, she said. She heard a man's voice coming up with the air. She could have make out what was being said, but she heard laughter that made her run and hide under her covers. She said she thinks this part may have been a dream, but she always wore she saw a finger poking up from the vent too. She told her parents, but they said stop making up stories and he'd been through a lot. Her sister said sometimes to me would walk out to the woods and just stand there staring into them. The estimate did that, he said he was waiting to be taken. He went farther into the woods when she tried to talk to him more. One time, same girl said, she heard him talking into the air vents like usual. She was tired and it was upsetting her, so she went to get her parents and have him sit to bed. On her way, she noticed him he was still sound asleep in his room. Talking had to be coming up from the vent all on its own. They said, Timmy would sometimes still food from the house and take it out into the woods. When he was caught, he said he had a tree house, but they never saw it if it existed. They'd sometimes wake up and find him staring at them in the middle of the night, they had to start locking their doors. They'd wind their parents to send him away all the time, but they were careful not to do it when Timmy was around, because despite everything, they didn't want to be mean. One time, he asked him why they wanted him to send away and figure out how he'd heard. He was living with him for nearly six months when something happened that changed him. They didn't know what it was, but he stopped all of the weird behavior all at once. He wouldn't talk to anyone. He hardly ate, and one day, he just ran away. He's been a missing person ever since. His parents never turned up to look for him. There's no evidence either way, so the case went nowhere. What if what if it's fucking Timmy growing up? That's what I thought. I had that thought earlier, but now he's because that old guy was probably an older dude, so now Timmy is the one doing the same thing. Yeah. Or he's the one who's like sitting there looking back or they're are multiple. It's like a two-man job now. Puby Timmy is just like indoctrinated. You with this kind of makes you think of just a little bit too. It's not really the same, but I don't know why. It's going to be like 1999 vibes a little bit, isn't it? Yeah, like you have a weird predatory figure, Lord, you know, for children and stuff like that. Yeah. The parents are somewhat involved or whatever, but it's just this like, I don't know. I just keep getting like just like a little taste of that. Yeah. Yeah, I can see that. Not so much the like, you know, video. Yeah, different formats of the scares getting to him, but yeah. They also said years later when his house burned down, pictures of the fire appeared in the local newspaper. People talked about it for weeks because in the picture, smoke looked just like the devil. Horns and everything. They tried to find the newspaper in their closets, but neither of them could find it. I glued that part not because I believed in a horn devil that manifests itself in smoke patterns. I think it's interesting that his cousin thought he was so creepy that the devil would be in the smoke particles coming off of the burning house. That's what I know about Timmy. He hasn't been seen or heard from since from all I could find out. Same for his parents, where his home was just a lush field of roaded engines. One last thing, after dad left last night, I noticed my mailbox. It was up. I knew I close it earlier when I checked the mail, so I looked inside, found an envelope with the Polaroid photo inside an old one too. It was of me, mom and dad all at the park together. This park is actually the same place where dad grew up. The houses are mostly gone. Hyman's general store is still there as a museum. I had to be only four or five in the picture. I don't even remember mom going to the park with us. I wondered if dad found it and stuck it in my mailbox, but dad wouldn't bother to bring it to me if he had found it. He wouldn't see the value in it. I kept looking at it, wondering what it was doing there. It took me a surprising long time to see it. In the background, in the thick Johnson grass, there was a man crouched down and watching us. He was barely visible. I couldn't discern his face or any expression in his eyes. I just had a vague but real feeling meant to do us harm. I don't want to be too alarmist. I think this is a pretty good reason for a long time. I think this is a long time. Sound the fucking alarm. This is a long time. Can we? The strange things happening to me may all have innocent explanations and I'm just jumping. Yeah, man. Sure. How many people in their life know? I don't know. Two or three missing persons. Sound the alarms. Just like have you ever once done a plurid of yourself owned by someone that wasn't like your friend or your fan? Just start there. How many people have had a polaroid of you and your family delivered in the mailbox with a man stalking you in the background? Coincidentally, whenever you're recovering or bringing up horrors from your past. When you're trying to find who this guy was, pictures start showing up and you get what you call people been calling him every other day. I'm not saying you're out calling from texting from his number two. I don't want to be. I don't want to cry wolf here, but I don't want to get anyone rolled up or nothing, but I mean, think something fishy is what? Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. This guy's magging into his house. I want to get anyone upset, but I think a pedophile is trying to kill me. Yeah. You think the pedophile thinks he's looking at me in the fucking yard. Pedophiles like he's doing the bad thing really. It's the the lamps on. He can only see his reflection in the mirror. And he's just like this or in the window, whatever. He looks at the window. He's like, I'm supposed to hear a fine thing. I've ever said that in the fucking filming at the mouth. I don't want to. I don't want to imply something's going on here, but I think this is what he's morbidly obese. Not yet. Not this story. It's just me. It's me with a shave beard just like rubbing my egg shape. Like there's no chin to neck. It's all just egg. I'm just doing this. You're shaving with the machete. Tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink. And I still want to get to the bottom of things. My vestigations hit a bit of a dead end, but I'll keep you all posted into part four. All right. Part five. Maybe I like the top of the title. Kind of fashions. Part five. The dad's like, well, maybe I haven't been super transparent with you. Yeah. Oh, really? It's getting to the point where it's like that. I don't care what trauma you got. This is a do or die bill. Yeah. Yeah. Me. What you got? Yeah. Holy shit. We get it. You're a sad sap fucking alcohol. Like why don't you just fucking tell me what's going on? How about you tell what happens and you can drink about it all you want? Yeah. Yeah. Exactly. Drink yourself to death. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. This is chapter four to information. Again, I have to thank you all for the input. I realize I've been stupid and glib. Well, at least at least these quickly put together that this is a serious. All right. Maybe I have been a little stupid. I've always been passive and I don't like getting too excited about things. Thinking about it, maybe it all goes back to when I'd freak out over those flashing lights. My dad would tell me it was in my head, downplayed everything. So now I just kind of have to do the same. Still, it's a character flaw on his. I have to take responsibility. So I went ahead and called in a wellness check on my mom, and I went ahead and called the police about the photograph and strange text. I called Dad over, since I knew they'd want to see his phone. This is where things got perplexing. The police officer who responded seemed to know Dad pretty well. He was an older man about Dad's age, maybe a little older. I never met him before. Dad introduced him as Kirby and said they used to live a few houses from each other, back where they grew up. Kirby did most of what I expected from the police. I looked at the photograph, checked out the text, took my statement. He decided to hold on to the photograph just in case, but he said it wasn't likely there's anything the police could do about it. Once he was done with me, he gestured for my dad to come outside with him for a talk. I don't think he realized I saw. Dad told me to wait inside and he'd be back in a moment. There have just been so many secrets lately, so I listened in to the door. Thank God. Are you just saying I listened to the door, thank God you did or something? Yeah, I was saying thank God that he's like, yeah, I'm going to listen in. I'm not letting this one slip. Does he know anything about it? Kirby asked. Dad answered. I couldn't hear it. That's what this is isn't it? Sure looks like it. Again, no audible answer. What we did back then. He was saying, but Dad interrupted him to say, - She was a long time ago. This used just a dumb prank. Quit being stubborn stupid Francis. - Nobody ever called Dad by Francis. It was always Frank or Frankie. Calling him Francis was a good way to break your jaw. So it was calling him stupid, but that didn't say anything back. - What the hell else could this mean? Smartin' up! - We did the right thing anyhow. You know it. Says you, says me too, some might not agree. Watch yourself, Francis. - 100% those boys killed this guy. - As they should, as they should, as is their moral right? - Isaiah. Bear trap. - I think they fucking killed Timmy. - I think that something's gone out of Timmy and they dispose of him because he's the weird kid. - I don't know. - I think they killed the original pedophile, the original creep, and now the Mr. Roy. - Do you think the copycat is Timmy? - Yes. - I think Timmy had been groomed by this guy and the locals found it and this guy who's a cop and the guys were like, "We're just gonna get rid of him." - I'm just saying, the Paul Deino is actually Timmy. - That's what I'm saying. - That's what I'm saying is like, I bet you they kept the motherfucker and they're like, "What is going on to him?" - That's why I'm like, "Oh, we just ran away one day." - He did the right thing. 'Cause Timmy was a weird kid and everyone suspected him, but it's clear there was an influence that was dragging him out to the wall. - I think that the dad was like, "Fuckin', you need to tell me what the fuck's happening." 'Cause also especially after Flora went missing, I think he, I think he, I could believe that. But the fact that all the guys are in on them doing the right thing, I think maybe they talked to Timmy or they found Timmy being held by the pedophile or whatever. The dudes killed this guy and then Timmy, Lord knows where he went, but now Timmy's back doing the same thing. - I'm gonna say, because age-wise, I think that matches up too. 'Cause Timmy would be his dad's age and this pedophile would be like 80 at this point. So I think it's more likely that Timmy's just copped out. - Timmy would be the protagonist age. - No, Timmy's his dad's age. - Was that, oh, 'cause yeah, yeah, 'cause it's Flora. - Yeah, it's his story. - Yeah, Timmy's his dad's age. So I think that they killed the first one. - So the guy that we saw when our protagonist was younger was Timmy with the remote and shirt on it. - Yes. - That's what I think. - I mean, I can see that too. - Bye, still thing. - I, yeah, it might be both. I kind of feel like they might have killed the pedophile, but then it was this awkward thing where Timmy saw it or they were questioning him too and then it could be this. - I'm just saying, where they chain it up and they decide what to do with it. - The way they've been barking about that dad now I can Timmy. I'm like, I bet you that motherfucker did something that little boy. - If I murdered a man, if I killed a guy, I would not years later be like, I hate that kid. I did not like that kid. I just wouldn't talk about it. - Hey, I could see some a drunk so bad. - Maybe a drunk. - Maybe a drunk. - I never liked him. - Yeah. - The smarter thing to do, which again, the alcohol does give like a conclusion to that, but the smarter thing to do would to be like, oh, yeah, I remember that guy. - Yeah, yeah, if you're doing a fucking O.J. Simpson, this is how I would have done it, you know, kind of thing. - Yeah, exactly. - Sure, but. - But I think our original thing, I think it's really cool. I think they killed a child creep at some point. - I'm open to anything. - I just, my mind is open to each of these parts. I'm like, mm, yeah. Kirby got in his car and left right after that. Assuming he in the first question was me, I can say I don't know anything about what they were saying. I asked dad when he came back in, he didn't get mad. He said it was just something that happened a long time and go into mind my own business. I told him this had become my business. I reminded him what he told me about the pictures he found in that old house because he thought I was old enough to hear it now. He said. - I guess it was wrong. - That was that. Again, the only thing that justifies this level of secrecy is if his dad murdered someone and they're trying to not tell, 'cause if Kirby's in on it too, he's not only implicating himself by telling his son, he's implicating all the guys that would've been involved. - Yeah, I'm not in all that shit. - Yeah, so like, take it to the grave, kind of thing. I tried calling mom to see if she had any insight, but there was no answer. Not unusual though. Still glad I called that check on her. - My bitch is dead. - I worry. I called Uncle Matt next. To my surprise, he said he had something he wanted to show me and he'd be over later. And he did come, what he showed me really shook me up. And it made things make a little more sense. That's why it shook me. Uncle Matt's confession. Uncle Matt told me a lot more things happened when they were children than I'd ever hear about. Not that he wouldn't talk about them, but he doesn't think he even could. "Some of those things stuck with him," he said. And they bother him all the same. What he used to have fun doing started to make him feel sick. He thought about killing himself a few times, even took himself to the sanatorium for a day. I had no idea about any of this. Other than dad, he said. He didn't want anyone to know. He started seeing a therapist after this. Something dad would have made fun of. I don't know if that's true, but it's what Uncle Matt thought. Therapist insisted he'd try hypnosis sessions because he was just holding back too much. He agreed. What he brought with him was an old cassette tape to therapist let him keep one of those sessions. He put it in my CD cassette record player and listened. On the recording, Uncle Matt was talking about the day Florida disappeared. He said he remembered getting a call from someone asking him to come to Timmy's. He knew the person talking to him wasn't Timmy. The person sounded weird, frantic. He tried to tell the person no, but this man kept saying he really was Timmy and he was really lonely down here and he needed them to come listen to the music records with him, especially the new one. On the recording, Uncle Matt said that he figured Timmy had to be there, at least, and he wanted to hear the new record. So he got Flore and Dad, damn bother giving them any details about the phone call. On the way there, Dad left to go meet a girlfriend or something, so he and Flore went alone. When they got to the house, the front door was left open and they could hear the song Love Hurts playing from upstairs. They'd heard the song before so they knew it wasn't the new album. That was good because they wanted to listen to it for the first time altogether. When they got upstairs, Timmy wasn't there. He remembered the room, smelled like burning tires. It never smelled like that before. Uncle Matt took the needle off the record and he noticed Flore backed up in the corner and went burying. Uncle Matt looked where she was looking because she was looking right at something. He hadn't seen it at all, but there was a man laying down under the bed. His face poked out of the dark just enough for them to see his blank stare and huge smile. Smile just didn't look right. There was no happiness at all. You started coming out from under the bed. The man was looking straight up Flore and shouted, "I don't see you in the dark anymore." Uncle Matt stood between Flore and the man because he was scared of for Flora. The burning smell was stronger, the closer the man got. He thought he'd seen the man before a few years ago. The man put love hurts back on and laughed. The laugh sounded fake, like an animal imitating a human. He danced around them, laughing sometimes and then screaming like he was in pain. He kept putting the needle to the beginning of the track and dancing. One time when the man went to move the needle back to the beginning of love hurts, Uncle Matt told Flore to get out. She ran, but the man put his hand on Matt's shoulder. "I like you when you sleep." He yelled Matt around the neck and they danced backwards around the room, over and over. Sometimes he made sounds like a wounded creature. No wonder Matt can't remember anything. This is the most traumatizing experience a child could have. This is like bottled up and tried to bury it deep. We all went over there together and listened with Timmy, yeah. After a while, he let go and crawled back under the bed. He was lying on his back. Looking up at the mattress. Uncle Matt figured he could leave. He was scared to try because he thought the man might stop him. But he started out the room to the stairs anyway. He looked back just in case the man wasn't under the bed anymore. He'd already gotten up. It was just a few feet behind Uncle Matt. Oh my God, oh God. He froze when Uncle Matt looked at him and didn't move a muscle. Uncle Matt backed the rest of the way down the stairs and out of the house. The man never moved. If I just lived in my gut, we would have never gone there. If I kept you or with me. If I kept floor with me, she might have been okay. If I'd been smarter and gone with her right away, she'd be okay. All the time I know it's my fault and she's gone and she ain't coming back. That's where the tape ended. Uncle Matt listened to the whole tape with me with his head down. He told me he really doesn't remember it happening that way at all. Said he was sure he told me the truth, but he wanted me to hear this. I think Uncle Matt was so traumatized by what happened. He isn't able to remember it. I don't blame him. It's on the tape matches up with the story my dad told me. So it's probably right. Uncle Matt didn't know who that guy was or what happened to him. But if he was with Matt and Timmy was with dad, that guy couldn't have been involved in what happened to Florida anymore. than Timmy was, or at least, it's not very probable. That's Confessions. Another bit of information just fell into my lap, it's funny the way things all happen at once. Like, I'll have never heard an old song, suddenly you'll hear it three times in a day. Mom called later that same night, she wanted to know what I called for. I told her about what I'd overheard Dad and Kirby saying. She said she never wanted to believe it, but it must be true. I told her she had to tell me, she agreed. And she told me, isn't what I expected at all. She said a long time ago, a sad lonely man was placed in the sanatorium when they found him living in the walls of the hospital. Yeah, no family, no friends. Why don't your mom just sit you like, I mean, be on the phone and actually be like, what the fuck are you talking about? How have you never told me about this? Yes, anyways, there's a guy at the sanatorium who lived in the walls. I'd be like, is this a riddle? Is this a poem? There was a guy in the living in the walls. My mom will randomly drop the most crazy lore on me about my dad too. We've talked about some of my dads. My mom will just out of nowhere. I remember one, this was years back. By remember one time we were talking about a train, like we were just talking about like a train that on a railroad track going through a town. It goes, you know, when I was a little girl, there's this guy we were all afraid of called the train man. And when we were kids, anytime the train would stop and it was near night, there'd be this man in the woods and he would walk around and he was probably a hobo or something to move with the trains. So my parents told us that he was a bad man and we shouldn't be out there. But anytime we didn't hear from our friends for a while, we would always joke that the train man got him. It was a little more innocent and more full-tailed, if it was a little more innocent and full-tailed, then your mom also just being like, yeah, so other stuff going on. I should probably tell you about having one with the guy who was living in the walls of the same auditorium. Well, if this goes somewhere where it directly connects, yes. But I can also see. It's going to connect. Oh, well, it will connect. I'm saying if the mom knows it connects, right? Like maybe she hears all these details now and she's like, I bet that does well. That guy showed up to your birthday party once, but we didn't think much of it. Yeah. If that happens, then yes. Then yes. But if it's just like there was this local legend, you know, that I think it was real, could be different. You know, it's crazy. Someone on the other day told me that when they used to work at a use bookstore, they found out one of their co-workers living in the walls of the youth. Wow. They said they kind of knew something was going on because they'd come in and things would kind of like things that shouldn't have been in the bookstore were kind of left out and got it around. And then also like things would be out of play. So they couldn't find the laptop and a couple of days they opened the laptop and there was just born on it, just a work laptop. And then they finally found the guy in the walls naked. Oh, my gosh. And yeah, he was like watching porn on the work laptop and he had like, oh, yeah, because they would come in. They found like empty cans and stuff and like alcohol. So like, okay, something someone is in here and then they finally found him. Oh, my God. Did he work at the bookstore too or he just lived there or they called it there for him as an ex co-worker. So I think so. Oh, so he got fired and he's just like, I'm just going to stay in the walls. Oh, maybe, I don't know if he got fired. I think the implication is he would like clock. He was working there, but also lived in the walls. Okay. Yeah, living in the walls and once he got caught, obviously got fired. Yeah. My gosh. He said he was a nice guy, otherwise he was just, I'm sure he was like to hang out to your age. Just like to drink fucking the hands of the walls and beat his god, watching the porn happens. That's terrifying. I covered, uh, not long ago, a, I forget his name, but a killer who lived in the walls of this family for like years. Like, he would go to his house, but then at night, he would come over to theirs and like sneak into the walls and he got so bold to one point like the family. He was like a teenage girl and like a couple younger brothers or something. Their mom had died and the daughter had got a Ouija board. I was trying to talk to her mom and the killer would knock on the walls like he was the ghost of their mom responding. Yeah. That's so. Yeah. Oh, it should, man. It happens, man. It's fucking creepy. There's that really infamous fucking story of like the dad who was like impregnating his daughter and like kept her in like a hidden 27 years, 27 years in the, like a, behind a wall in a basement and like a whole other room that was built unfuck and believable. How fucking sick and sadistic people can be just monster. Literal primitive brain. Well, I didn't even know how the fuck you, it's insane animals. Delicious. Yeah, it's. There was that thing too. I forgot to bring it up when we're at Cecees, but there was like that Kansas Cecees thing where like a manager was basically like sex slaving a coat like a younger girl coworker because she like they set something up where like at the Cecees. Well, they worked together, not at his, at his house, but they were employees. Why does Megan be better? But I don't want it so I really said that was like, oh, not my Cecees. MacRin, she's pizza. It shouldn't be funny. And she was like living with them because he probably swooped in. She was young and he was like, aren't you good? And live with me. Oh, it was definitely taking advantage of a helpless person. Yeah, she was like, he was just like using her and like keeping her there. But then he got found out because she eventually killed him. Oh, okay. That's awesome. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Oh, she escaped and they're like, oh my God. The fucking slices through with a pizza cutter. Yeah, she like, I think she like, what a boss. That's so cool. Yeah. That's so cool. Yeah. I feel like the little thing you used to take to pick up the brownie is she drove that right through his butt. Yes. Or just throat. Oh, just horrifying to think that that was happening and he would just put on his Cecees. I can't. I mean, I cannot imagine how much is happening right now and no one knows what to do. Think about what John Wayne Gacy, like he would kill boys and put them under the floorboard and there was one time where someone was in a car wreck. I think near his house and he like put a blanket on the brother of him inside made them food and like the police came and visited and we're like, oh, we really appreciate you taking care of Bob Lonn leave all the whole time. There's just bodies under the floor. Yeah. Yeah. But you've been saying about that specifically. Well, he just had a song about John Wayne Gacy. Oh, I think I said the Cecees thing. I was like, God damn, dude, making songs immediately. Fuck. Someone gets the rights to that. She said a long time ago, sad lonely man was placed in the sanatorium when they found him living in the walls of the hospital. Yeah, no family and no friends. After they determined he was harmless, they released him. He wandered through the woods for days. He wandered so far back, got lost, it was thirsty and hungry. Then he found a house, thought it was strange for a house to be in the middle of the woods, but he needed food and water. Old man came to the door and let him in. He had no idea how long he was in there. Some of the bad happened in that house, so he ran and ran away from the house as fast as he could. He ran until he came to a little one-store town, Dad's hometown. Some of the children in the town would talk to him and bring him sandwiches because he made them think he was a good ghost. One lonely boy in particular gave him a place to stay. Timmy showed him music, got him all the food he wanted. He taught Timmy all the tricks he'd learned in his life, hiding and listening and crawling. The things he'd learned from the house in the woods got so used to the boy. He'd get mad if Timmy left the home or did anything to spend time with him. He tried to hide himself as much as possible, but when Florida disappeared, people noticed him. They figured out he'd been staying with Timmy, and they figured he did something to Florida. My dad remembered what Florida said about seeing a man in the woods and he remembered the voice in the bathroom sink, rolled up everyone against the man, so he hid even more. He had well enough everyone thought he was just gone. When he thought they'd forgotten about it, he figured he could go back to normal, but they had him forgotten. Dad saw him. He got some people in town together. They chased him all the way to Dad's house. Dad followed him under the house. When he thought he'd cornered him, he followed him up through a hole in the floor to come right under Dad's bed. Dad saw there were trinkets and bedding under there, like the man had been sleeping right under him all along. Dad was so mad he dragged the man out. They beat him up. When they were done beating him, they burned him up. When they were done burning him, they buried him. Never talked about it since. They agreed they just did what they had to do, what they did was murder. That's awesome. That's so cool. You been in my house, dude. That's sick, and that explains, again, why his dad doesn't want to bring it up because in his dad's mind, it's like, yeah, that guy's dead. He's not coming back around, you know. It's Timmy, though. Yeah. No, no. The new one's Timmy. The new one's Timmy. Yeah. That's how mom told it. Such a weird story. I heard a talk like that. I asked where she even heard the story. She just said it was another one of those things dad would say when he'd been in the gym. She said that one took a lot of gym, bothered him more than anything else. I didn't know whether to believe it or not. I changed the subject. I told her I called a wellness check on her because I was worried. Tell me I shouldn't have done that. Why? so that I was wasting plenty of time. least time. She wasn't even at her home, she was on a business trip. Uh-huh. I guess this whole thing made me boulder. The next day I confronted dad about what mom told me, asked him if it was true. He just asked, "Where did you hear that?" I told him mom said, "I'll never forget this for the rest of my life. He placed his hands on my shoulders like he's only done once before when he gave me the life advice I need after graduating high school." And he said, "Son, I never told your mother that, and she's not from our town." I fucking, I said that he was imitating the mom. Yeah. Yep. 100%. So, Timmy? Yeah. It's nice down here. You should come down here. He's got like a voice thing, or some like faux coders. Or even just over a phone. You could be like, "Oh, yeah, hi." Yeah. Oh, you don't need your wasted police time. Please let the baby monitor noise. Also, yeah, don't call the police because you're wasting their time. You shouldn't have done that. Yeah. The fucking mom's bloodied in the fucking back room. Timmy's sitting there, counting the fucking popcorn, you know, the popcorn ceilings he's counting on the dots. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Yeah. Yeah. The way he said it, like he knew something was horribly wrong, scared the life out of me. This mystery is upsetting my life and family in the worst way because it's in my ideas. Brushed it off his mom being a major B. I think there was something more. I still don't know if the story was sure or false. It won't give me a straight answer, and it won't deny it either. Lastly, I did get a response on the wellness check. They were led into mom's house by house sitter. The sitter said she's been in the home for a week and there's nothing to worry about. The officer called mom and she backed up everything the sitter said. Looks like mom's story checks out. The officer who called me said he was running his trace on her cell phone anyway because something wasn't sitting right. I'm not sure where to go with this investigation next. I'm a little scared to keep going to be honest, even if I knew what to do next. I find out anything more as always, I'll share. I have part six. I'm beginning to hate the dad. This whole thing about like I shouldn't. I'm not even going to confirm it. It's becoming to the point where you're like, fuck you, dude. The only thing that gives me a grace to me is if it's a murder, he's trying to keep others not implicated in. However, if that is true, that he never told his wife that and someone pretending to be his wife told his son that. Well, even the dad's responsible like, oh, your mom's just being a major bitch. Well, maybe, maybe what it, maybe what's it's being implied there's that like since the divorce or whatever his mom heard that story. And it's like, that's just like a rumors spread right now. Yeah. So he's still anything though. Just say that though. Just say that. And it's still under the purview of like, yeah, I killed that guy. So he's not causing problems anymore, but at the same time, I think it's problems are still happening. You still saw the photographs in the house, right? Maybe he could assume that was the house of the guy he killed. And it's been there for years or something. But yeah, say something. Part six, part six. It's been a rough week. I've been able to reply to comments. I understand why after reading. But I still need to write this. Get it out. I don't think you know what to support you all have been. After my last update, I did something I haven't done since mom left. I broke down. I called mom up and told her everything that's been going on and how it's been affecting me. I told her I couldn't take it anymore. I have a regular life. I should be leading. I have a job and friends, but I'm trapped in this maze of lies and secret. She said she would book a flight immediately. Then we get with my dad and talk things over the three of us. I told her she didn't have to do that. I know she's busy, but she and dad still hate each other. She told me she still loves dad and always has. There's had too many differences. You couldn't accept her for who she was, but she always thought it was their destiny to be together. Her happiness in life was the hope that we'd all be a family like we should be. I don't know if she was just saying this to make me feel better. It did make me feel better. It also felt weird hearing mom talk like this. She was never the most emotional person. I thought that's why she was a good fit for dad because she had to be thick skin to be around him. She said she'd seen me soon to put an end to this and said, "I hope your dad makes this the right choice." I wonder what she was referring to, but she was gone before I could ask. Call up dad right away and let him know because her flight couldn't take longer than four to five hours. She'd be arriving in time for dinner. As I expected, this wasn't welcome news to him, but not for the reasons I expected. Turns out he's been getting re-acquainted with Betty Coffin. I said that seems like a strange coincidence. Not at all. Telling the story reminded him of her. Curbs, son. This is how he described her. Are you back in on the dad a little bit? No, no. She'd sent him a message while back telling him she got back in town. He just spent too busy to ride her back and then he forgot. So happened, they made dinner plans that evening. He'd be going to her place. Dad hadn't really bothered much with relationships after he and mom divorced. He tried. Every so often, he'd meet a woman he really liked and seemed to like him, well enough to introduce her to me. Something would always happen that scared them away. He used to joke that he was cursed. I think he probably internalized that. It's pretty much never his fault though. Yeah, he starts like dating someone and he gets drunk and he's like, we burned him. I want to drink gin. Go look at the boy. Chained up my basement downstairs. Curbs. These ladies. What do they want? Ladies. Sonia. Q. Stim of calling her in the middle of the night and telling her weird things. I've heard the fight. I remember one of the things was you'd be so much better with her bones. And he kept calling her jellyfish. And no dad wouldn't do that. You would never think of something so surreal in a million years, but she believed it was him. So I assume this is Timmy over the years pretending to be people. Whoever the sabotaging relationship. What I don't understand though is how is he getting their phone and how is he getting? Because like the people calling it would be like, oh yeah, random number called me. It's coming from the dad. Well, they mentioned the party lines and it's the same old town. So maybe like his dad's still using a landline or something. His dad's lost a flip phone. I don't know how the son then because the son has access to the internet obviously. So I don't know how he got his number, but the others I would imagine like he's jacked into people's phones and stuff. Andrea said she started to notice things in her house would move while she was asleep. And it only started when she started seeing dad or CD collection in particular. She also said one night she woke up because she heard dad get up and go to the kitchen. She looked out into the kitchen and saw I'm staring into the fridge. She started drifting back to sleep again when she heard more noise. The fridge door was still open, but she couldn't see him anymore. This got her mad. So she shouted for him to keep it down and close the fridge door. That's when dad said, what the hell's going on? He was still lying in bed right beside her. She wouldn't have anything to do with him after that. I'd see him, you know what, on that one, little cruel to break up with a guy because you have a home intruder. Yeah. Someone's in the house and it scared me. I'm divorcing you. Oh man. Parker was my favorite of all dad's girlfriends. She was a tomboy time. She left camping and she traveled a lot. So I'd hear all about different countries from her. She also talked about strange things happening while with dad, like hearing him talk to her when he wasn't in the house. But she didn't let it get to her. They weren't together for a while. One night she had an accident while driving out into a remote stretch that leads to a dinky copper mining town nearby. She died a day later in the hospital from complications. It didn't seem important at the time, but now I remember dad wondering why she'd been driving out that way anyway. And her sister yelling at dad that he told Parker to meet him out there. There were other incidents I probably don't know about all of them. But this one, back when I got dad set up on ICQ in like 2000 or so, he started talking to this chick. He said she had him up. He was a two finger typer. So I imagine it took a while to bang out messages. After he got interested enough to ask for pictures, she sent him a zip file full of them. All pictures of himself with a black silhouette. M.S. painted into the shot. I trace the account as best I could and it got me to an address. The general store out in the National Park. You just want to drop it and we did. I just don't just let it go, buddy. This guy's sending pictures of myself with a shadow man beside me. Brods, am I right? Curves. Curves, son. I feel like with that one line curve, son, I understand him even more. Anyway, so much bad luck and love, I guess I was happy for him. I shouldn't be alone forever. It was just awful timing. I wondered if he was even putting her in danger by dating her. But I couldn't tell him that. I told him I'd deal with mom and he could have his date. While I waited around for mom to call and let me know she'd arrived, I decided to search my house for holes, bedding, and such. I don't think that's paranoia at this point, but there were no holes under the bed. No nest in the closet. The plumbing seemed secure, the vents blew air smoothly. Then I noticed the fridge didn't look stray. I actually thought I was being ridiculous so I tried to distract myself and End up pulling it out anyway. I never believed anything would be there, but there it was a Little hole Size enough for a little boy to squeeze into a little hole. That's a fucking big hole. That's a big hole If a little boy get a little hole, it's like look at that little hole an eight-year-old could probably squeeze in there So what it's like a three-foot by like four-foot wide hole or something. It's like a home depopry. Yeah, I've got a flashlight in my machete Blunge in and got a death in the Check it. There's a sling in a rocket. You're just standing back down the hall You can hear like bouncing down the grades got a flashlight in my machete. I was so sure someone's hand would grab me at the moment I put my head in And what was in there though? The space was only wide enough for a very slim man to stand for you stiff And I didn't see any holes in the wall where he could look into the next room my bedroom It would have just been standing there staring into the darkness behind my fridge What would be the point? I kept wondering then I saw the doll It was it was made of twigs and had my face on it I Don't want to talk about a buddy Dad, I'm hanging on the living room tonight, and I have my slaying in my rock I that's like gunpoint at your dad. It's like you better start talking I thought you talk or every time you don't answer my question. I'm cutting off a tail I'm throwing these rocks at you. Yeah, you're getting a Calculate rock to the talk dad Just looking made me feel uncomfortable really. I refuse to touch it Call me superstitious, but it felt unnatural. Yeah Does it I think he means supernatural. We can all agree. This is unnatural. I think it only says unnatural I'd only made that discovery when I saw another doll behind it bigger and seeming to watch the smaller doll It's face was a picture of someone who just looked evil. I don't know what evil should really look like I just know this face made me feel like evil was there I've learned my lesson. I immediately called the police and requested detective Kirby They got on the line before I had a chance to speak. He asked me if I was okay and if I was alone Answered yes to both questions It's far as I know. I wanted to know why he said he'd been about to call me He said they just got word from the police department of my mom's town. Uh-oh He hesitated. I figured they found someone broken to her house or a creepy letter But what he had to say was a lot worse than that They found what they believed to be her body deep in a wooded area It was so remote. It was pure chance a camper founder I assured him that whoever they found was not my mother. I just spoken to her. She was on her way The line went silent I insisted that I be allowed to make an identification so they can drop this nonsense Kirby said the body was passed identifying She'd been dead for over a year Dental records confirmed it was her the only identifiable thing It was her Ramones t-shirt Hung up on him I You just pulled a fridge off the wall and there is a statue of you with the devil Effectively of twigs and then you call the police and you're like yeah, your mom's been dead a year I was just talking to no she's super dead. You were not talking to your mom What is your first course of action besides killing yourself? I Might have lost her words. I don't know. I don't even know what I think I'm calling the national guard I'm getting Batman and I think I think I think I bail I think I bail I think I go to my dad's immediately the dad the dad said someone's in the house the dad has something to do with it in my opinion And the mom's dad. I don't the dad is gotta be compliant in some way Is what I think Let's see what he does I Hung up on him. I know I day out of process this information If someone tells you the sky's brown and salt is sweet, do you accept it immediately? What the fuck are you talking? I get what he's saying. You just talked to your mom I got for a year you'd be like I'm emotional. I'm emotional Harry get me a pink rebel Did you give I fired up I need to calm my heart down. Give me some caffeine Yeah, he hangs up the phone and he's like I'm dead That's tough mommy mommy day with a tit sagging in the forest he's doing the mom thing like Er the log thing help me. Oh, yeah Someone please help me. Yeah I've been speaking to my mom every two weeks for the last several years and never noticed a change in her behavior Personality until the last few days if she was dead. Who was I speaking to all this time it had been to her I know my own mother's voice her manorisms. She knew everything my mom should know So I started wonder about this detective Kirby character. Maybe he wasn't on the level Mm, he seemed to have a strange hold over my dad calling in Francis like that So I called the police department in mom's town when I identified myself. I was immediately transferred to a detective He told me the trace on the phone had come back all calls from that phone were coming from my own town Moreover phone is even registered to a local address I felt an emptiness inside. I still feel it. It's only gotten worse I didn't even have to ask about detective Kirby anymore. I asked anyway, and it was confirmed, but I already knew Can it have been my mother? I've been talking to she was dead. I Need to let dad know right away. I tried calling him. It was straight to voicemail It's got funny though. Him sitting there. It's like hey mom. How's your Sunday going? Editor put up like loud crackling sounds like you'd hear on a phone. You know, oh It's almost like a like a cassette recording of some Just you know hanging out. I don't know work's been a little tough lately Twisting his nipples really hard in the line What hurts mommy You know you're here Mommy's like is that lobster crab right there ashtag chip clips. I keep putting them on my my nipples All right cool walk all you all call you again soon, mom My god I hope this man he was already with Betty and was safe I decided to look up Betty coffin so I could call her and reach him that way I found her number with an online phone look up as a landline called it just in case Maybe someone in her household knew her cell number Young sounding woman answered the phone. She sounded a little over excited to get a call like she'd been waiting Introduce myself and explain that I really needed to get through to Betty, and it was an emergency. Is this some kind of joke? Almost lost my temper, but she explained first. My mother's been missing for a week, sir Mm-hmm. I call detective Kirby back. He's like, hey, who one minute? Who have he heard from so far? Do what who have he heard from so far It's Francis Well, I think the implication is he's about to go on a date with Betty, and he's actually getting lowered out by Timmy Okay, I call detective Kirby back. Nims is used to keep the chips fresh. I told him he'd had It's a layer of the cable guy bit. I just want to push out. Hey, shut up Larry I told him he had to get to dad's right away because he was in trouble. And this is synced as manner as possible I told him what I knew. I was hyperventilating. I don't know how he understood half of it. So glad he listened to believe me though I couldn't stand just waiting at home kind of my car and rushed to dad's lights were on when I arrived a good sign I thought the front door was unlocked and I walked in I heard music. Uh-oh I've recognized the song actually who's Bobby Darren's dream lover I never heard dad listen to anything but country, but maybe he was trying to impress the girl Maybe she came to his place instead I called out for him, but he didn't answer Dad's always had such amazing hearing even in his age. He could hear way better than me. He was a great dad He's I understand why he's writing this because he's about to find his dad dead So he's being reminiscent like he was a great dad Yeah, I love the compliment of like but my dad's hearing is so good. Yeah, but it really my dad's hearing is a lot better than your dad's My dad's hearing so good. I wish he was alive What's up champ? How'd you hear that? Good old. How'd you hear that here dad? That's what I always say I haven't always made him sound great He's my hero, you know I knew something was wrong when he didn't answer Searched everywhere downstairs. He's my hero. It's just starting to cut you off I guess as he's my he's my hero, you know the dad has kept him like in danger at a 10-foot pole distance the entire time again he's like trying to give his dad a hug and the dad has a little 10-foot pole he's like like this he's like I love you daddy daddy I love you get back his dad is dead and he's been nostalgic oh dream we know I knew something was wrong when he didn't answer I searched everywhere downstairs the damn song kept playing on a loop wasn't even coming from dad stereo went upstairs next song started over just as I got to the top and I got to dad's bedroom the song where the music was coming from a record player was on his bed I stared at it not really comprehending why I was so afraid to co-near it I wasn't thinking straight took me too long to realize it the song couldn't be on loop someone had to be hand-luke in it I backed into a corner involuntarily I felt control of my bladder near slipping I even screamed when I heard something downstairs but I heard them say police and I was cried with relief the whole time he was watching me all I saw was an eye at first looking at me through a hole in dad's box spring I started to panic again the officers what was detective Kirby drew their guns I pointed at the box spring as a hand reached out and set the needle back to the beginning of the song they demanded the man get out started to make awful sounds never heard anything like it in human screams and one intelligible thing in all the screams cold chills swept over me like only once before they finally dug him out it was the man I'd seen at the building site yeah the weirdo the shouted at me the same one that gave me chills before he was wearing a dress and a wig with some smeared makeup and a bloody nose but it was the same man I could barely stand to look at the creature he wouldn't stop staring at me as where dad was and he said in my mother's voice giving burst to you was the happiest day of my life I felt nauseous then in a perfectly normal voice in the most reasonable and yet most sinister tone I'll ever hear he said he made me so so lonely but you don't know and I'll never say another word as long as I live he made me so so lonely yeah because he killed his the original creep this is Timmy and his he wanted revenge because his father killed the man who was his friend and all this has been revenge for that it took him away so fast felt like a dream detective Kirby took me with him I was left to go home and rest so the came when I passed out while I slept they found dad the address my mom's cell phone was registered to was the same house where dad found the photos Betty called him out there he'd been stabbed in the neck multiple times it's the toughest guy ever so he was still alive when police found him it was too much he didn't make it that's really all I can say now this was almost impossible to write I think I'm gonna still be in shock to have written it all there's a little more I need to say it's gonna have to wait a few days end of part six hundred percent Timmy oh yeah of course one million percent this is all been it so we were right there were two the whole time right but Timmy was the first victim got this kind of Stockholm syndrome obsession so the mom so the mom saying that was Timmy recounting how they basically took the original creep out burned them did did whatever and he's had to live with that and now the dad's just like probably been live with this guilt of like burning someone alive and stuff and Timmy's been in this like level of psychosis Stockholm syndrome a much a child who was traumatized probably worse than anyone else and if he did run away just mimicked the person if he did run away he probably ran away to where the the creep lived or this they're like you know out in the woods or maybe to the house doesn't was he still takes pictures he puts them in the window sill and stuff like that he kills everyone related to this guy he ruins every relationship this man has had going as far as to kill his ex-wife to further torment his son and all his future lovers yeah yeah just tried to ruin his life and eventually killed him I got to get in last part last part I got to get into part seven loose ends I really wanted to just drop this crawl up in a ball and forget everything but I have to put all the pieces together what I have of them anyway I went to my mom dad myself all of you for standing with me during this nightmare after arresting that thing in my dad's house police comb the old house my house my dad's the found material that's helped to shed some light on the events I described in the previous updates scraps of paper journal of sorts photographs combined with additional information from others grew up with dad what I want to do here is not give you each little piece of information followed enough mystery I want to give you the whole story by the whole story I mean how I think it all fits together may not be a hundred percent correct but I want to be sharing it if I didn't think it was pretty close so let's start at the beginning this is this is fun having all these pieces and stuff and now it's like the old the mass revealed kind of thing maybe careful with the whole well it doesn't go with the level of detail I think I'm afraid that it's going to be a psycho ending where it's like but by the way that's why this thing happened or whatever it's like over it's over exposition to the point where it's like I sure but I'm okay with like a narrative layout sure like from him it just depends on how it's done but potentially so let's start at the beginning schizophrenia was released from the sanatorium really an asylum you wondered the woods until he had some kind of episode back there came out in the little town of grand grieve chaude frory since I have no other name for him went around convincing children to bring him food like the peanut butter and sugar sandwiches when he met Timmy he even got a place to stay chaude and Timmy sculpted around together got sandwiches Timmy was interested in other things in particular the family lived a few houses down there were the only kids around that would hang out with him he particularly liked dad dad was handsome tall and athletic so he got chaude to ask flora for more than just sandwiches he wanted to see dad and Matt sleeping interesting that's an interesting twist that Timmy was the one who like pushed the creeper thing and stuff to be near them because he had an obsession with the dad you know so he was in love with that he was in love with the dad yeah yeah when Timmy's parents found he'd allowed a hobo to squat in their home though they got mad and ever beat Timmy they just yelled at him then they tried to kick chaude out so chaude and Timmy killed his parents police first found the blood stains in the house and then the bodies beneath it with his parents camera Timmy started snapping photos of dad Matt and flora while they slept flora noticed the light she was just a light sleeper apparently this didn't stop Timmy kept taking pictures for over a year finally one night flora caught him she told him she tell her mom and that he was going to be in big trouble the next day chaude called him over to listen to records i guess that Timmy's request but who knows when Timmy was coming back from buying food he saw flora walking away from the house he didn't want her to tell on him for taking the pictures so he grabbed her and dragged her into the woods he didn't kill her right away and all the photos they found hidden in that house there's one faded photo of a teen girl it was flora I'm sure of it the photo she was in some sort of cabin she wasn't tied up but she looks so so unhappy the whole cabin seemed tinged with unhappiness it was an awful looking place she was 12 when she disappeared so she was kept somewhere after a kid napping somewhere no one ever thought to look for only Timmy and chaude knew where she was probably where chaude hid while police looked for him after Timmy thought it was safe for chaude to come out my dad was first in finding him i was involved in the man's murder how much was confirmed by detective Kirby Timmy was already as his cousins home by this time he'd been taken as soon as his parents were found so wherever flora was being kept she was left alone once chaude died well he was at his cousins i think Timmy had a psychotic break well it sounds like Timmy had a psychotic break before if he's like you should go i want pictures of him sleeping stuff it's an interesting dynamic that chaude was seems to be just a mentally ill man who was like oh can you bring me sandwiches and stuff but then he meets Timmy who's like an actual psychopath uh what's like chaude wanted the photos of no it says that Timmy wanted to just get pictures of them sleeping why why would he take pictures of flora sleeping though if he want if he was interested in dad and mat all right wrong about that it says uh he got chaude to ask flora for more than just sandwiches uh yeah he got chaude to ask yeah chaude Timmy wanted pictures of his dad sleeping yeah why is she taking pictures of flora - There were pictures of Laura, right? It wasn't that good at all. - Yes, Chad. Chad, it's typical. - Oh, so she, so he was asking a camera member. - No, there should be photos of Laura. - With his parents' camera, Timmy started snapping photos of dad, Matt, and Flora while they slept. - Okay. - So Timmy was taking pictures of all three of them. Yeah. - And Flora saw that it was Timmy. It was like, I'm gonna tell mom. So Timmy's like, I've got a kidnapper. I've got a killer, and that's what that happened. So Chad really wasn't like an evil man. He was just a mentally old dude who, it seems under the influence of Timmy, did evil things. - He can throw it up however you want. - I mean, yeah. He still participated in the murder of Timmy's parents. It was like, - Okay, I'll go. - It's a range man that's also with like a 13 year old boy, I mean, whatever. - Yeah, well, it seems a 13 year old was the one that's like, I want pictures of them sleeping. - I mean, I think that he probably was guided into doing malicious things, but I think it's just a couple of bad eggs in my life. - Yeah, yeah. - IMO. - Yeah. They were perfect for each other. Chad really was his whole world. He drawed Timmy into his delusions. He talked to what he thought was Chad in the vents and in the woods, but I don't think anyone was there. A finger's poked out of the vent because if it wasn't all in Timmy's head, then who was that? After some time with his cousins who didn't even like him, he ran away. Probably had money stashed somewhere, maybe just became a beggar. My dad, on the other hand, grew up and moved on. Met a beautiful gymnast and married her. That's where I come in. We were a reasonably happy family from what I understand, till something happened that made mom and dad resent each other. They divorced. Dad fought like hell for custody. And mom went back west where she originally came from. Not long after mom was out of the picture, I started seeing the flashing lights. When I told dad and uncle Matt, terrified them. The possibility that I could end up disappearing like floor is just about the only thing that could terrify my dad. What I never knew is that after I told them about the lights, they went out to the park together while I stayed with uncle Matt's wife. It's been all day looking for the place. They buried Chad, but they found it. And they dug him up to make sure he was really dead. That tracks. It's like, hey, let's confirm that guy's dead, right? We both remember that, right? That's why dad was so insistent that the lights were just in my head or passing cars. Because the guy they believed was behind floor's abduction was dead and buried. And they had to believe it was him behind it, because if they didn't, they'd murder an innocent man. Since this man probably murdered Timmy's parents, he wasn't that innocent, but I didn't know that. Years later, when dad found the picture of me in that house, he knew he'd been wrong. Whoever it was, he figured, was the same person taking pictures of Flora. They murdered the wrong person and I was in danger. We went out looking for anyone suspicious, roughed up a few guys, but nothing came of it. What I think happened is that Timmy was still obsessed with dad. He did something to sabotage mom and dad's relationship. Then when mom was out of the picture, he inserted himself into the family and the only way he knew how. By sneaking pictures of me while I slept. I believe Timmy must have had our phones and homes bugged. He'd adapted to being a shadow in our lives. Maybe he imagined he was something more. After a while, this wasn't enough to satisfy him. He murdered my mother and pretended to be her for a year. I think this gave him what he really wanted to be dad's wife, my mother. His obsession with my dad wasn't just admiration. He was in love with him. He resented my mom, hated her even for taking what he believed was his. He wasn't taking my picture because he wanted to scare me or abduct me. He thought he was being motherly. He drew pictures of himself nursing me. And dad's smiling behind. It's so freaking. And whenever dad found a new girl he was interested in, Timmy had to take her out of the picture like a jealous wife. He believed his illusion sometimes. When I let him and mom know that I was investigating these events, I think it made him feel more important in our lives. I think it also threatened him. Becoming aware of him was ruining his illusion that he wasn't really my mom. That's when he started acting out. When he talked to me as mom, telling me dad had to make a choice. I think he expected dad to see him as mom and fall in love. Betty coffins' body was found. He killed her just to seduce my dad and meeting him. The choice was between Betty or mom because dad chose Betty, he killed him. He ran back to dad's house and into the box spring, where he'd been living for a few weeks. The music, makeup, and dress was all supposed to be for dad's reunion with mom, if he chosen her. I wish I had encouraged dad to go on that date, if I hadn't, he might still be alive. Whole things were stupid. Sanity of session and loneliness all unprovoked by us. I hate him and I want him to rot, but then I don't even know why. He really was just crazy. Kicker, I wrote all of this feeling real sure of myself last night. It's therapeutic at least. I needed to put it all into some sort of order. This morning I got news that shakes it all up. I remember that just sketch, right? Like that. Well, everything I said is, in a way, still true, there's one very important part that's wrong. Part that makes a lot of it make no sense at all. Detective Kirby, Detective Kirby told me they weren't able to identify the man they caught at dad's home. However, they could positively state who he wasn't. This man was not Timmy Jean. Timmy is a resident at a group home of 300 miles away where he's been for the past four years. It's practically a shut-in, Kirby says. Never goes anywhere, ever. The man they arrested has no identification. His prints aren't in the system, no dental records, nothing. And he's so far stuck to his promise. He hasn't spoken since that night. Other prisoners avoid him like they're afraid. They won't say why, just that there's something wrong, and they're right. One last thing, last thing I want to leave you all with is a strange story I heard from an old friend of dad's. Dad's friend is a ranger at the National Park where dad's town used to be. He said over the years he's heard odd stories about things deep in the woods, but one, from not too long ago, stands out. Is this. don't want to jump the gun? Don't pull this out yet, but is this taking the last act turn the supernatural? I don't really hope not. Because there's been some slaps of it, kind of like. It's been. it's been definitely like the devil smoke over the house, the. the. the white dove. Yeah. The. we'll see, I hope not. Just stick the landing, buddy. Just sit where it's so close. He's tripping right now, am I opinion. I think. I was. I was giving the explanation a chance, but it got way too wordy. A little thing like. Timmy's been. I was going to say my thought. I mean, we're almost done. I was just in my thoughts when I was done. And he felt the urge to tell it to me. No idea why. I can't say it connects to anything else. It has nothing to do with my family or Timmy. Just feels like it fits somehow. A couple from our town was in the area to do some hiking. The park connects to the Appalachian Trail, so lots of experienced hikers come through. They decided to do a little off-trail hiking. As I mentioned before, there are miles of untouched woods back there, so they had plenty of room for exploring. After hours in the woods, he realized their compass wasn't working at all. Their phones had no signal, of course. They were lost. That's you, Ben. The woods were pretty dense and the sun was starting to set. They were experienced enough to have adequate water, rations, camping gear so they didn't panic. They kept walking, hoping to make it to a road or a ranger's camp. When it got too dark to see, they started to set up camp. When the girl tells her boyfriend, she can see a light. The looks and sees it too. Looks like artificial light. They weren't sure if they were still deep in the woods or not, but felt eerie. They walked carefully toward it, using an emergency flashlight. They couldn't hear any traffic as they got near and saw no other lights, but the light seemed to be coming from a real house, a little age, but no cabin or shack. There's a clearing around the house, large enough for two people to walk side by side. Okay. It's a spot where the guy broke out. Yes. Okay, this is better. This is much better because I did think when it hasn't mentioned a flora being taken to a cabin and I'm like, the cabin hasn't been mentioned anywhere. So people coming across the cabin later and you can see where they lived and they walked and they did their dance in the woods. That's good. That's fine. I'll take that. The guy insisted the exam of the perimeter first. This girl friend thought he was being ridiculous, but he told her he had a bad feeling about the place. She thought the woods at night was just making him jumpy. Still, she went along. Shingled roof, wood-sided walls, curtain windows, and even a front porch. But that couldn't find was a road, even a path or trail, nothing but woods. The woods around with the holster conference is densely as any part of the woods, and it's at red at all, but they needed help. They knocked on the only door, an older man answered the door pretty quickly, looked well-groomed, dressed in a nice shirt and pull over sweater. "Even strangers?" he says like it was no big deal. The boyfriend apologized for bothering him and explained how they've been wandering the woods all day and his house was the first they found. The man was understanding, he abided them inside and ceded them in his living room. It was nicely decorated and toasty inside. They didn't even notice her at first. There's a woman seated in the corner of the room. room. She didn't say anything but nodded politely to them when noticed. The guy in girl exchanged glances, felt horribly uncomfortable. The man returned to the living room with a tray of tea, said it in front of them, and set a cross from them. They poured themselves each a cup. The man watched them carefully. They didn't like the way he scrutinized them. The fire crackled and popped sinisterly. It seemed to them behind him. The tension of the silence kept mounting, so the guy decided to say something. He noted that he hadn't seen any roads or paths around the house. "Nope!" the man agreed. So he asked how the man comes and goes. To this, he says he stays put. How about supplies? The man leans back in his chair and looks at the guys especially. "You're awful curious." I heard a strange, wet, thudding noise somewhere else inside the house right then. The man doesn't react, so they pretend to ignore it. They were both starting to get nervous being in the place. The guy asked the man how far from the nearest road they were. He was calculating his head if they had enough battery to see them to it in the dark. The man answered that they were very far from any road on all sides. The girl said it was weird to hear that this place was so hidden, because unless someone knew it was there, stumbled on it by pure chance, no one would ever find it. It could be an address after all. There's no road. The man asked him where they were, and then he said, "I don't know you didn't come here to kill me." They didn't know what to say to that. Figured it was a joke and laughed uncomfortably, but you just smirked at them. Excuse himself then and vanished around the corner into a dark hallway. While they were alone, they looked around the room. There was a painting hanging over the fireplace that kept catching the guy's attention. He didn't know why. He hated art. There was a scene of a couple walking through a clearing. There were thick shrubs around. Now that he looked at the painting more closely, he saw something that he swore wasn't there before. Staring out from one of the shrubs was a man's face, watching the couple with a look of pure hate. He was really creeped out, but he didn't want his girlfriend to see it. So there's an actual man with his face poking through the painting looking at them. They drank more of the tea because it was warm. He was like, "Oh, okay." They drank more of the tea because it was warm. I hope I don't get drugged by this delicious warm tea in this creepy house. This is so yummy. They're taking a few gulps when they noticed the girl in the corner again. They only noticed her this time because she was shaking her head almost imperceptibly, but she kept doing it. Shaking her head and looking at the tea cups, she became perfectly still again when the man returned. The guy tried to explain to the man that they must be going. They had filled well, and they had been way too many red flags to keep ignoring. But the words that came out of his mouth were slurred and ineffectual, and he passed out. They woke up. He had an awful headache. Shook his girlfriend awake as well. They realized they'd slept for some time. The guy suspected they'd been drugged, but couldn't be certain. The man was nowhere to be seen. Neither was the woman. Their gear was missing. They wanted to leave right away, but needed their supplies. They had no idea how far from any roads they were, so they went searching the rooms of the house. There were three doors down the hall. All led to bedrooms. First two were empty, so it was the last, but they had their gear on the middle of a child's bed. They grabbed their stuff and prepared to leave, but the guy saw a curtain covering an opening at the very end of the hall, and he had to know. Pulled it open. Man and woman must have left the house, he thought. Then he noticed his girlfriend's face. She was terrified of something. So much she was backing away and tugging at him. He looked back in the closet. It was the man. Crouched down naked in the bottom of the closet, looking up at them with a smile across most of his face. But his eyes fixed them with the most unmistakably intense rage. He started crawling out of the closet toward them on all fours and making sounds like they'd never heard any living thing make before. They ran out of the house, straight into the woods. They moved as fast as possible, cutting themselves and tripping several times. Something their guts kept telling them that man was right behind them, like the man in the bushes and that horrible painting. He was going to kill them. They finally came out of the woods on a dirt road, and from there slowly followed it to a real road and found their way back to town. It told the park rangers about it more advised to keep the story to themselves. Later, they looked up the area on Google Earth. They checked them a while, but they spotted the clearing in the woods. It was even deeper in than they thought. As I zoomed in, the guy saw something weird in the front of the house. Cleaned up the image as best he could. Still a little blurry, but a couple knew what it was. The man was standing in front of the house and looking straight up, like he knew they were watching. They sent the image to the rangers as proof. I know there are still so many questions. What really happened to Flora? Was him the only with someone else? How do you know so much about mom? Who was the guy who got arrested? Why was the remote's t-shirt on my mom's body? I just don't know. So for now, it'll just have to be the end. And that is dad finally told me what happened that day. I think just ended on part six. Part seven was pretty. Also, this whole need of being like, I don't know why he told me this, but actually that creepy house. That's probably why it's just like another thing where it feels like it goes to the issue of saying I was praising the story for in the beginning that everything felt so natural. And in the end, it's like, well, this random guy told me it kind of feels like the broska five thing or it feels like a thing where it's like made from a place of like, well, I better just make sure and wrap this all up to where there's no questions answered or or the thing of like, well, that might not make a sense. I'll just make a I'll make the house comes back at the end. And there's something we're going on. So that's why the guys got so weird, but also like taking away the fact that it wasn't even Timmy who did it felt really stupid. Like, it's like you had a bow tied, but then he once liked the one last call thing. My mind, it ends in six and it is a grown up Timmy, yeah, who was fascinated with this. I like the idea to have like a kid, let's just say it was a 13 year old kid. She's a handsome dad across the street. Maybe he's having like homosexual feelings or something like that. Doesn't know to process it. Does have a lot of friends and love people that he's friends with him. Is this guy a very clear mental issues like of obsession? Yeah, just insecure. It doesn't have a lot of social. And then like this other guy shows up becomes his only friend. He starts making him just as fucking delusional. So then he becomes hyper fixated on it. I think there's like a really fun world where that could be something cool. And let me say it was, it's been a long time since we've been like, oh, this is fucking creepy. Yeah, yeah. I think that I think that Jared Roberts, I think Jared Roberts did a phenomenal job setting up all these pieces. I think the only thing was building up, it was building up towards nothing. I think that like sticking with your guns and just sticking with like this inner, this like very small group of people and how it's like affected people over the course of like these decades of time. I think it's really fun. I think it's a fun. It would have been a fun payoff. And I think, you know, it's kind of what I was talking about earlier though. This story felt it was most successful when it was like, I'm just telling you what how it is. This is what they told me, whatever. It's very casual, you know? So then trying to introduce other elements at the end threw off that flow for me because there's a lot of moments in this story where I'm like, this fucking like narrator is dumb. Yeah. It's like just kind of the way he's saying things. There's like, yeah, I don't know, man, but that's just kind of my rock star. Or yeah, he's my dad, I wouldn't want to get in a beer fight with bar fight with him. But that's neither here nor there when it's just kind of like, I'm just kind of, once again, I'm just kind of spewing my thoughts out and I'm letting you know what they said or whatever. And there was a lot of times we were just like this whole thing of the dad not like just coming out and saying like, yeah, man, I killed this fucking like maniac and burnt them and buried them. I've been live with guilt. There was no real reason. Even if it incriminated him, it's, I mean, like, I don't know. I wish there was a better payoff, but I was fine with all of that just because of how strong everything else was. And like, it really wasn't even I was like, yeah, whatever. And I just was able to move on. But the last part, I think you just, you just delete that. I think if you're reading this in my opinion, I think if you're reading the story, just read part six because also too, it's almost insulting. I just read the whole fucking thing. I know he's like, so you're probably wondering what happened here. Well, it's like also too. There was no new information in part six about that. It like, not that it pokes holes, but it's also like, just let people like come across that. Let people also enjoy the story a couple of times. I haven't read it a couple of times and be like, fuck, I bet you, it's the X, Y or Z. And also, if you have Timmy being this guy who's just like, I think you fucking love them. Introduce that more early on. You know, there was nothing. I don't think there was one line of Timmy just being like, you know, do you care if we, do you want to see if your dad wants to come over or like, can we hang out your house? And it's like, oh, he always wants to hang out because he wants to be around the dad or any of those things. I think you could have introduced all those elements that would have been pretty sweet. Now that being said, once again, it's been a long time since we've had this much fun being like creeped out and weirded out on an episode. The story is good enough that I'm going to pretend like part seven doesn't exist. Yep. And also, I really gosh, I do not like the, I know they said earlier, he makes like inhuman noises, but you can just describe this like a crazy person, right? Um, the implication at the end that it's like some supernatural shapeshifter thing. It's like, uh, well, because that's what they were implanted at the end of six where it's like, Timmy or no, that was in part seven, too. Yeah, just a new part seven, uh, where it's like, Timmy isn't Timmy at all. This guy, they caught someone's different. Yeah. That's, that's all. It's like fingerprints, no DNA. So the implication, especially with the house at the end, it's like, there's this race of skin walkers that are mimicking people in the woods. Yeah, whose finger was that through the vents? That's all too, too often do these stores rely on that paranormal thing. And that isn't just like the paranormal stuff. And then it's, adds it in after the inside. Yeah. That's what I mean. To me, it feels like a place of, and I, I, I'm not going to sit there and just say like, I was fucking insecure, but it comes to a place where if it was me, if it was me creatively, it felt like me being like, I don't know, and then like adding that in at the end. All right. Well, it's, it's actually that. Yeah. Whatever. It, it, it, it, it wasn't, uh, it just wasn't effective. And I will say, I think that like so far, all the things that we've read, I do like the weird paranormal shit. I like whenever, you know, we can get like fun monsters. It's all about, I do like that. It's all about establishing your story. Well, I was gonna say, I, I think that the horror is almost always more effective than I found that like I've always been the most creeped out in these things when it's coming from a real place. Well, I mean, it's, it's even just like, you've set a precedent with your story, right? I love the alien movie. I think Xenomorphs are creepy. If I'm watching, uh, obsession, and then Nikki turns into a Xenomorph and starts killing everyone, I, it's like, what are we doing, right? I can like ice cream and steak that does not mean I want to steak with ice cream on it, right? Um, so it's just like the story was rocking so hard with like the creepy child endangerment theme uncovering the myth and all that. And I thought six was a good ending. Like, to me was obsessed with this ad wanted to be his mother. And then it's like, but what if it was actually a demon thing? And it's like, this feels like, uh, it does feel like there's parallels with penpal. I'd be very curious to see if how influential penpal was on the story in that approach. Not to say once again, I'm not saying that he copied it, but it's like you can tell the story. The story did. The story did a lot of unique things. Uh, that I thought was cool. I really, really liked, uh, the stuff about his uncle having the bad memories that were incorrect. And then like, do you think this weird kid down the street? I don't think it's a strong of a story as penpal, but I think it had a lot of similar themes that were done well. No, I did. I once again, I am not in any way, send the copy to David. I'm just saying like the, the, the style, like the, the, the scares and stuff, the manic man and stuff. And I'm also wondering in this case, because penpal in this fear of storytelling is so popular. Do you think that he tagged on the supernatural thing to be a little more different than, I mean, that's not impossible. Cause I feel like the story was completely fine with none of it. Cause all they did in the previous parts was like, Oh, she saw Dove and that was weird. There was smoke from the building. I think even having it be like a reoccurring old friend and not just like a random psychopath guy makes it different enough, like having it be something that's like of that. I mean, I, I legitimately like that angle. I like the very realistic angle of you get scared. So your mind goes all these places and like you as a viewer are, and especially horror are so used to so many horror tropes that your mind is like, well, what if it's like this into your skin walker, blah, blah, and it ends up just being like, yeah, this is just like a kid who was obsessed with the guy and like carried that out through X Y and Z and then ruined that guy's life. Yeah. Whatever. And then like I instill like what's what was really fun. I think the most dynamic part was if you do that subversion, you think it is the original guy because I like the idea that the dad did grab this guy. He like killed them, did all that stuff. And then it ends up being a different person that was influenced by that. It like sets up a lot of, it's set up a lot of different character dynamics. And I do think once again, you push that narrative a little harder there. And then you just have, um, even you, I even liked the idea too of the Timmy guy being like, and I'm not going to say another fucking word for the rest of my life. And he tries to talk to him and he's just like, nope. Yeah. To where he's being as, he's putting up that wall as much as his dad did. And now he'll never get that satisfaction of knowing. And his whole life is fucking stripped out from him. I feel like if you take part, if you get over to part seven, and at the end of part six, you had like a paragraph that's like Timmy guy still won't speak. It's like I have so much hate for him and I can't blah, blah, blah. And just like a little bit like a finale that's kind of like, I still don't know everything. But you know, um, my dad never knew the monster that was, you know, haunting him for years and stuff like that. And you just ended at part six. I think it's a great story. Part seven is such a weight at the end of it. I think I, I mean, I, there, there, there might be, I'm curious to see if there's any comments of people who say that they thought that it was nice having like a recap or something. But I, I, it went, like I said, into the psycho territory where it adds nothing already read all this. It's like at the end of psycho. They established that Norman Bates is actually Cthulhu. And he's actually doing this to try to build a shrine to Cthulhu. Yeah. On top of that. That's what it feels. And I will, I do think the paragraph at the end of six is a good, I think that's cool. I like, I even like an ending. And I know what you guys think. I like an ending to where it's like, uh, he goes up. He won't talk to me. He's like, but every week he sends me a letter or something or every, or he's like, he's like, but I just got a package in last week and it was a Ramon's t-shirt. And it like ends or something like that where it's like, if you want to just a little, there's something still out there. You don't have to go to supernatural route. You can have something as simple as that or like Ramon CD, does that, does the cursor, this mental curse or something that was passed along to Timmy? Does that get passed on to remain care exactly at least or if not the main character, you could imagine Timmy's been doing this for years. Maybe he did the same thing to another kid. We don't know about right? Yeah. I think there's just a way to set it up to where it's like, this is like a thing that's being passed on to people in some kind of way or this is even better. You don't, you, another implication because they just assumed floor is dead. And again, we're pretending like part seven doesn't exist where like she's in a weird demon cabin with the drug people in the guy with the face in the wall. You could just say that in part six, he gets a Ramon's t-shirt at the end that is same, his mom was wearing. And then you could think, oh, maybe floor is alive. Maybe floor got kidnapped by Timmy, which we know he did. And Timmy did the same thing to floor. Yeah. There's, I think there's a lot of opportunities for that. Do you think Harry just to be certain, Jared, does this connect it in any way within any other stories like it? Does this fucking cabin pop up in any of the stories you think? Because it's, it's reading like one of those things, you know, where it's like, then people are like, oh, I like how this connected with the red twine. You know, I hope not. You never know. Well, my job is, my job is watching a woman in a room like that kind of ending. No, that that was like getting the flash banged by 18 stories at once. So I think that it's kind of weird because yeah, part seven almost feels like he was trying out like a new chapter of the thing. It almost, it seems like it seems like a way for me to where he's like, he added that in to where then it's just like the same thing you do with the part one where it's part seven. It's like, if they're interested, I can always do a sequel series for that. But also, yeah. So I think it's more the opposite. Not that this thing is just throwing another, throwing another hook out there. Yeah. I don't know how to see the exact date, at least on the iPad of when something was posted read it. But I almost wonder if there was a gap between six and seven that like part six went up and people are like, I didn't get it. What do you mean? Explain this. So almost like baroska five. It's like part seven was made in like frustration nearly your text saying, Jared Roberts. So real fast. You're you're you're actually talking to Jared Roberts right now. I had asked him while you guys were reporting, if there was any significance to Chad Roy as a name. And he said, mostly that it just sounds creepy. He said, some people have pointed out correctly that faucets and Quebec where the story takes place are labeled Chav and Troy. Oh, interesting. Yeah. I think and I think that just as a general, I mean, this is just like a general thing for me. I think like in my opinion, I think things just sound creepy. Like when you're reading something, I don't think anything is ever just like, well, I don't think a good answer in storytelling is like because it's cool. Does that make sense? Yeah. I don't think it's like it's not as satisfying to me as a reader or something to wear. Like that whole thing of even Harry saying that it was like, what was the German transition again? Chava, Chava, but it's like the even like just having an element to where even if you don't explain it, just putting an element of just like, that's why I did that because I love because while we are sitting there and you're like, Oh, it feels like a child's interpretation of like a child saying a word incorrectly. Yeah. Very fun. Yeah. And that being said, you do whatever you want. But I'm just saying like I think it's more rewarding as a reader to, to, yeah, just what does the inspiration, the creativity behind that certain thing? Even if we know. never circle back to it. Well, you just said is awesome that faucets are labeled that like that. That's insane. That's really sick. Well, it's such a huge part of the fucking stories talking to the pipes and everything. I mean, that's like, but it's awesome. Yeah. So like that again, I don't want again, I'm particularly part seven doesn't exist. Which is why I was curious if it was kind of made like hastily, but one through six such a banger such a great time. I mean, really, really fine. In my into me and he was obsessed with being his mom, and that's great. It has been a long time since we've been like this, like creeped out. It was creepy. I mean, really the idea of a child being put in these dangerous circumstances by like someone who's so creepy, they almost seem otherworldly like the guy from Pimpowl. It's so menacing. And I think it works so well. Is there a way to do that that isn't that because it's the it is a creepy thing and you, you know, there's nothing more innocent than a child. So it's like having this innocence being threatened and you're like, you know, I think as a viewer or a person, you can just be like, oh my god, like you're all tensed up because you're thinking of all the implications that can happen. And stuff. Is there a way to do this in a grounded story setting, like because this almost, I mean, these read almost like a fucking true crime, you know, and I think it's fun because it almost feels real, right? And that's what feels so scary. So like you think of like your brother, you know, you're, you're sibling, you're, you're child. This happened to them. It's fucked up. Is there a world where you don't do, oh, creepy old person with young child that is as effective. You think? Yeah. I mean, you could do like a, like a little older child. You need to put a little bit of an age gap because that establishes the power dynamic outside of even the child dynamic. Is there a world where you could do where it's now because of this and adult time always like fight, do something, tell someone, but children are the one place, children are the one place where it's like, yeah, all they can do is run and cry. You know, whereas if we were in the story and an adult man did it, we'd be like, you know what I think you do. I think that, I think that you do like a misery thing. You incapacitated the power dynamic. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Sure. You can do that. There has to be a power dynamic. There has to be some way where the protein, you have to be able to sleep a thigh and understand you're like, fuck. That would suck to be in this. Exactly. Yeah. You can't have to equally powered people because it's like, why are you not doing something? Which is why a lot of the time that you will see this dynamic in monster stories where it's someone helpless against a monster beast because that's the assumed power dynamic now where you have like a more important one. I, um, or more powerful one. I mean, like I will say out of the stuff that we've read from Jared Roberts. I do think this is my favorite thing that I loved it. I thought I was a lot. I did. I was really good. So I will say I thought it was fucking great. Be sure to check out more of Jared Roberts work. I mean, like I said, we've read a couple of cards on Reddit and then the website and books linked in the description. I thought it was fantastic. And again, I, I'm, it was so well written, I'm willing to say that part seven only exists because this is a Reddit thing and that's the kind of thing a lot of audiences are looking for. And maybe he was like, I'll do more. I'll write because again, you're a writer on Reddit. You're successful if people keep reading. So maybe it's like, Hey, here's more story of people want to keep reading. I think there's, I can perfectly sympathize with that. And I think he is more than proven himself as an excellent writer. I think that you can go through one through six of this and be and get like everything. Yeah. That like, and it feels like I couldn't concise funds. You can put the pieces together. All the clues are there. Stuff like that. And also if you enjoy part seven, too, fucking more power to you. Yeah. I really do feel like part seven is a Reddit symptom. And I mean, that not against share at Roberts, just in the nature of if you're writing on the website, people are going to want explanation. Well, that's weird. They're going to want your bread and more. You have to. Yeah. I mean, you gotta, you gotta appease. I mean, it's like we talked about with Lurker on the stairs, right? Like that story is super kind of heady and like represents it's using a cryptid to be representative of like personal turmoil and stuff. But you got to title it the Lurker on the stairs because that's what people are going to click on. You have to know the beast that you're going up against. Kind of. I agree. So I feel part seven was that. And I think Roberts is an excellent writer. And I'm sure in his books and stuff like that, I'm, I bet he kills it. Yeah, I'd love to see a actual full story, too. Yeah. I mean, the website was like something he posted to a blog, not read it like its own website. And that one, I felt like the ending was much more succinct and like clear. And I think that's the kind of stories he puts out. So yeah, I love this story. I think it's great. And I would love to read more of his stuff. Yeah. Guys, that's our episode this week. We appreciate you. I hope you have a fantastic rest of your time and hey, stay creep my friends. Stay creeps. 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