THERÉSA: Hello, Hauntos, Welcome back Therésa and Len here.
LEN: Hello
THERÉSA: and we're about to turn our twosome into a threesome.
THERÉSA: By that, of course, I mean we're hiring an intern.
THERÉSA: Some of you may remember our old intern, Naomi, former
THERÉSA: UCLA student turned succubus who crossed over and no one's
THERÉSA: heard from her since. Well, Len has been screening resumes
THERÉSA: for her replacement, and he's chosen his top three candidates. Now,
THERÉSA: it's my turn to make a final selection, and unlike
THERÉSA: last time, we're going to be a lot more discerning. Okay,
THERÉSA: first resume, so exciting. Who do we have here? Bartholomew
THERÉSA: de Fry? Okay.
THERÉSA: Education, none. Relevant experience, town crier. Interests, falconry. Dead over
THERÉSA: seven hundred years. Okay, Len, this is reading black plague
THERÉSA: to me? Did this guy die of the plague? Because
THERÉSA: remember I said, no plague. They're freaky to look at
THERÉSA: and I don't even know how we'd catch them up
THERÉSA: on the culture let alone explained podcast.
LEN: [MUMBLES]
THERÉSA: I don't care how fast a learner he is. The
THERÉSA: boils are gross.
LEN: [MUMBLES]
THERÉSA: What do you mean he's a distant relative of yours?
THERÉSA: Is that why you're pushing this so hard. We're not
THERÉSA: nepo hiring your weird uncle or whatever. Let's get into
THERÉSA: our first story, and I'm going to pretend like you
THERÉSA: didn't sneak that resume into the pile. First up, today
THERÉSA: we'll hear from Lenzy and her husband Michael, a real
THERÉSA: fix it couple who did all of their own home renovations.
THERÉSA: Only it's a lot easier to rip out old flooring
THERÉSA: than it is to rip out old souls. I'm assuming I'm more
THERÉSA: of an ideas person when it comes to that kind
THERÉSA: of thing.
STORY A: All of a sudden, out of my peripheral I see
STORY A: something walk from out of our bathroom into our living room.
STORY A: In his quick stride across the door, I can see
STORY A: his hands move and his fingers were long, like not human.
STORY A: I'm Lenzy, and I was dealing with something in my
STORY A: old house. In 2018, I reconnected with a friend from
STORY A: high school who knew somebody who had an older house
STORY A: that he was trying to rent out. But it was
STORY A: just beat up, and it needed new plumbing and a
STORY A: new kitchen and just the whole works. And as long
STORY A: as we fixed it up, we could rent it for
STORY A: five hundred dollars a month. The house was a steal
STORY A: and getting my hands a little dirty along the way
STORY A: and learning some craftsman skills seem like a good thing.
STORY A: My husband and I moved in. The first time we
STORY A: pulled up to the house, the outside looked mangled. The
STORY A: bushes were overgrown. You could just tell it hadn't been
STORY A: occupied in a while. It was a pale blue color
STORY A: with white shutters, and it had a big brick porch
STORY A: at the very front. When you walked in, it would
STORY A: open to a big living room. From there, down the
STORY A: hallway it would go to a kitchen which was completely destructed.
STORY A: The flooring could not hold any weight, so we ended
STORY A: up having to fix the flooring add new plumbing. But
STORY A: once we put paint on it, it worked for us
STORY A: and we're happy and we made it work. In Cottageville,
STORY A: South Carolina, there are stories of a lot of unexplained activity.
STORY A: For example, back in 2013, the town hall caught fire.
STORY A: It was kind of mysterious. Nobody really knows how the
STORY A: fire started. They think it was maybe old electrical. As
STORY A: you're standing outside, huge flames, ginormous flames, and there are
STORY A: pictures that were circulated of what looks like the devil
STORY A: coming out of the flames. There are stories of a
STORY A: little girl in the old police department. The old police
STORY A: department was originally an elementary school, and there's stories of
STORY A: a little girl in a white dress with red eyes,
STORY A: and she would chase you up and down the hallways. Jeffrey,
STORY A: the chief of police, and one of his officers ended
STORY A: up shooting at this entity and there were bullet holes
STORY A: in the brick from where they were shooting at it.
STORY A: So yeah, there is a lot of unexplained activity around Cottageville.
STORY A: My husband, Michael, is a police officer. He was working night shift,
STORY A: so I was alone a lot.
STORY A: The older seasoned guys they got day shifts, so they
STORY A: put the young guys on night shift. We do like
STORY A: switch shifts, so every eight weeks we're on days, eight
STORY A: weeks we're on nights. Night shift definitely sucks.
STORY A: I was very lonely, so we adopted a golden retriever
STORY A: and named him Parker. We would spend absolutely every day together.
STORY A: Having Parker there made the late nights and my husband
STORY A: being gone a lot feel much more comfortable, and I
STORY A: felt much safer knowing that Parker was close by. One night,
STORY A: I am lying in the bed and I noticed Parker
STORY A: standing in our doorway to our bedroom, staring up at
STORY A: the ceiling, and he is moving his head in a
STORY A: way that would suggest he's watching something crawl across our ceiling.
STORY A: I look up, there's nothing there. This freaked me out.
STORY A: I immediately told him to get in the bed with
STORY A: me and to stop doing that. A little while later, he's
STORY A: doing it again. He's staring up at the ceiling, watching
STORY A: something moving with his eyes, and then he just lays
STORY A: his head down and he'll look up again, like one
STORY A: more time, we'll watch it, and then he just lays
STORY A: back down. Immediately, you go to the logical explanation of
STORY A: there's a bug or dust, but there was nothing there.
STORY A: And I didn't know how to explain it at that time,
STORY A: and I don't think I know how to explain it now.
STORY A: That was kind of the first thing, was Parker seeing something.
STORY A: Then it progressed to one night, my husband just got
STORY A: home from a long night shift and we're lying in
STORY A: the bed getting comfortable, and I start hearing what sounds
STORY A: like the kitchen sink turning on and turning off, and
STORY A: then it would turn on and then it would turn off.
STORY A: I nudged my husband, ask him if he's hearing what
STORY A: I'm hearing.
STORY A: I hear what sounded like the faucet turning on and off,
STORY A: like the water hitting the metal sink. I'm like, there's
STORY A: no way. It goes on for like twenty minutes.
STORY A: It wasn't the bathroom. You could tell the difference of
STORY A: the sounds. So if it had been in the bathroom,
STORY A: it would have been to the right of us and
STORY A: much closer, whereas this one was to the left of
STORY A: us and much further away. We get up and we
STORY A: head to the kitchen, flip on the kitchen light. We look.
STORY A: I wipe my hand across the sink. It was bone dry.
STORY A: There was no water leaking or anything like that. I
STORY A: actually checked the faucet make sure it was all the
STORY A: way off, stayed there and watched no drips, no nothing.
STORY A: That was kind of creepy.
STORY A: I looked at my husband. That was the sink, right?
STORY A: He says, yes, he heard it as well.
STORY A: It's an old house, you know, it could be a leak,
STORY A: but there's no water on the floor. I even checked
STORY A: underneath the sink. Nothing. It was just completely dry and I
STORY A: was like, wow, that is unexplainable.
STORY A: We both just kind of shrug our shoulders and go
STORY A: get back in the bed. At that point, we didn't
STORY A: think it was anything paranormal, just weird pipes. The next night,
STORY A: my husband again is working night shift. It was just me.
STORY A: I'm lying in the bed and I'm hearing with like
STORY A: furniture being moved around in the living room or being
STORY A: shoved up against the wall. It goes on for maybe
STORY A: ten minutes. I'm thinking somebody is breaking into our home
STORY A: and they are ransacking our living room. So I'm lying
STORY A: there contemplating how I'm going to defend myself, feeling completely
STORY A: trapped and terrified, until I don't hear it anymore. I
STORY A: get up and I go and I look. I walked
STORY A: into the kitchen, walked into the spare room. Nothing has changed,
STORY A: nothing has been moved. It's completely normal, as if nothing
STORY A: had ever happened. I checked the back door. Nobody had
STORY A: been in the house beside me. I went back to bed,
STORY A: trying to go to sleep, watching TV, and out of
STORY A: my peripheral vision, I see what looks like somebody walk
STORY A: across our bedroom into the bathroom. It was an extremely
STORY A: tall figure. I noticed his hands and his fingers were
STORY A: extremely long, longer than any human. They are nearly down
STORY A: to his knees, and it was darker than dark, pitch black,
STORY A: as if a shadow had a shadow. It walks into
STORY A: the bathroom and about five seconds later, it turns around
STORY A: and it walks back towards the living room. This entity
STORY A: paces back and forth through our hallway. I was terrified
STORY A: and frozen at the same time. Didn't want to move
STORY A: in case it would look over at me, so I
STORY A: tried to stay as still as possible as to not
STORY A: draw attention. Once a couple of minutes had passed, I
STORY A: didn't see anything, no movement. And when I don't see
STORY A: him anymore, I take my opportunity to get Parker and
STORY A: myself out. I am freaked out. I call my husband
STORY A: hysterical about there's somebody in the house and when I looked,
STORY A: I can't find them, and I don't feel safe in
STORY A: the house.
STORY A: I'm like, Lenzy, pack your stuff, get what you need
STORY A: for tonight, go to your mom's.
STORY A: So I chose to drive the hour away to my mom's,
STORY A: where at least I knew I was safe. I stayed
STORY A: at my mom's for three to four days until I
STORY A: finally got the courage to come back to the house.
STORY A: The next night, my husband got home. We're lying in
STORY A: the bed. I'm trying to go to sleep, but I'm
STORY A: not asleep yet. All of a sudden, I hear police
STORY A: sirens going off. So my eyes just kind of open
STORY A: and they go towards the window and I see something
STORY A: by my side of the bed. It's extremely dark, very tall,
STORY A: very long fingers standing over me, leaning down, watching me sleep.
STORY A: But this time I can see more of it. It
STORY A: has no face, no nose, there was nothing. It was
STORY A: just complete black, complete darkness. I throw myself across my
STORY A: husband to the other side of the room.
STORY A: She just flails over me, screaming, hollering in full on
STORY A: panic mode. I'm like, what is going on?
STORY A: My husband sees me pointing. This thing is trying to
STORY A: get me, and I know it's only after me.
STORY A: I'm not believing what I'm seeing. I'm seeing this tall,
STORY A: dark figure. The whole silhouette is black. At this point,
STORY A: It's like, what is that?
STORY A: He was able to see it standing there.
STORY A: He's got like a coat and his fingers were very long,
STORY A: I would say about ten to twelve inches long, all
STORY A: kind of feelings come across. I get like a dull,
STORY A: disgusting feeling. You feel like very, very depressed.
STORY A: And it just kind of dissipated into the floor. It
STORY A: didn't melt, it just evaporated.
STORY A: At that point, I was worried about me and Lenzy.
STORY A: I was worried that this thing was going to harm us.
STORY A: This thing is already bold enough to be in our
STORY A: room while we're sleeping. Who knows what else is capable of.
STORY A: He immediately was on the phone calling family, anybody that
STORY A: he knew that would have a Bible or anything religious
STORY A: that we could bring into the house to hopefully help
STORY A: stop what we're seeing.
STORY A: I called my grandparents. They have all kinds of bibles,
STORY A: family big Bibles, little travel-sized bibles, regular bibles. We got
STORY A: a whole box of bibles.
STORY A: We put one in our room, in our living room, one
STORY A: in the kitchen.
STORY A: On top of the refrigerator, under the sink. We kept
STORY A: them all over the place. And we started praying, Dear Heavenly Father,
STORY A: please look over us. Let Lenzy know that you're there.
STORY A: Any evil forces wash them away, Lord. I'll actually recite verses
STORY A: in the Bible where it talks about God is always
STORY A: with us.
STORY A: When we first started placing the bibles, it felt like
STORY A: nothing was going to work, and this was just going
STORY A: to be the new normal, just being terrified every night.
STORY A: I continue to pray that it would work. It took
STORY A: a couple of days but a toxic kind of fog
STORY A: in the house dissipated and it just went away.
STORY A: I don't know what it was, but I know it
STORY A: was pure evil.
STORY A: From then on, we never had another experience. I have
STORY A: not seen or heard or felt anything else.
THERÉSA: This is an approach I haven't seen before. Shove bibles
THERÉSA: all over your home. I like it. Paranormal mothballs, whatever works, right?
THERÉSA: Let's take a quick break and then we'll dive into
THERÉSA: the rest of our resume stack.
THERÉSA: Okay, let's see... who's next in our list of potential interns?
THERÉSA: Ron Platts seems like he died in this century with
THERÉSA: no visible bumps, breaks, or bleeds. That's a good start.
THERÉSA: He's got a dual degree in audio production and business management. Okay.
THERÉSA: His interests are chess and rice grain carvings. Len, I'm
THERÉSA: starting to regret having you screen applications. We have to
THERÉSA: spend all eternity with this person. Next, Oh, a video
THERÉSA: submission now we're talking.
KENZIE: Hey Haunting team! Kenzie, here! I'm a spooky spitfire who
KENZIE: kicked the can the way all hotties do. Stomach problems.
KENZIE: But I didn't let a little E.Coli keep me down. I'm
KENZIE: a mover and shaker here in the afterlife, and I'm
KENZIE: looking for my next opportunity with you.
THERÉSA: Ah, Len
KENZIE: I know how to work hard and look good doing it.
KENZIE: I'm one smart cookie who excels under pressure and thrives
KENZIE: in a fast paced environment. Heck, if I can survive
KENZIE: Bama Rush, I can survive anything except E. Coli. When
KENZIE: the going gets tough, the tough called Kenzie. Thank you
KENZIE: for your consideration and I look forward to hearing from you.
THERÉSA: Wow. Did you see her diamond nameplate necklace, the wide
THERÉSA: leg suede boots. That is what this team needs. We're
THERÉSA: making an offer, but before we do, we've got our
THERÉSA: next story on deck, and in this one, we have
THERÉSA: another babysitter thrown to the wolves. If you're hiring someone
THERÉSA: to work in a haunted house, you have to warn
THERÉSA: them guys. I get it. It makes finding people hard,
THERÉSA: but it's only fair.
STORY B: I was working in a very small town in Louisiana
STORY B: as a nanny, and every Wednesday something would end up
STORY B: happening in the house, something paranormal, and I was just scared.
STORY B: I am thinking that I probably need to mention to
STORY B: the family that I am feeling uncomfortable, but knowing that
STORY B: this family is very religious, I was hesitant to talk
STORY B: to them. I thought they would think I was a lunatic,
STORY B: so I really didn't have anyone to confide in about
STORY B: my experiences. My name is Amanda and I was haunted
STORY B: at work for six months. It is 2013. I was
STORY B: a single mom of a five year old living in
STORY B: a very small town in northern Louisiana. Being a very
STORY B: small town, there were very few job opportunities. I have
STORY B: a passion for children, and I found a nanny recruiting
STORY B: agency online. They had posted that they needed a full-time nanny,
STORY B: so I applied directly through the website. Got an interview setup,
STORY B: and that is how I met Dana and Tom.
STORY B: They needed a full time nanny for their two children,
STORY B: Josie and Jackie. Josie was a newborn and Jackie was
STORY B: three at the time. When I pulled into the driveway
STORY B: for my first interview, I was blown away by how
STORY B: beautiful this home was and how large it was. It
STORY B: was a two story white plantation home with black shutters.
STORY B: It's an old house. It was built in 1923. Typical
STORY B: of northern Louisiana, it had an all wooden wrap around
STORY B: porch and two porch swings. When I first walked in
STORY B: and was greeted by Dana and Tom, they were just
STORY B: like an extremely welcoming family. The first thing I noticed
STORY B: was all of the original hardwood floor. The entire home
STORY B: had all original hardwood floor. It had huge crown molding
STORY B: around it. The interview process was interesting. Dana and Tom
STORY B: were both very friendly, but they took the safety of
STORY B: their children very seriously, so there was a lot of
STORY B: questions on in this situation, how would you handle it?
STORY B: In case of an emergency, what are your steps? And
STORY B: then the last question that they asked me in the
STORY B: interview was if I believed in God. Being in you know,
STORY B: northern Louisiana where it is the Bible Belt, it was
STORY B: not an uncommon question to be asked. I said yes
STORY B: to the question. All they said was good and then
STORY B: they offered me the job and I accepted.
STORY B: On my first day, Dana and Tom had guidelines and
STORY B: expectations for me taking care of Josie and Jackie. I
STORY B: was allowed to go in the kitchen to prepare the
STORY B: bottles and the meals for the children. I was able
STORY B: to utilize the restroom, and I was able to be
STORY B: in the front room, which was their living room. But
STORY B: they told me that we could not go upstairs, so
STORY B: I thought that was strange. A normal day started at
STORY B: eight am. I would enter the home. The children were
STORY B: usually asleep, so I would just sit until they woke up.
STORY B: I would change their diapers, get them breakfast started. They
STORY B: had a large Great Dane who I let out every
STORY B: morning when I got there, but other than that, it
STORY B: was strictly Josie and Jackie. The first week went fantastic.
STORY B: We're getting a good routine down. The second week that
STORY B: I was there, it was on a Wednesday. I was
STORY B: rocking Josie, feeding her a bottle, and Jackie asked me
STORY B: if we could go upstairs and play. That was something
STORY B: that she asked me every day. Because I was feeding
STORY B: Josie a bottle. I said, let me finish feeding Josie,
STORY B: find an activity to do in the meantime, and we
STORY B: will go upstairs when we're finished. A few minutes have
STORY B: passed and I hear her run up the stairs. Then,
STORY B: I could hear running above me going down the hallway.
STORY B: I was immediately frustrated because I had told Jackie not
STORY B: to go upstairs and that she would have to wait
STORY B: until I was done feeding Josie. I think Jackie went
STORY B: upstairs because she wanted to get a toy that was upstairs.
STORY B: She was being a typical toddler, being defiant and going
STORY B: to do what she wanted to do. And I think
STORY B: that she was running because she knew that she was
STORY B: not supposed to be upstairs. So I walked over to
STORY B: the foot of the stairs and I could still hear
STORY B: her running, and I yelled Jackie! Come downstairs! As soon
STORY B: as I yelled for her to come down, the running stopped.
STORY B: I waited for her to come down the stairs, thinking
STORY B: that she was in trouble, but I heard nothing, and
STORY B: then right behind me, I hear Jackie say, I'm right here.
STORY B: If it wasn't Jackie upstairs, who was it? I did
STORY B: not want to be in the home anymore. I really
STORY B: just was freaked out. So I grabbed the girls and
STORY B: we went outside and played until lunchtime. When I had
STORY B: to reenter the home to make lunch for Jackie, I
STORY B: was very uneasy being in the home. The scariest part
STORY B: was I had to pass the stairwell to enter the kitchen.
STORY B: But the rest of the afternoon went completely normal, with
STORY B: no other noises in the home. But I had this
STORY B: gut feeling that this was not a isolated incident, that
STORY B: this was going to continue. So fast forward a week.
STORY B: It is a Wednesday. I'm sitting on the couch feeding Josie,
STORY B: and something in the hallway keeps catching my eye. When
STORY B: I finally decided to look, I saw a huge black
STORY B: mass working its way down the wall in the hallway.
STORY B: It wasn't a person, it was a huge shadow going
STORY B: down the wall. I watched this shadow slowly move across
STORY B: the wall and enter a hallway closet. When it entered
STORY B: the closet, I heard an audible growl. It wasn't extremely loud,
STORY B: but loud enough for me to know that it was
STORY B: a growl. It was almost like a [growl]. I had never
STORY B: heard a growl before from something unknown. The family did
STORY B: have a dog. They had a huge Great Dane, but
STORY B: she was sitting right next to me and made no
STORY B: noise whatsoever. I don't remember the dog reacting to this
STORY B: at all. My mind immediately knew it was something unexplainable.
STORY B: I got the worst feeling in my chest and the
STORY B: pit of my stomach, like just something bad about to happen.
STORY B: So I quickly grabbed Josie, grabbed Jackie and got the
STORY B: heck out. The feeling that I had inside, the growl,
STORY B: the blackness. There was no way that that was something
STORY B: positive that was not going to harm me or the girls.
STORY B: As soon as the girls and I got outside, we
STORY B: got some fresh air and time away from the house.
STORY B: I immediately felt better. My feeling of dread went away,
STORY B: but I still did not want to go back in
STORY B: that house. The girls and I stayed outside until Dana
STORY B: got home around four pm. As soon as Dana got home,
STORY B: she asked how our day was. I lied to her.
STORY B: I said the day was great. I gathered my things
STORY B: and I left. I was afraid that if I told
STORY B: her the truth, I would lose my job, because it's
STORY B: just something you don't hear about often. You know, this
STORY B: stranger has been in your home taking care of your
STORY B: two small children for two weeks, and they come to
STORY B: you telling you that they saw a dark shadow and
STORY B: a growl in the hallway. Like I thought they would
STORY B: think I was a lunatic. There was no explanation for
STORY B: this one. I go back the next day and I
STORY B: was definitely on guard. I was still very on edge,
STORY B: but nothing happened again until the following Wednesday.
STORY B: It was a normal day, hot and humid in Louisiana.
STORY B: At two o'clock, I had to leave with the girls
STORY B: to pick up my son from school. I am in
STORY B: my car getting ready to leave, and I had the
STORY B: kids in the car with me. I get a text
STORY B: from my mom asking for a photo of the house
STORY B: because I had talked about how beautiful this plantation home was.
STORY B: So I pulled out my phone snapped a quick picture
STORY B: of the house. I sent it to my mom and
STORY B: put my phone away and carried on going to pick
STORY B: up my son from school. When I returned, we got
STORY B: everybody unloaded out of the car, got inside. I checked
STORY B: my phone and I had a text from my mom
STORY B: saying how beautiful the house was, but asked who was
STORY B: in the house? And I'm thinking, what are you talking about?
STORY B: No one is in the house. So I went back
STORY B: to the gallery on my phone, opened it up and
STORY B: immediately started zooming in on all of the windows in
STORY B: the home. I zoom in on all the bottom floor windows,
STORY B: don't see anything. I move up to the top level
STORY B: and on the last window on the top right, I
STORY B: see a full black figure standing in this window. There
STORY B: is a legit person standing in this window. I mean,
STORY B: I was just snapping a quick picture. How did I
STORY B: catch that? You know? Seeing the shadow made me feel
STORY B: like my experiences were truly explainable now, like this is
STORY B: something real, This is something paranormal, and I have proof
STORY B: of it. At this point, I'm freaked out. This house
STORY B: is very, very haunted. I am thinking that I probably
STORY B: need to mention to the family my experiences and that
STORY B: I am feeling uncomfortable in the house. So I asked
STORY B: the mom if she had experienced anything in the home before,
STORY B: and she said yes, which surprised me. She told me
STORY B: that one night she was getting up to feed Josie
STORY B: and the front door and the back door were completely open.
STORY B: She said that, you know, maybe it was the wind,
STORY B: but deep down inside, based on my experiences, I am
STORY B: just assuming that this is a paranormal experience. She also
STORY B: mentioned that they would hear someone walking or running up
STORY B: in the hallway above the living room. And then they
STORY B: said that they would hear doors slamming upstairs when no
STORY B: one was home. And I had told her that I
STORY B: didn't experience the doors opening or closing by themselves, but
STORY B: I had experienced hearing the footsteps running upstairs. I just
STORY B: wanted her to know about my experiences that I wasn't quitting.
STORY B: I just wanted to be, you know, transparent with her.
STORY B: She respected that and we just kind of moved on
STORY B: from it. So I worked with this family for about
STORY B: six months and every Wednesday something would end up happening. Not
STORY B: as big as the first three experiences, but something unexplainable
STORY B: would happen. I think it was trying to grab my attention,
STORY B: Hey I'm here, just trying to show me what it
STORY B: was capable of.
STORY B: After it got my attention and I knew it was there,
STORY B: it just no longer needed to do something big, you know.
STORY B: And I thought it was very strange that my experiences
STORY B: only occurred on Wednesdays. Because of my experiences that happened
STORY B: in this house, I am now a paranormal investigator. I
STORY B: now have a passion for trying to find out why
STORY B: the paranormal happens, what causes hauntings, and I try to
STORY B: help people who are experiencing what I experienced. I would
STORY B: love to go back in the house and actually investigate
STORY B: it with the knowledge that I have now and the
STORY B: tools that I have, I would love to go back
STORY B: in that house. I don't think that paranormal activity will
STORY B: ever stop there.
THERÉSA: Okay, it's not too often we ghosts inspire. We're really
THERÉSA: jump starting careers over here on Haunting. Speaking of which,
THERÉSA: we're taking a little break before we call Kenzie and
THERÉSA: give her the good news.
KENZIE: Hello?
LEN: [MUMBLES]
KENZIE: Hello?
LEN: [MUMBLES]
KENZIE: Sorry, it's really hard to hear.
THERÉSA: Just give it to me, Len. Hey girl hey! Is
THERÉSA: this Kenzie?
KENZIE: This is.
THERÉSA: It's Therésa and I'm about to rock your underworld.
KENZIE: Oh no, thank you! Just please take me off this list.
THERÉSA: Wait wait, wait, wait, you applied for an internship with us.
THERÉSA: It's Therésa!
KENZIE: Oh! From the Supernatural Pet Rescue.
THERÉSA: No, it's
KENZIE: The Wrongful Death paralegal position.
THERÉSA: No, it's actually the one where.
KENZIE: Wait you're not calling from Netflix, are you?
THERÉSA: No, no. No from Haunting, Purgatory's top podcast where we
THERÉSA: share totally true supernatural stories from the Great Beyond.
KENZIE: Oh right.
THERÉSA: Well we have good news. You got the job, miss girl, woo!
KENZIE: Awesome. Thank you so much. Why don't you send over
KENZIE: an offer and I'll take some time to think about it.
THERÉSA: Oh yeah, sure, take time to think about it.
KENZIE: Just like include like a rate, PTO, benefits, proposed schedule.
KENZIE: I'll need Fridays off because that's when I haunt my
KENZIE: friend's ski house. You know, general role trajectory. What else?
THERÉSA: Haha? Okay, yeah.
KENZIE: But yeah, thanks so much for calling babe. Kisses!
THERÉSA: Kisses. Are you kidding me? Absolutely not? That was insane, Len,
THERÉSA: am I crazy?
LEN: Rude.
THERÉSA: So rude, right? Okay, obviously cut that entire part. We'll
THERÉSA: figure out something else to put here in post. Let's
THERÉSA: just jump right to the closer. Kenzie was thrilled to
THERÉSA: get the offer, but turns out we actually don't need
THERÉSA: an intern anymore. Things change by the minute here at Haunting. Sorry,
THERÉSA: girl! But keep working hard and one day you might be
THERÉSA: sitting in my chair. Well, that's all we've got. As always,
THERÉSA: if you've got a spooky story to share, email Len
THERÉSA: at HauntingThePodcast@gmail.com and you could be featured on an upcoming episode.
THERÉSA: See you next time. Sorry, I'm still reeling. No one
THERÉSA: in my life has ever talked to me like that.
THERÉSA: I need to lie down.
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CREDITS: iHeart Podcast. Haunting is created and executive produced by Nancy Glass,
CREDITS: Andrea Gunning, Ben Fetterman, and Lauren Lapkus, and it is
CREDITS: hosted by Lauren Lapkus as her character Therésa. Producer Len
CREDITS: Walker is played by Trey Morgan. Kenzie is played by
CREDITS: Gia Burns. Haunting is written by Aleah Welsh, with additional
CREDITS: writing by Nancy Glass, Trey Morgan, and Ben Fetterman. Editing
CREDITS: and sound designed by Matt Delvecchio and mixed by Dave Saia.
CREDITS: Operations and production support by Kristen Melchiorre. Additional production support
CREDITS: by Curry Richman and Todd Ganz. Haunting's theme and original
CREDITS: compositions were composed by Oliver Baines and Dorry Macauley of Noiser
CREDITS: Music Library provided by Mybe Music. Special thanks to Speakeasy
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