Speaker 1: Hello, it's Richard mcclin smith Here. Season seven of Unexplained
Speaker 1: will begin on Friday, July twenty eighth, as we replay
Speaker 1: some of our favorite episodes in the meantime. This week,
Speaker 1: we're going back to July twenty eighteen for me. The
Speaker 1: Spanish film Veronica, directed by Paco Plaza and released in
Speaker 1: twenty seventeen, is without doubt one of the best horror
Speaker 1: films depicting demonic possession of recent times. Incredibly, the true
Speaker 1: story it's based on is even more terrifying. Incidentally, if
Speaker 1: you want my absolute favorite film about possession, which also
Speaker 1: happens to be just one of the greatest films of
Speaker 1: all time, that would be Andre Zelewski's nineteen eighty one
Speaker 1: masterpiece Possession. But for now, Here's Unexplained, Season three, Episode
Speaker 1: seven shadow play. To paraphrase author Terry Pratchett, though light
Speaker 1: might think it travels fastest, darkness appears always to find
Speaker 1: a way of arriving first. Wherever light goes, it seems
Speaker 1: the darkness is already there, ready in waiting. In the
Speaker 1: United States, Detroit Institute of Arts hangs a strange and
Speaker 1: captivating painting of an unconscious woman dressed in white, her
Speaker 1: body stretched out across a bed, with her arms and
Speaker 1: head dangling toward the floor. Squatting on her chest, staring
Speaker 1: out at the picture with dark red eyes is a
Speaker 1: peculiar and somewhat grotesque cherubic imp. Though the woman is
Speaker 1: bathed in light, the imp, clearly a creature of the night,
Speaker 1: resolutely remains steadfastly, refusing to be cast back into the shadows,
Speaker 1: and in the darkness beyond, another creature is emerging, a
Speaker 1: black horse with flared nostrils and bright white eyes. The Nightmare,
Speaker 1: painted by Henry Fuselli in seventeen eighty one, serves as
Speaker 1: an ironic repost to the Enlightenment, Europe's pervading cultural movement
Speaker 1: of the day, or, as art historian doctor Noel Paulson
Speaker 1: puts it, the painting demonstrates the ultimate futility of light
Speaker 1: to penetrate or explore the darker realms of the unconscious.
Speaker 1: For many, myself included, the picture brings to mind the
Speaker 1: terrifying and vivid effects of sleep paralysis, an uncanny phenomenon
Speaker 1: that can result in the seemingly very real experience of
Speaker 1: believing you have woken from sleep, only to find yourself
Speaker 1: completely paralyzed. Though I am now familiar with the experience
Speaker 1: enough to know it when it happens, what I have
Speaker 1: never grown used to are the occasions when I believe
Speaker 1: I have woken up to find not only am I
Speaker 1: unable to move, but that there is a shadowy humanoid
Speaker 1: creature standing over me. Much worse, when that figure scurries
Speaker 1: out from the corner of the room and launches itself
Speaker 1: at me as I fight to regain consciousness. It was
Speaker 1: some time before I discovered others had also had similar
Speaker 1: experiences to myself, and that these illusory creatures had a name,
Speaker 1: shadow people. The terms modern iteration was popularized by Art Bell,
Speaker 1: the much missed late night talk show host who sadly
Speaker 1: died in April of this year. It was back in
Speaker 1: April two thousand one that Art dedicated an entire episode
Speaker 1: of his pioneering Coast to Coast AM show to the
Speaker 1: discussion of the phenomena. Listening to it again recently, I
Speaker 1: was struck by how similar my own experiences had been
Speaker 1: to those described by his listeners, but also how different
Speaker 1: some of them were, too, like the ones where listeners
Speaker 1: claimed to have seen shadow people when they were wide awake,
Speaker 1: for example, or those who had come across their children
Speaker 1: talking to themselves late at night, only for their children
Speaker 1: to tell them that they weren't talking to themselves. The
Speaker 1: episode reminded me also of a deeply unsettling story I
Speaker 1: came across recently, regarding the twenty seventeen film Veronica. The
Speaker 1: film tells the story of a teenage girl from a
Speaker 1: suburb in Madrid who dies in terrifying circumstances after fooling
Speaker 1: around with a Ouiji board. Many may, no doubt have
Speaker 1: seen the film, but did you know that it was
Speaker 1: based on a true story. You're listening to unexplained and
Speaker 1: I'm Richard mc lean smith. Please, said the operator. You
Speaker 1: need to calm down. You say there's someone in your house. No,
Speaker 1: not some one, came back, the desperate voice on the
Speaker 1: other end of the line. Something please hurry. Maximo Gutierrez
Speaker 1: had placed the call to his local police station in
Speaker 1: the early hours of November twenty seventh, nineteen ninety two,
Speaker 1: going on to explain that his family were being terrorized
Speaker 1: by something in their apartment and that they didn't know
Speaker 1: what to do. The operator listened with amusement as Maximo
Speaker 1: frantically recounted the events of that night. He had been
Speaker 1: woken by the screams of his terrified wife, Concepcion, shouting
Speaker 1: about some one she couldn't see, pressing down on her
Speaker 1: chest and grabbing at her arms and legs. Within seconds,
Speaker 1: an incessant banging could be heard reverberating around the flat.
Speaker 1: Concepcion screams, along with the terrible thumps, had brought four
Speaker 1: of the couple's five children racing in fear into the bedroom.
Speaker 1: Their fifth child, being a young baby, was now crying
Speaker 1: in its cot, panicked by all the commotion. Moments later,
Speaker 1: the petrified family gathered in the living room, only to
Speaker 1: watch with horror as the crucifix nailed to the wall
Speaker 1: seemingly turned upside down on its own accord. Maximo concluded
Speaker 1: that they had decided to stay together in the family
Speaker 1: room since they were too afraid to leave the apartment. Why,
Speaker 1: asked the operator, Because there was something standing at the
Speaker 1: end of the hallway blocking their way out, he replied.
Speaker 1: Wary of how all this might sound, Maximo passed the
Speaker 1: phone around his wife and children, who all repeated the
Speaker 1: same to the operator with equal desperation. If their story
Speaker 1: seemed confusing to the officer. The distress in their voices
Speaker 1: at least was real enough. The officer duly advised Maximo
Speaker 1: to keep the family together and try to stay calm,
Speaker 1: and offered to send a squad car to investigate at
Speaker 1: the first available opportunity. It would be another forty minutes, however,
Speaker 1: before Chief Inspector Jose Pedro Negri, along with four other
Speaker 1: armed officers, pulled up alongside the vast thirteen story housing
Speaker 1: block on Calier Louis Marin. The street was located in
Speaker 1: the Veyeka district of Madrid in Spain, a proud and
Speaker 1: tight working class neighborhood on the southeastern fringes of the city.
Speaker 1: On exiting the car into the freezing night air, the
Speaker 1: offices were surprised to find the family, including the baby,
Speaker 1: whose conception clasped firmly to her chest, now standing in
Speaker 1: a huddle in the entrance way to the apartment block.
Speaker 1: Approaching them from across the road, it was clear to
Speaker 1: the bespectacled Inspector Negri that they were in a state
Speaker 1: of deep distress. Maximo explained that they had been unable
Speaker 1: to withstand the strange activity any longer and finally plucked
Speaker 1: up the courage to abandon the apartment. Moments later, having
Speaker 1: been reassured by the presence of the police, Maximo, followed
Speaker 1: by the rest of the family, led the offices into
Speaker 1: the building and towards the apartment. Anxious faces peered out
Speaker 1: from behind half closed doors as the family and police
Speaker 1: officers made their way along the narrow hallway, with Inspector
Speaker 1: Negri assuring each one as they passed that all was
Speaker 1: fine and to go back inside. Finally, Maximo stopped through here,
Speaker 1: he said, pointing the way into the flat. Negree could
Speaker 1: clearly see the reticence on the family's faces as they
Speaker 1: lingered outside the entrance. Taking the lead, he made his
Speaker 1: way inside, followed closely behind by the other officers. Clean
Speaker 1: and well kept, if a little cramped for a family
Speaker 1: of seven, the flat seemed much like any other family
Speaker 1: home that Negrie had visited, with the exception of one thing.
Speaker 1: On stepping into the living room, Negrew's attention had been
Speaker 1: caught immediately by what looked like some kind of shrine.
Speaker 1: Lined up along the mantel piece of a back wall,
Speaker 1: a row of vases filled with bright plastic flowers, small
Speaker 1: angel figurines made from porcelain, and just above it, in
Speaker 1: the middle of the wall, hung a large painting of
Speaker 1: a girl, and underneath it was the original photo of
Speaker 1: the same, all watched over by the beatific face of Jesus.
Speaker 1: Come and sit, said Maximo, inviting the police to join
Speaker 1: him around the dining table. The officers looked to each
Speaker 1: other with concern, having expected to be chasing out an
Speaker 1: intruder by now. It will only happen when we are calm,
Speaker 1: he continued. The officers sat down at the table while
Speaker 1: the rest of the family gathered round, a look of
Speaker 1: apprehension on their faces. Negree watched intrigued as Conception collected herself,
Speaker 1: before nodding to one of her children to switch off
Speaker 1: the light. Though it was dark, Negree was still able
Speaker 1: to see all the family gathered close to the table
Speaker 1: when the sound of a cupboard door creaking open broke
Speaker 1: the silence. Moments later, another door was opened suddenly, before
Speaker 1: violently slamming back shut with an almighty bank. An officer
Speaker 1: jumped from the table and swiftly turned on the light,
Speaker 1: revealing at the far side of the room a cupboard
Speaker 1: door which had been closed when they sat down was
Speaker 1: now wide open. Inspector Negrey walked over to the door
Speaker 1: and pushed it shut, expecting it to loosely swing back open,
Speaker 1: but it remained firmly shut. He turned back to the
Speaker 1: family and looked again to the shrine along the back wall.
Speaker 1: Her name was Estefania, the couple's third child. She had
Speaker 1: died just over a year ago, explained Conception, before proceeding
Speaker 1: to tell the offices about everything that had happened ever since.
Speaker 1: It had all started after the death of Conception's father
Speaker 1: in nineteen ninety, when he had fallen gravely ill that year.
Speaker 1: Although they had rarely got on, Conception requested that the
Speaker 1: family gather round his hospital bedside to comfort him in
Speaker 1: his final moments. However, it was reported that the elderly man,
Speaker 1: still bitter and cantankerous from many years of family feuds,
Speaker 1: was unmoved by the gesture, vowing that not even death
Speaker 1: would prevent him from continuing to be a nuisance to
Speaker 1: the family. A short time after the old man died, Estefania,
Speaker 1: who was sixteen at the time, arrived at school one morning,
Speaker 1: shocked to discover that her friend's boyfriend had been tragically
Speaker 1: killed in a motorcycle accident. At some point, perhaps in
Speaker 1: an effort to alleviate her friend's suffering, Estefania made a
Speaker 1: peculiar suggestion, what if she thought they tried to contact him.
Speaker 1: Her friend, who had been understandably devastated by the death,
Speaker 1: leapt at the opportunity, desperate for any comfort she might find.
Speaker 1: A few days later, Estefania set off on the short
Speaker 1: journey to the Colegio Aragon, located barely five minutes walk
Speaker 1: from her family's apartment, with something extra peeking out of
Speaker 1: her rucksack, her Wigi board. That afternoon, she and her friend,
Speaker 1: along with another classmate, made their way to the back
Speaker 1: of the playing field, finding a quiet, secluded spot in
Speaker 1: the shadow of the nearby Callia Louis Marin apartment blocks.
Speaker 1: With the three of them sat cross legged in a semicircle.
Speaker 1: Estefania laid the board out in front of them as
Speaker 1: another of the girls removed a glass tumbler from her bag,
Speaker 1: turned it upside down, and placed it in the middle
Speaker 1: of the board. It wasn't clear how long they had
Speaker 1: been sat there when the teacher found them, asking questions
Speaker 1: into the air with their fingers lightly touching the glass.
Speaker 1: As it moved around the board. When the teacher demanded
Speaker 1: to know what was going on, it was said that
Speaker 1: the glass shot off the board and smashed into pieces
Speaker 1: soon after. One of the girls would later claim that
Speaker 1: in that moment, a strange, dark vapor was released from
Speaker 1: the glass, rising like the smoke of a recently blown
Speaker 1: out candle, straight up and into Estefania's knows. The teacher,
Speaker 1: scolding the children, demanded their return to class immediately, before
Speaker 1: picking up the board and breaking it in two. It
Speaker 1: was only a few weeks later when the voices started.
Speaker 1: The first time Estefania heard them, they were little more
Speaker 1: than whispers in the night, hurriedly spoken words she couldn't
Speaker 1: quite discern, But soon she found she could understand them.
Speaker 1: They were calling out her name, and it wasn't long
Speaker 1: before she could see them too, wispy, shadowy shapes that
Speaker 1: seemed to flicker in the edges of rooms. It was
Speaker 1: clear to her that they were stalking her. Conception had
Speaker 1: noticed the quiet change in Estefania, how she had become
Speaker 1: irritable and withdrawn. At first, she merely put it down
Speaker 1: to the shock of her friend's boyfriend's death, but after
Speaker 1: hearing about the incident at the school, she began to
Speaker 1: wonder if it might not in some way be related.
Speaker 1: One morning, after hearing a commotion coming from her daughter's bedroom,
Speaker 1: Conception found her lying rigid on her bed and foaming
Speaker 1: at the mouth, with her eyes rolled in to the
Speaker 1: back of her head. Moments later, Estefania came to with
Speaker 1: no recollection of the event. For the next six months,
Speaker 1: she would be plagued by similar incidences. Conception, who had
Speaker 1: suffered for years from epilepsy, began to wonder if her
Speaker 1: daughter was suffering from a similar infliction. However, after countless
Speaker 1: trips to various doctors and hospitals, nobody was able to
Speaker 1: give a satisfactory diagnosis. One evening, Conception found Estefania sat
Speaker 1: upright in her bed, her eyes wide with terror. They
Speaker 1: were beckoning me to go with them, she said. Her
Speaker 1: mother could only look on aghast, trying her best to
Speaker 1: comfort her daughter, who would later request that, if the
Speaker 1: time came, that she be buried with a photo of
Speaker 1: her mother and father. On Tuesday, August thirteenth, Mariannella, Estefania's sister,
Speaker 1: entered the bedroom they shared together, only to find Estefania
Speaker 1: in a peculiar state. Having at first not registered the
Speaker 1: sister's presence, Estefania turned toward her suddenly, before leaping from
Speaker 1: the bed and trying to grab her, managing to jump
Speaker 1: away just in time. Marionella could only watch on in
Speaker 1: horror as her sister then collapsed to the floor, convulsing violently.
Speaker 1: The fit lasted only a few minutes before Estefania regained
Speaker 1: full consciousness, but again having no recollection of the event.
Speaker 1: That evening, Estefania went for a walk with her boyfriend
Speaker 1: in the warm summer air, returning home later that night.
Speaker 1: It was some time in the early hours of August
Speaker 1: fourteenth when the family were woken by the strange and
Speaker 1: hideous sound of gurgling and grunting coming from Estefania's room.
Speaker 1: Maximo switched on the light to find her in the
Speaker 1: grip of yet another terrible seizure, writhing about in her bed.
Speaker 1: Terrified and screaming at each other to do something. They
Speaker 1: did their best to restrain her, while Conception rushed to
Speaker 1: call an ambulance. Estefania, having slipped into a coma, was
Speaker 1: already unresponsive when the ambulance arrived and rushed the now
Speaker 1: seventeen year old to nearby Gregorio Morannan Hospital. Despite attempts
Speaker 1: to resuscitate her, she was declared dead at two a m.
Speaker 1: Though there was no obvious explanation for the cause of death,
Speaker 1: a subsequent autopsy would conclude that she had died as
Speaker 1: the result of asphyxiation. Tissue samples sent off for further
Speaker 1: tests yielded nothing. In the months following Estefania's death, her
Speaker 1: grieving family did what they could to support each other,
Speaker 1: praying each day for her salvation at the makeshift shrine
Speaker 1: that conception had constructed for Estefaniel's siblings. Especially, the strange
Speaker 1: nature of her death and her disturbing behavior prior to it,
Speaker 1: had left an indelible mark. Though her sister's decision to
Speaker 1: move out of the bedroom they shared together had primarily
Speaker 1: been made on account of how unbearably sad it was
Speaker 1: to sleep there. She couldn't help but feel a little
Speaker 1: scared when in there too, But if she had hoped
Speaker 1: a change of rooms would bring her peace, she was
Speaker 1: going to be very much mistaken. It began in the
Speaker 1: early hours one morning, as winter settled into the city.
Speaker 1: The sisters heard it first, a quiet voice coming from
Speaker 1: somewhere in the apartment always after the lights had gone out, Mamma, Mamma,
Speaker 1: it seemed to be saying, with no sign of it abating.
Speaker 1: One of the girls decided to investigate and made her
Speaker 1: way to the bedroom door. Opening it, she found only
Speaker 1: the emptiness of the apartment. Beyond Mamma came the voice again,
Speaker 1: but this time from the direction of the bath room.
Speaker 1: Quietly making her way over to it so as not
Speaker 1: to disturb her parents, Slowly she pulled open the door,
Speaker 1: but there was nobody there. A few days later, when
Speaker 1: the flat was empty, Conception was cleaning the apartment when
Speaker 1: she heard a tremendous racket coming from Estefania's old room.
Speaker 1: The room was kept clean and virtually untouched, but when
Speaker 1: she opened it that morning, he found it completely rearranged,
Speaker 1: with bed sheets, books, and toys strewn across the floor.
Speaker 1: Soon after, the children began to complain of a bizarre
Speaker 1: scraping sound coming from inside the walls. Appliances would turn
Speaker 1: off and on randomly, whilst doors slammed open and shut
Speaker 1: without anyone standing near them. Thinking it nothing more than
Speaker 1: the effects of a draft coming from the communal hallway,
Speaker 1: Maximo took to placing the sofa across one of the doors,
Speaker 1: as well as a heavy marble table in an effort
Speaker 1: to stop it from opening. One night, whither all the
Speaker 1: family gathered in their living room, a heavy pounding noise
Speaker 1: was followed by what seemed like an inordinately strong gust
Speaker 1: of wind, unlatching the door and sending the table and
Speaker 1: sofa sliding back across the room, knocking a photo of
Speaker 1: Estefania to the floor in the process. Conception picked up
Speaker 1: the frame, only to drop it again when it burnt
Speaker 1: her fingers. When Maximo picked it up moments later, he
Speaker 1: turned it over, only to find, to his horror that
Speaker 1: the photograph was now burning from inside the frame. He watched,
Speaker 1: completely stunned as the smiling face of his daughter melted
Speaker 1: and turned to ash right in front of him. Late
Speaker 1: one night, with the family fast asleep, two of the
Speaker 1: sisters who shared a room together, were awoken by the
Speaker 1: sound of whistling outside the apartment. The noise soon dissipated,
Speaker 1: only to be replaced by a strange groaning. But this
Speaker 1: didn't come from outside the apartment. It came from outside
Speaker 1: the bedroom door. One of the girls screamed, look she said,
Speaker 1: on the floor. Now Huddled together on one bed, the
Speaker 1: sisters stared in disbelief at the ground. There. Caught in
Speaker 1: the soft orange glow of the street light outside, was
Speaker 1: the silhouetted shape of a man crawling towards them. The
Speaker 1: pair screamed together as the shape brought one arm over
Speaker 1: the other and dragged itself closer and closer. They cried
Speaker 1: out again as the toys on their shelf were sent
Speaker 1: flying across the room, followed by loud, banging noises that
Speaker 1: echoed throughout the house. By the time their parents arrived,
Speaker 1: the activity had stopped and the shadow man was nowhere
Speaker 1: to be seen. From that moment on, however, the family
Speaker 1: continued to witness what they took to strange humanoid shapes
Speaker 1: drifting about inside their apartment. Neighbors and friends also reported
Speaker 1: seeing them, and it wasn't long before local paranoral investigators
Speaker 1: were queuing up to see them too. By autumn nineteen
Speaker 1: ninety two, the family had been suffering for the best
Speaker 1: part of a year before finally deciding to seek help.
Speaker 1: In October, they were visited by two self described psychics
Speaker 1: who promised to help them get to the bottom of
Speaker 1: their troubles. Their subsequent efforts were filmed by a local
Speaker 1: news channel and broadcast later that month. The report documented
Speaker 1: a number of bizarre occurrences, including what seemed like the
Speaker 1: voice of a young girl speaking through a radio device
Speaker 1: that had been placed in the bathroom. The voice said simply,
Speaker 1: beware of Grandpa. It was only a few weeks later
Speaker 1: when Conception awoke with the sensation of some one pressing
Speaker 1: down on her chest and grabbing at her hands and feet.
Speaker 1: Investigator Negri, having listened patiently to the family's story, was speechless.
Speaker 1: As they stood up from the table to examine the
Speaker 1: rest of the flat. One of the officers noticed a rusty,
Speaker 1: brown colored stain that seemed to be materializing on the
Speaker 1: tablecloth right in front of them. Pulling a pen from
Speaker 1: his pocket, he prodded at it, finding it to be
Speaker 1: damp and made from something like the drool of a dog.
Speaker 1: Three of the officers, deciding they had seen enough, requested
Speaker 1: permission to leave the flat, before hurriedly making their way
Speaker 1: downstairs and out at the building, Negrie asked to see
Speaker 1: the bathroom first, where the family believed many of the
Speaker 1: bizarre noises had first originated. By this point, so terrified
Speaker 1: were they of it. They used it only as a
Speaker 1: store room and kept it locked at all times. As
Speaker 1: soon as Negre stepped inside, he felt the temperature plummet,
Speaker 1: but otherwise there was little of note, and then they
Speaker 1: showed him into Estefania's old bedroom. The room had not
Speaker 1: been much changed since the day Maximo and Concepcion's daughter
Speaker 1: had died. Posters and pictures of Estefania and her friends
Speaker 1: lined the walls, as well as a large crucifix with
Speaker 1: a smaller pearly crucifix hanging off it. The two twin
Speaker 1: beds that she and her sister had slept in remained
Speaker 1: side by side, unused for The inspector took a seat
Speaker 1: on Estefania's old bed and looked about, noticing another large
Speaker 1: poster stuck to the back of the door. He had
Speaker 1: been sitting for less than a minute when an odd
Speaker 1: sound was heard coming from the balcony right outside the room.
Speaker 1: It was as if a heavy stone was being rolled
Speaker 1: about on the concrete. It was drowned out moments later
Speaker 1: by a terrible scream that came from the same direction.
Speaker 1: Negrie and his partner rushed to the balcony, flinging open
Speaker 1: the door unleashing a cold wind into the room. Outside, However,
Speaker 1: they found the balcony completely deserted. Turning back into the room,
Speaker 1: Negree could see that something was wrong. The family stood frozen,
Speaker 1: staring at the wall, their faces completely pale. Negree followed
Speaker 1: their gaze to the crucifix that was now turned completely
Speaker 1: upside down. The smaller crucifix seemingly thrown into the middle
Speaker 1: of the room. Look, said one of the children, pointing
Speaker 1: to the back of the door. Negre moved in for
Speaker 1: a closer inspection, completely stunned to find three slash marks
Speaker 1: in the poster, as if something had clawed at it,
Speaker 1: pulling it away from the door. He could see also
Speaker 1: that the scratches had gone right through into the wood.
Speaker 1: Utterly dumbfounded and cautious of the family's obvious distress, Negri
Speaker 1: agreed to stay with them for a while longer until
Speaker 1: he was satisfied that whatever had been occurring had come
Speaker 1: to an end. Later that morning, the inspectors kept back
Speaker 1: into the cold and joined his colleagues in the car
Speaker 1: before driving back to the station. Not one of those
Speaker 1: officers being entirely sure what on earth they had just experienced.
Speaker 1: Inspector Negri's official report of the event, attesting to what
Speaker 1: he heard and saw, remains the only report in the
Speaker 1: history of Spain's police force to allude to the possibility
Speaker 1: that what had been witnessed had been of a paranormal nature.
Speaker 1: This episode was written by Richard McClain smith Unexplained as
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