WEBVTT - Season 09 Episode 22: Dwell Among the Bones 0:00:00.080 --> 0:00:03.040 Hello. It's Richard mclinsmith here, very excited to announce that 0:00:03.120 --> 0:00:05.520 this May I'll be heading to Crime Con twenty twenty 0:00:05.519 --> 0:00:08.719 six in Las Vegas, the world's number one true crime event, 0:00:08.960 --> 0:00:11.120 and I'd love to see you there. From May twenty 0:00:11.200 --> 0:00:16.760 nine to the thirty first, thousands of true crime fans, investigators, journalists, podcasters, 0:00:17.000 --> 0:00:20.400 experts and survivors will gather at Caesar's Palace and Las 0:00:20.480 --> 0:00:24.280 Vegas for an unforgettable weekend of live talks, exclusive panels, 0:00:24.360 --> 0:00:27.800 deep dives, and behind the scenes conversations. I'll be appearing 0:00:27.800 --> 0:00:30.120 throughout the weekend on Creator Row, so please come and 0:00:30.160 --> 0:00:32.080 say hello, and if you'd like to join me for 0:00:32.159 --> 0:00:35.839 my live session Treasure, Betrayal and Death in Vegas, the 0:00:35.920 --> 0:00:38.840 Ted Binyon Mystery, I'll be speaking at ten twenty am 0:00:38.960 --> 0:00:41.800 on the Saturday morning. To get tickets, head to Crimecon 0:00:41.880 --> 0:00:45.280 dot com and use promo code Unexplained for ten percent off. 0:00:45.720 --> 0:00:50.440 Hope to see you there. Please note this episode contains 0:00:50.479 --> 0:01:06.200 disturbing scenes of attempted murder. Parental discretion is advised. In 0:01:06.240 --> 0:01:09.640 the winter of nineteen ninety four, in eastern Indiana, a 0:01:09.720 --> 0:01:12.360 thirteen year old boy plays in a patch of woodland 0:01:12.560 --> 0:01:16.200 that runs alongside his family's farm. About fifty yards from 0:01:16.240 --> 0:01:20.680 their porch, he spots something strange protruding from the ground. 0:01:21.440 --> 0:01:25.240 It's some kind of bone. As he draws near, it 0:01:25.360 --> 0:01:28.399 becomes increasingly clear that what he is looking at is 0:01:28.440 --> 0:01:32.119 in fact, part of an entire human skeleton, loosely covered 0:01:32.160 --> 0:01:35.840 over with red dirt. In horror, he calls for his 0:01:35.880 --> 0:01:39.920 mother to come and see it. Together. The boy Eric 0:01:40.080 --> 0:01:43.280 and his mother Julie, look down at the grim specimen 0:01:43.640 --> 0:01:45.720 and wonder how on earth that came to rest on 0:01:45.760 --> 0:01:49.680 their land. The Baumeisters had lived on the property for 0:01:49.720 --> 0:01:52.800 seven years and have been no mention of a graveyard 0:01:53.120 --> 0:01:57.680 or any hint of anything untoward. Before the skeleton appeared 0:01:57.680 --> 0:02:02.200 to be complete. Only the skull was attached. To Julie, 0:02:02.320 --> 0:02:05.559 it looked like, whoever the persons, they just laid down 0:02:05.600 --> 0:02:09.960 there and died. Julie told Eric to go back inside 0:02:10.320 --> 0:02:13.040 and resolved to speak to her husband later about what 0:02:13.160 --> 0:02:17.160 to do with it. Thankfully, it was all a big misunderstanding. 0:02:17.720 --> 0:02:20.720 When Eric's father, Herb, returns to the farm that evening, 0:02:21.160 --> 0:02:24.880 he's able to explain everything. It isn't a real skeleton, 0:02:24.960 --> 0:02:28.079 he says, but an anatomical model that once belonged to 0:02:28.120 --> 0:02:33.000 his father, a professional anesthesiologist. When his old man died. 0:02:33.080 --> 0:02:36.600 He tells them that skeleton passed down to him, but 0:02:36.680 --> 0:02:39.480 he'd always thought it was creepy, so he decided to 0:02:39.480 --> 0:02:44.560 bury it. The weather and wild animals must have unearthed it. Herb, says, 0:02:45.520 --> 0:02:49.560 a reassured Eric believes his father, and so does Julie. 0:02:50.480 --> 0:02:56.400 For now, anyway, you're listening to Unexplained, and I'm Richard 0:02:56.480 --> 0:03:06.919 mc lean smith. On a balmy summer evening in nineteen 0:03:07.000 --> 0:03:11.240 ninety four in central Indianapolis, Mark Goodyear made his way 0:03:11.280 --> 0:03:15.080 through a hot, dimly lit bar as music throbbed all around. 0:03:16.080 --> 0:03:18.799 The five oh one Club was a gay bar popular 0:03:18.840 --> 0:03:22.880 among bears and leather men, but the man staring intently 0:03:22.919 --> 0:03:25.640 at the poster on the wall was neither of those. 0:03:26.760 --> 0:03:30.200 The poster showed a picture of Mark's friend Roger allan 0:03:30.280 --> 0:03:33.760 goodlot who had not been seen by any one since July. 0:03:35.360 --> 0:03:37.720 Do you know him? Said Mark, leaning in to be 0:03:37.800 --> 0:03:42.800 heard over the noise. The man turned. He had soft, 0:03:42.920 --> 0:03:47.520 puppy doggish eyes and seemed older but oddly youthful, like 0:03:47.600 --> 0:03:50.800 he'd never quite lost the child in his face. He 0:03:50.920 --> 0:03:54.680 was kind of cute, thought Mark, No, said the man. 0:03:55.920 --> 0:03:59.240 There was a brief, awkward silence before the stranger finally 0:03:59.280 --> 0:04:04.120 introduced himself off. His name was Brian, Brian smart, he said. 0:04:05.280 --> 0:04:08.000 Mark couldn't help but smile at how formal he was, 0:04:08.480 --> 0:04:11.200 but he hadn't seen him there before and was intrigued. 0:04:12.200 --> 0:04:15.160 Brian offered to buy Mark a drink, and before long 0:04:15.360 --> 0:04:20.400 the pair had fallen into easy conversation. As closing time approached, 0:04:20.680 --> 0:04:23.000 the older man asked Mark if he'd liked to go 0:04:23.080 --> 0:04:27.360 on somewhere else. As it turned out, Brian's boss was away, 0:04:27.720 --> 0:04:30.360 but he had a key to his home. They could 0:04:30.360 --> 0:04:34.600 sneak in and use the pool if he liked. Mark 0:04:34.760 --> 0:04:37.880 wasn't in the habit of going off with Brandon strangers, 0:04:38.400 --> 0:04:41.400 but it did seem like a fun idea. There was 0:04:41.560 --> 0:04:44.400 just one thing, though. It was just a rumor, really, 0:04:44.960 --> 0:04:47.719 but some people in the community had begun to wonder 0:04:47.720 --> 0:04:51.000 if they were being targeted by a serial killer, since 0:04:51.000 --> 0:04:53.400 a number of gay men seemed to have gone missing 0:04:53.440 --> 0:04:57.159 from the area in the past few years, including Mark's 0:04:57.200 --> 0:05:02.919 friend Roger. Mark looked Brian and his sparkly puppy dog eyes. 0:05:03.839 --> 0:05:07.880 What the hell. He thought. The pair was soon heading 0:05:07.960 --> 0:05:10.880 north out of the city in Brian's car and into 0:05:10.880 --> 0:05:14.480 the suburbs of Hamilton County, but as the roads got 0:05:14.640 --> 0:05:19.279 narrower and darker, Mark began to get nervous, until eventually 0:05:19.560 --> 0:05:24.440 Brian turned onto an unpaved rural road. Mark glimpsed a 0:05:24.560 --> 0:05:27.640 sign bearing the word farm, but before he could read 0:05:27.680 --> 0:05:31.040 it all, Brian turned again into a long driveway which 0:05:31.120 --> 0:05:34.480 led up to the house. Getting out of the car, 0:05:35.000 --> 0:05:37.440 Mark was relieved to see it was every inch as 0:05:37.480 --> 0:05:41.520 impressive as Brian had made it seem. It was practically 0:05:41.600 --> 0:05:46.640 a mansion and entirely dark in side. Brian, perhaps sensing 0:05:46.680 --> 0:05:50.320 Mark's nerves, gave him a smile and nodded for him 0:05:50.320 --> 0:06:01.039 to follow. Brian led Mark toward the garage, explaining that 0:06:01.080 --> 0:06:03.800 the power to most of the house was off, but 0:06:03.880 --> 0:06:07.440 the basement where the pool was would be well lit. 0:06:08.320 --> 0:06:11.720 Mark felt another pang of anxiety as he followed Brian 0:06:11.839 --> 0:06:15.559 through the darkness into the bowels of the mansion, where, 0:06:15.640 --> 0:06:19.320 to his immense relief, Brian finally flicked on the lights 0:06:19.560 --> 0:06:24.280 to reveal a swimming pool. Mark's anxiety turned to excitement 0:06:24.640 --> 0:06:28.320 as he stripped off and jumped into the pool. When 0:06:28.360 --> 0:06:31.400 he came up, a dense cloud of fog hung around 0:06:31.440 --> 0:06:35.839 him above the heated water. The men falled about for 0:06:35.880 --> 0:06:40.479 a bit, then Brian suddenly turned to Mark and said, Hey, 0:06:41.000 --> 0:06:44.799 do you want to see a trick? Sure, said Mark, 0:06:45.120 --> 0:06:48.039 a little confused, as Brian reached for a length of 0:06:48.120 --> 0:06:52.800 pool hose floating near by. Brian drifted closer to Mark, 0:06:53.279 --> 0:06:57.800 then told him to turn around. Mark laughed nervously as 0:06:57.839 --> 0:07:02.440 Brian draped the rubber hose around his own. Brian asked 0:07:02.480 --> 0:07:06.480 Mark if he'd ever tried auto asphyxiation, how cutting off 0:07:06.520 --> 0:07:10.640 blood supply to the brain could intensify an orgasm. Then, 0:07:10.720 --> 0:07:14.600 slowly it began to tighten the hose around Mark's neck. 0:07:15.800 --> 0:07:19.800 Feeling more uncomfortable than aroused, Mark went with it at first, 0:07:20.240 --> 0:07:25.440 but Brian kept squeezing tighter and tighter until Mark began 0:07:25.520 --> 0:07:29.320 struggling to breathe. He grabbed at the hose and fought 0:07:29.400 --> 0:07:32.080 to tell Brian to stop, but he couldn't get the 0:07:32.080 --> 0:07:36.480 words out. He flailed frantically in the water, desperate to 0:07:36.520 --> 0:07:41.520 get free, but Brian held firm. Finally, in a moment 0:07:41.600 --> 0:07:45.320 of terror struck lucidity, Mark allowed his body to fall 0:07:45.400 --> 0:07:50.080 limp and pretended to pass out. Then Brian released him. 0:07:50.440 --> 0:07:53.960 Mark's mind was racing. Convinced he was in the company 0:07:54.000 --> 0:07:57.480 of a very dangerous man and miles away from safety, 0:07:57.840 --> 0:07:59.920 he determined that the best way to get through to 0:08:00.280 --> 0:08:03.920 dawn was just to play along, So when he feigned 0:08:03.960 --> 0:08:07.080 coming back to consciousness, he just smiled as if nothing 0:08:07.080 --> 0:08:10.920 had happened. For the next few hours, he pretended to 0:08:11.000 --> 0:08:16.040 drink and return Brian's flirtations, until at last the older 0:08:16.080 --> 0:08:20.320 man passed out on a couch. In the morning, Brian 0:08:20.400 --> 0:08:34.199 drove Mark back to his car in the city. Once 0:08:34.280 --> 0:08:37.200 free from Brian, Mark went straight to the police to 0:08:37.240 --> 0:08:39.800 report his assault and to tell them that the man 0:08:39.920 --> 0:08:42.560 responsible might have something to do with all the men 0:08:42.600 --> 0:08:46.000 who'd gone missing recently, but the police seemed to have 0:08:46.040 --> 0:08:49.880 little interest in getting involved. It didn't help that Mark 0:08:50.000 --> 0:08:54.400 couldn't give accurate directions to the house or any important details. 0:08:55.440 --> 0:08:58.000 In the end, they simply told Mark to keep an 0:08:58.000 --> 0:09:01.000 eye out for the man and noticed Eisen's plate number 0:09:01.000 --> 0:09:04.320 if he got the chance. It was a long shot, 0:09:04.600 --> 0:09:08.400 but almost a full year later, in August nineteen ninety five, 0:09:08.800 --> 0:09:12.040 the man calling himself Brian Smart came back to the 0:09:12.080 --> 0:09:15.160 five oh one club, and Mark was there to note 0:09:15.200 --> 0:09:19.240 his license plate. The police traced the car to one 0:09:19.480 --> 0:09:24.679 Herbert Richard Baumeister, or Herb to his friends, the owner 0:09:24.720 --> 0:09:27.520 of a patch of land in nearby Westfield, where he 0:09:27.559 --> 0:09:31.280 lived with his wife Julie and son Eric. It was 0:09:31.360 --> 0:09:35.840 called Fox Hollow Farm. When the police first tried to 0:09:35.880 --> 0:09:39.200 search the farm without a warrant, Herb and Julie denied 0:09:39.200 --> 0:09:43.520 the entry, but by then Julie was becoming increasingly frightened 0:09:43.520 --> 0:09:47.120 of Herb's behavior, and in nineteen ninety six she filed 0:09:47.120 --> 0:09:51.319 for divorce. Though the image of that supposed model skeleton 0:09:51.640 --> 0:09:54.360 that Eric had found in the woods back in nineteen 0:09:54.440 --> 0:09:57.720 ninety four had never quite left her, it was only 0:09:57.760 --> 0:10:00.679 then that she felt brave enough to do something about it. 0:10:01.600 --> 0:10:04.720 While Herb was away, she called the police and gave 0:10:04.760 --> 0:10:09.480 them permission to search the property. Over several days, the 0:10:09.520 --> 0:10:14.480 authorities unearthed over five thousand separate bone fragments from the grounds, 0:10:15.160 --> 0:10:19.640 including complete skeletons of eleven men. Eight of them were 0:10:19.679 --> 0:10:23.520 identified as men reported missing and last seen in bars 0:10:23.559 --> 0:10:28.200 in Indianapolis. It turned out that Herb had been bringing 0:10:28.240 --> 0:10:31.240 men back to his house for years, whenever Julie and 0:10:31.400 --> 0:10:35.680 Eric were elsewhere visiting family, he strangled them all to 0:10:35.760 --> 0:10:39.480 death in the poll room. When the news got out, 0:10:39.800 --> 0:10:43.640 herb fled across the border to Ontario. In a park 0:10:43.840 --> 0:10:46.560 on the shore of Lake Heron, he put a bullet 0:10:46.600 --> 0:10:50.480 through his brain. He left a note that he felt 0:10:50.600 --> 0:10:54.000 terrible about his failed marriage, that he was sorry for 0:10:54.080 --> 0:10:56.839 making a disturbance in the park, and that he had 0:10:56.840 --> 0:11:00.000 intended to take his own life elsewhere, but didn't want 0:11:00.160 --> 0:11:10.560 to upset a gang of children playing nearby. Over the 0:11:10.600 --> 0:11:15.120 next decade, Fox Hollow Farm languished empty and abandoned under 0:11:15.160 --> 0:11:19.440 the ownership of an anonymous developer. In two thousand and one, 0:11:19.760 --> 0:11:22.160 it was listed on the market for two point eight 0:11:22.240 --> 0:11:26.640 million dollars, just over five million by today's money. By 0:11:26.640 --> 0:11:29.680 two thousand and six, it had been dropped to one million, 0:11:30.480 --> 0:11:33.600 but no matter how low the asking price fell, no 0:11:33.679 --> 0:11:36.280 one in the local community was willing to make a 0:11:36.360 --> 0:11:41.920 home amid such hideous history. Vicki and Rob Graves were 0:11:41.920 --> 0:11:45.120 a married couple on the cusp of middle age, looking 0:11:45.160 --> 0:11:48.160 for a country base to raise their two teenage sons. 0:11:48.920 --> 0:11:51.800 While searching for prospects close to the site, of Rob's 0:11:51.840 --> 0:11:54.960 new car dealership. They came across a listing for Fox 0:11:55.000 --> 0:11:58.280 Hollow Farm and couldn't believe that it hadn't already been 0:11:58.320 --> 0:12:02.800 snapped up. They cooed over its eleven thousand square feet 0:12:02.880 --> 0:12:06.960 of rooms, along with its several outbuildings. Built from solid 0:12:07.000 --> 0:12:11.360 stone and finished in an ornate mock Tudor style. The 0:12:11.440 --> 0:12:15.680 manicured lawns were dotted with sculpted hedges and flowed into 0:12:15.720 --> 0:12:20.200 the surrounding eighteen acres of prime horse pasture. But as 0:12:20.280 --> 0:12:23.319 Vicki and Rob toured the property with the realtor, they 0:12:23.400 --> 0:12:28.760 shared a knowing look. What's the catch? Vicki asked. Rob 0:12:28.840 --> 0:12:31.720 was about to ask the same question when something came 0:12:31.760 --> 0:12:35.600 to him, a fragment of memory, a story he'd seen 0:12:35.640 --> 0:12:38.760 on the news about a farm outside the city and 0:12:38.800 --> 0:12:42.360 the bones of missing men. This is that killer's house, 0:12:42.400 --> 0:12:46.960 isn't it? He said, with nowhere to hide. The realtor 0:12:47.080 --> 0:12:52.080 confirmed Rob's suspicions. For some, the farm's history might have 0:12:52.120 --> 0:12:55.760 been a red line, but for the Graves, both skeptical 0:12:55.880 --> 0:13:00.800 practical people, the debate was more economic than spiritual. Vicky 0:13:00.840 --> 0:13:04.280 and Rob discussed it over the following days before finally 0:13:04.320 --> 0:13:08.760 making an offer. It was eagerly accepted, and the Graves 0:13:08.800 --> 0:13:12.880 soon moved in. Compared to the frenzy of city life, 0:13:13.120 --> 0:13:17.480 Fox Hollow Farm was idyllic at first. The kids loved 0:13:17.480 --> 0:13:21.400 the expansive grounds and the heated indoor pool, which they'd 0:13:21.400 --> 0:13:25.720 often come into straight from playing outside, much to Vickie's annoyance. 0:13:26.760 --> 0:13:30.520 One morning, just a few weeks after moving in, Vickie 0:13:30.600 --> 0:13:33.360 was once more hoovering dirt from the pool site when 0:13:33.400 --> 0:13:36.760 her vacuum cleaner cut out. Tracing the line of the 0:13:36.800 --> 0:13:39.680 power cable to the wall, she saw that the plug 0:13:39.720 --> 0:13:42.880 had come out of the socket. She pushed it back 0:13:42.920 --> 0:13:46.120 in and returned to the task, ensuring there was plenty 0:13:46.120 --> 0:13:49.080 of slack this time for her to work with. But 0:13:49.280 --> 0:14:01.199 seconds later the vacuum cut out again. Vicki stared at 0:14:01.200 --> 0:14:04.680 the plug that was once again lying several inches from 0:14:04.679 --> 0:14:08.000 the wall, though the cable had never tightened and she 0:14:08.080 --> 0:14:10.520 had not moved anywhere near far enough for it to 0:14:10.600 --> 0:14:15.760 fall out. Confused, Vicki once more reinserted the plug and 0:14:15.920 --> 0:14:19.760 returned to the hoover. As it was told later, when 0:14:19.760 --> 0:14:22.880 she switched it on again, she kept her gaze fixed 0:14:22.880 --> 0:14:25.960 on the socket, and watched aghast as the plug flew 0:14:26.000 --> 0:14:29.640 out of it and skidded across the tiles, having seemingly 0:14:29.720 --> 0:14:34.120 been wrenched out by an invisible force. Vicki almost didn't 0:14:34.120 --> 0:14:36.680 believe it herself, as she explained it all to a 0:14:36.720 --> 0:14:41.320 skeptical Rob later that day. Realizing how silly it sounded, 0:14:41.720 --> 0:14:44.800 Vickie tried to forget about it, unsure what it was 0:14:44.920 --> 0:14:49.360 she'd seen exactly. A few days later, Vicki and Rob 0:14:49.520 --> 0:14:51.640 as said to have been in the garden making a 0:14:51.680 --> 0:14:53.720 list of all the work that needed to be done 0:14:53.800 --> 0:14:57.120 to the house's exterior. Rob was at the top of 0:14:57.160 --> 0:15:01.400 a ladder inspecting the gutters when Vicki suddenly sensed something 0:15:01.720 --> 0:15:05.880 moving fast toward the tree line, as it was claimed later, 0:15:06.480 --> 0:15:09.520 she looked over to see a young man dressed in 0:15:09.600 --> 0:15:14.080 a striking red shirt. Vicky called out to him, but 0:15:14.120 --> 0:15:17.280 the man didn't flinch, just kept moving in a straight 0:15:17.360 --> 0:15:21.120 line toward the woods. She was about to call out 0:15:21.160 --> 0:15:24.840 again in irritation when she felt a sudden rush of adrenaline. 0:15:25.880 --> 0:15:30.040 The man's legs were missing from the thighs down, just 0:15:30.080 --> 0:15:33.000 a few inches below the untucked hem of his shirt. 0:15:33.600 --> 0:15:38.080 There was nothing having quickly told Rob what she'd seen. 0:15:38.400 --> 0:15:40.800 He shot down the ladder and raced over to the 0:15:40.840 --> 0:15:44.240 tree line where Vicki said the man had gone. He 0:15:44.320 --> 0:15:47.080 searched the property all the way to the garden fence, 0:15:47.360 --> 0:15:51.480 but saw no one. Just then it occurred to Vicki 0:15:51.800 --> 0:15:55.920 that whoever she'd seen had been walking toward her Baumeister's 0:15:55.960 --> 0:15:59.480 burial sight. Ron wondered if it might have been one 0:15:59.520 --> 0:16:02.760 of those serial killer obsessives that their friends had warned 0:16:02.760 --> 0:16:07.280 them about Macarborough tourists who treated murder scenes as sights 0:16:07.280 --> 0:16:11.560 of pilgrimage. Either that or Vicki had just seen a ghost, 0:16:11.680 --> 0:16:15.400 he joked with a smile, but Vicki didn't smile back, 0:16:15.960 --> 0:16:18.200 and it wouldn't be the last time that the man 0:16:18.240 --> 0:16:27.760 in the red shirt was apparently seen on the property. 0:16:28.440 --> 0:16:31.960 Beyond the farm renovations, life was going well for the Graves, 0:16:32.560 --> 0:16:36.240 The kids couldn't have been happier, and Rob's dealership was thriving. 0:16:37.120 --> 0:16:39.800 The only problem he was having was the tardiness of 0:16:39.840 --> 0:16:44.040 one of his favorite employees, Joe LeBlanc. After one too 0:16:44.040 --> 0:16:47.440 many late showings, Rob discovered that Joe lived an hour 0:16:47.480 --> 0:16:50.000 from the dealership and had been struggling to get in 0:16:50.040 --> 0:16:53.200 on time. As he told his boss, he was trying 0:16:53.200 --> 0:16:55.920 to rent somewhere closer to work, but was struggling to 0:16:55.960 --> 0:17:00.000 find anything suitable. Fox Hollow Farm had a self content 0:17:00.280 --> 0:17:03.440 apartment above the garage on the far side of the property, 0:17:04.119 --> 0:17:07.159 with its own kitchen and on sweet bathroom. It was 0:17:07.200 --> 0:17:09.840 more than big enough for Joe and his dog, Fred, 0:17:10.440 --> 0:17:13.800 so Rob offered it to him. The only problem was 0:17:13.840 --> 0:17:18.680 the property's history, which Rob didn't want to hide from him. Thankfully, 0:17:18.920 --> 0:17:22.120 Joe wasn't put off. If anything, as far as he 0:17:22.160 --> 0:17:26.280 was concerned, it made the place even more interesting. A 0:17:26.320 --> 0:17:29.560 few nights later, Joe was tossing and turning in his 0:17:29.680 --> 0:17:34.119 new apartment. Deep in his unconscious mind, Joe was running 0:17:34.119 --> 0:17:37.919 for his life through thick woodland. He had no idea 0:17:38.000 --> 0:17:41.480 what was chasing him, only that whatever it was was 0:17:41.560 --> 0:17:46.240 deeply malignant. Joe snapped awake and bolted out of bed 0:17:47.440 --> 0:17:50.640 Before he realized where he was, he jumped half way 0:17:50.640 --> 0:17:53.840 across the room. For the rest of the night, Joe 0:17:53.960 --> 0:17:56.639 lay on the carpet with a light on, trying to 0:17:56.760 --> 0:18:01.040 quiet his hammering heart, Still fighting the pressing urged to run. 0:18:01.880 --> 0:18:04.879 Only when dawn came, was he finally able to find 0:18:04.960 --> 0:18:08.520 sleep again. It was a few nights later, as Joe 0:18:08.560 --> 0:18:11.800 was washing some dishes that he was startled by a loud, 0:18:12.080 --> 0:18:15.840 rapid knocking at the front door. Joe shouted that he 0:18:15.920 --> 0:18:18.639 was coming as he dried his hands on a dishcloth, 0:18:19.359 --> 0:18:23.639 but the knocking continued, growing more and more intense, so 0:18:23.840 --> 0:18:26.440 much so that Joe was sure it must have been 0:18:26.560 --> 0:18:30.840 Rob or VICKI with an emergency. Okay, okay, he said, 0:18:31.080 --> 0:18:34.160 as the knocking kept going until he turned the handle 0:18:34.280 --> 0:18:38.199 and opened the door. Then all went quiet. There was 0:18:38.280 --> 0:18:42.320 no one there. Joe's apartment was only reachable by a 0:18:42.400 --> 0:18:45.560 switch back wooden staircase. There was no one on the 0:18:45.680 --> 0:18:50.879 landing or the stairs either. Thoroughly bewildered, Joe closed the 0:18:50.920 --> 0:18:54.280 door and turned to see his dog Fred standing in 0:18:54.320 --> 0:18:58.200 the center of the living room, hackles raised, staring at 0:18:58.200 --> 0:19:03.320 the bedroom door. Joe followed Fred's stare and jumped at 0:19:03.359 --> 0:19:06.320 what appeared to be a figure hurriedly crossing the doorway. 0:19:07.480 --> 0:19:10.760 Keeping Fred by his side, Joe called out for whoever 0:19:10.920 --> 0:19:14.720 was there to come out. Hearing nothing in reply, he 0:19:14.800 --> 0:19:19.400 steeled himself and stepped quietly toward the bedroom. Door. Then 0:19:19.400 --> 0:19:23.960 he stepped inside hugely, relieved to find the room completely empty. 0:19:25.080 --> 0:19:28.200 At first, he assumed he'd just been seeing things because 0:19:28.240 --> 0:19:31.360 he was tired, but then he remembered the knocking too, 0:19:32.160 --> 0:19:45.639 that he hadn't imagined. About a month into Joe's stay, 0:19:46.000 --> 0:19:48.800 he took Fred for a night time walk around the property. 0:19:49.640 --> 0:19:52.919 They just turned for home when Joe noticed that Fred 0:19:52.960 --> 0:19:56.280 was no longer at his sight. Then he heard him growling. 0:19:57.560 --> 0:20:01.280 Scanning the moonlit grounds, Joe saw Fred a dozen paces 0:20:01.320 --> 0:20:03.840 away on the far side of the main house, near 0:20:03.880 --> 0:20:08.360 the tree line. As was later claimed, Fred was standing 0:20:08.400 --> 0:20:11.879 in a defensive crouch, barking at a male figure in 0:20:11.960 --> 0:20:15.760 a red shirt. The man was said to be standing 0:20:15.800 --> 0:20:19.560 still and facing away from Joe, looking into the woods, 0:20:20.359 --> 0:20:24.000 when suddenly he spurred into movement and disappeared into the 0:20:24.080 --> 0:20:29.080 labyrinth of branches and shadows. Joe shuddered when he realized 0:20:29.119 --> 0:20:32.600 the man had no legs from the thighs down. Then, 0:20:32.640 --> 0:20:37.199 to his dismay, Fred gave Chase with no choice but 0:20:37.320 --> 0:20:39.680 to go after him. Joe had only gone a few 0:20:39.720 --> 0:20:43.640 paces into the trees when he found Fred purposefully standing 0:20:43.680 --> 0:20:47.440 his ground but still in some distress, and he was 0:20:47.480 --> 0:20:51.879 staring directly at Joe, or, as Joe realized, with a chill, 0:20:52.520 --> 0:20:59.960 at something behind him. Fred growled again. Slowly, Joe turned, 0:21:00.920 --> 0:21:04.320 and there, just a foot away, stood the man in 0:21:04.359 --> 0:21:08.520 the red shirt. It said that Joe, in a panic, 0:21:08.680 --> 0:21:12.160 grabbed Fred and rushed straight back to his apartment, where 0:21:12.160 --> 0:21:16.040 he barred the door and spent another sleepless night peering 0:21:16.080 --> 0:21:19.000 out at the window at the now menacing dark of 0:21:19.040 --> 0:21:22.639 the farm. Such an incident would have been enough to 0:21:22.680 --> 0:21:26.360 send most people fleeing, but as Joe later said, it 0:21:26.400 --> 0:21:29.679 was difficult to walk away from such a convenient situation 0:21:30.880 --> 0:21:35.240 until the following night, at least once more. Late in 0:21:35.280 --> 0:21:38.480 the evening, Joe claimed he heard a knocking at his door. 0:21:39.480 --> 0:21:42.840 This time, however, the door was physically shifting in its 0:21:42.880 --> 0:21:46.719 frame under the weight of the blows. When Joe finally 0:21:46.720 --> 0:21:49.800 found the courage to open it once again, he found 0:21:49.800 --> 0:21:52.200 the same empty landing on the other side of it. 0:21:52.760 --> 0:21:57.000 Then something made him freeze. The heavy metal knocker was 0:21:57.040 --> 0:22:01.399 apparently hanging suspended perpendicular to the door, as if howled 0:22:01.440 --> 0:22:05.320 by an invisible hand. Joe claimed to have watched it 0:22:05.520 --> 0:22:09.280 tremble in place for several seconds until it slammed down 0:22:09.440 --> 0:22:13.000 heavy and loud against the wood, sending Joe jumping in 0:22:13.080 --> 0:22:16.240 fright back into the apartment and slamming the door shut 0:22:16.320 --> 0:22:19.600 behind him. Then he watched in horror as the door 0:22:19.680 --> 0:22:24.840 handle twisted and turned for several silent seconds. A tremendous 0:22:24.920 --> 0:22:28.880 blow shattered the lock and sent the door flinging violently inward. 0:22:29.760 --> 0:22:33.560 In terror, Joe fled into the night and sprinted desperately 0:22:33.640 --> 0:22:37.720 toward the main house, turning back to look at his apartment, 0:22:38.160 --> 0:22:41.440 where the broken door yawned open. He later a claim 0:22:41.520 --> 0:22:45.520 to see something standing in the doorway, a figure dressed 0:22:45.560 --> 0:22:50.040 in white and dripping wet, his face contorted in pain 0:22:50.400 --> 0:22:55.400 or anguish. A sound was emanating from his mouth, though 0:22:55.440 --> 0:22:59.200 it was muted, Joe had no doubt the man was screaming. 0:23:06.400 --> 0:23:08.800 Vicky and Rob are said to have been asleep when 0:23:08.800 --> 0:23:13.119 they heard Joe pounding on the front door, clearly in distress. 0:23:13.400 --> 0:23:15.679 They invited him to take a seat in the kitchen, 0:23:16.040 --> 0:23:21.560 then sprink. He apparently told them about everything he'd experienced 0:23:21.560 --> 0:23:25.560 so far. Vicki and Rob are said to have received 0:23:25.600 --> 0:23:29.840 it all with an almost eerie calm, much to Joe's surprise, 0:23:30.680 --> 0:23:33.240 But when he filled them in. On his confrontation with 0:23:33.359 --> 0:23:37.760 the man in red, Vicki's face apparently went pale. The 0:23:37.840 --> 0:23:39.639 three of them are said to have come to the 0:23:39.680 --> 0:23:45.200 conclusion that it was one of Herb Baumeister's victims. There 0:23:45.200 --> 0:23:49.640 are some who believed that malignancy reverberates that spectral after 0:23:49.720 --> 0:23:53.560 shocks can occur as the result of seismically awful events, 0:23:54.200 --> 0:23:58.240 that perhaps that is what happened at Fox Hollow Farm. 0:23:59.040 --> 0:24:02.440 After all, who else would the apparent entities be than 0:24:02.480 --> 0:24:06.959 the victims of Herb Baumeister's crimes, still lingering at the 0:24:07.000 --> 0:24:11.520 site of their end. This theory was endorsed, at least 0:24:11.560 --> 0:24:15.040 in Joe and the Graves's opinion, when a few days later, 0:24:15.480 --> 0:24:18.240 Rob was walking through the woods when just off the 0:24:18.280 --> 0:24:22.359 trail he saw a pile of leaves that looked newly assembled. 0:24:23.240 --> 0:24:25.840 Sitting plain as day on top of them was an 0:24:25.960 --> 0:24:30.479 intact human femur. It would have been an astonishing find, 0:24:30.720 --> 0:24:33.679 as the site had been thoroughly searched over many months, 0:24:33.960 --> 0:24:37.960 with thousands of tiny bone fragments already removed and cataloged. 0:24:38.680 --> 0:24:41.760 As Rob would later write, it felt to him like 0:24:41.800 --> 0:24:45.600 a plea, like a victim was reaching out, trying to 0:24:45.680 --> 0:24:49.320 let them know he was there. Vicky and Rob reached 0:24:49.359 --> 0:24:52.040 out to the local police and arranged for the bone 0:24:52.080 --> 0:24:56.800 to be taken in for testing. The lead investigator, Virgil Vandergriff, 0:24:56.880 --> 0:24:59.879 took responsibility and even agreed to come out to the 0:25:00.119 --> 0:25:03.040 farm to talk the graves through what had occurred there 0:25:03.240 --> 0:25:06.440 in whatever detail he could to put their worries at rest. 0:25:07.680 --> 0:25:11.400 In finding and offloading that bone, Rob, Vicki, and Joe 0:25:11.560 --> 0:25:14.399 are said to have begun to believe that maybe they'd 0:25:14.440 --> 0:25:19.000 released whatever entity remained ensnared at the farm. They thought 0:25:19.040 --> 0:25:22.199 of it as an exorcism of sorts. But there was 0:25:22.240 --> 0:25:32.159 one more twist to come, As Rob recounts it in 0:25:32.200 --> 0:25:35.280 his book. One early afternoon, Joe was sitting at his 0:25:35.400 --> 0:25:39.439 kitchen table when he apparently heard a scratching, rattling noise 0:25:39.600 --> 0:25:43.239 coming from the counter behind him. Turning, he saw that 0:25:43.320 --> 0:25:46.119 each of his sharp knives had been somehow taken from 0:25:46.200 --> 0:25:48.720 the butcher block and laid out in a neat row 0:25:48.880 --> 0:25:53.359 on the countertop. Drawing closer, he apparently saw that deep 0:25:53.440 --> 0:25:57.600 marks had been carved underneath them. It said that Joe 0:25:57.720 --> 0:26:03.600 instinctively thought that the scored inscription looked desperate, emotional, even angry. 0:26:04.480 --> 0:26:07.280 On an impulse, he reached for his phone and hit 0:26:07.320 --> 0:26:11.960 the record button, and in the silent, empty kitchen, he 0:26:12.040 --> 0:26:17.600 began to ask questions, who's there? Can we help you? 0:26:18.880 --> 0:26:24.919 But nothing came back. Then Fred began to growl, apparrenly, 0:26:25.000 --> 0:26:28.840 convinced that someone or something was with him in the kitchen. 0:26:29.680 --> 0:26:32.640 Joe is said to have repeated the question is there 0:26:32.680 --> 0:26:39.639 anyone there? Again, to no reply. Then he ended the recording. Later, 0:26:39.840 --> 0:26:43.040 Joe uploaded the file on his computer and hit playback. 0:26:44.119 --> 0:26:47.159 According to Rob, as Joe sat in the lonely quiet 0:26:47.160 --> 0:26:51.040 of his apartment, he listened as his voice repeatedly asked questions, 0:26:51.320 --> 0:26:54.400 with only the slight hiss of ambience heard in between. 0:26:55.520 --> 0:26:59.200 Then Fred's growl was hurt followed by Joe's final question 0:27:00.320 --> 0:27:05.200 is anyone there? Then, from out of the silence that ensued, 0:27:05.960 --> 0:27:10.159 Joe heard what sounded like a gravelly male voice. He 0:27:10.240 --> 0:27:13.600 pulled the clip back and played it out again in astonishment. 0:27:14.359 --> 0:27:19.320 It sounded like it was saying the married one. Excited 0:27:19.359 --> 0:27:22.879