Speaker 1: Around two a m. On November twenty eighth, nineteen fifty three,
Speaker 1: the grand colonnaded lobby of New York's Statler Hotel was
Speaker 1: quiet as night manager armand pass Story ambled towards the
Speaker 1: reception desk. The silence came as a relief to pass
Speaker 1: Story after a hectic few hours dealing with boisterous guests
Speaker 1: enjoying the Thanksgiving weekend. Now with pretty much everybody having
Speaker 1: gone to bed, he could finally relax. Even the Manhattan
Speaker 1: street outside was deserted as he approached the desk, when
Speaker 1: the silence was suddenly punctured by the sound of shattering glass,
Speaker 1: followed a few seconds later by the sense of something
Speaker 1: outside falling and landing with a crunching thud on the sidewalk. Pastori,
Speaker 1: his mind fuzzy with panic, immediately sprinted out into the
Speaker 1: street outside on Seventh Avenue. He found a middle aged
Speaker 1: man crumpled on the ground, his legs shattered and his
Speaker 1: body twisted at an unnatural angle. He was wearing his
Speaker 1: undershirt and shorts as though he'd just gotten out of bed.
Speaker 1: Pastore glanced upwards at the vast, darkened facade of the
Speaker 1: hotel and saw light shining through a broken window thirteen
Speaker 1: floors up, a dangling curtain flapping in the breeze. Turning
Speaker 1: back to the man, he saw with horror that he
Speaker 1: was trying to speak. Incredibly, the man was still alive.
Speaker 1: Pastore staggered forward and kneeled down beside him, Cradling the
Speaker 1: man's head in his hands. He tried hard to understand
Speaker 1: what he was mumbling in his faint, hoarsey voice, but
Speaker 1: it was unintelligible. What's your name, he asked the man urgently,
Speaker 1: but the man did not reply. I'm going to get help.
Speaker 1: Don't move, he said, getting up quickly, But no sooner
Speaker 1: had the words left his mouth, he could see that
Speaker 1: it was too late. The stranger took one last labored
Speaker 1: in hail, and then stopped breathing. His broken body went limp.
Speaker 1: Pastore drew his hand up to his mouth and stepped back,
Speaker 1: glancing up at the curtains still flapping in the wind above.
Speaker 1: There was simply no way, he thought that the fall
Speaker 1: was an accident. Either this poor man jumped from the
Speaker 1: window himself, or he'd been thrown out of it. When
Speaker 1: the police arrived moments later, Pastore escorted them to the
Speaker 1: thirteenth floor. As they walked down the corridor towards Room
Speaker 1: ten eighteen A, he prayed silently that they'd find the
Speaker 1: answers they were looking for behind that locked door. You're
Speaker 1: listening to Unexplained, and I'm Richard McLean Smith. Frank Olsen
Speaker 1: never envisaged himself working for the CIA. Born to Swedish
Speaker 1: immigrants in nineteen ten, he grew up in a small
Speaker 1: mining town in Wisconsin and was entranced by agriculture and
Speaker 1: rural life. But he was also an exceptional student, and
Speaker 1: so instead of becoming a farmer like other young men
Speaker 1: men in his area at the time, he went to college.
Speaker 1: There he studied agronomy, the science of crop production, and
Speaker 1: eventually earned a PhD in the subject. When World War
Speaker 1: II broke out, Olson felt called to serve his country,
Speaker 1: and he became an Army scientist for the US Chemical Corps.
Speaker 1: Assigned to the Biological Warfare Program, he worked alongside a
Speaker 1: handful of other scientists on aerosol technologies that could be
Speaker 1: used against enemy combatants. Though the war ended in nineteen
Speaker 1: forty five, the Army's efforts to produce biological weapons continued.
Speaker 1: Olson stayed on at Fort Detrick in Maryland, where he
Speaker 1: worked on a number of highly classified experiments involving airborne
Speaker 1: viruses and toxic bacteria. There was a feeling of urgency
Speaker 1: about this research, a sense that America was in a
Speaker 1: high stakes arms race against an increasingly dangerous enemy. Military
Speaker 1: and intelligence officials feared that the government of the Soviet
Speaker 1: Union had already mastered airborne biological warfare, and that they
Speaker 1: could at any moment launch an invisible attack on the
Speaker 1: US that would be undetectable until it was too late.
Speaker 1: In the early days of the Cold War, this paranoia
Speaker 1: led to the creation of a brand new, highly classified
Speaker 1: division at Detrich. The exact nature of the Special Operations
Speaker 1: Division's work was a mystery to everybody except the select
Speaker 1: few who worked there, and in nineteen forty nine, Frank
Speaker 1: Olsen was invited to join them, rising quickly through the ranks,
Speaker 1: within a year, he'd become chief of the Special Operations Division,
Speaker 1: or SOD. But despite this rapid ascent, he seemed ill
Speaker 1: suited to the work. Many of the sod's experiments involved
Speaker 1: testing poisonous gases on animals, which never sat well with Olson.
Speaker 1: At times, he would arrive at work in the morning
Speaker 1: to find his laboratory littered with dead monkeys. Other colleagues
Speaker 1: simply shrugged it off, but Olsen found it deeply upsetting.
Speaker 1: By the early nineteen fifties, Olson was married with three
Speaker 1: young children. It was about this time that his wife, Alice,
Speaker 1: began to notice a change in her husband. He seemed
Speaker 1: to have lost his energy and often came home from
Speaker 1: Detrich in a dark, reflective mood. It seemed as if
Speaker 1: his work was draining the life out of him. In
Speaker 1: early nineteen fifty three, Olson resigned suddenly as chief of
Speaker 1: the SOD, claiming that the stress of the job was
Speaker 1: giving him stomach holsers. Nonetheless, he continued working within the
Speaker 1: division in a reduced capacity, clearly unwilling to walk away
Speaker 1: from his work completely. It was around this time that
Speaker 1: Olson also joined the CIA, where he began work on
Speaker 1: covert projects designed to preempt an enemy attack, including one
Speaker 1: project known as m k Ultra, where now the focus
Speaker 1: was on the mind rather than the body. The program
Speaker 1: was established in response to the conviction among some in
Speaker 1: the U. S Military that communist forces in the Soviet
Speaker 1: Union and China had developed a strange brainwashing technique which
Speaker 1: could be used to extract secrets from captured U S civilians,
Speaker 1: and so the CIA began to develop a mind control
Speaker 1: program all of its own. Of course, Olson couldn't discuss
Speaker 1: the details of his work with anyone outside of the agency,
Speaker 1: but it was clear to anyone around him that, for
Speaker 1: some reason, his work was taking a heavy toll. After
Speaker 1: a covert trip to Europe in the summer of nineteen
Speaker 1: fifty three, he came back more withdrawn than ever. In fact,
Speaker 1: he seemed almost haunted by something. But his wife's urging,
Speaker 1: Frank agreed to take some time off. In August of
Speaker 1: that year, he spent two weeks in the Adirondack Mountains
Speaker 1: in northeastern New York State, helping his brother in law
Speaker 1: to reroof a family cabin, but the trip had little
Speaker 1: effect with Olson's His brother in law convinced that Frank
Speaker 1: was in the grip of some deep moral crisis. He'd
Speaker 1: even taken to reading the Bible every night, as if
Speaker 1: he were seeking absolution for something. It was a few
Speaker 1: months later when Olsen received an invitation to an off
Speaker 1: site agency retreat hosted by Sidney Gottlieb, a senior chemist
Speaker 1: who headed much of the CIA's most closely guarded research,
Speaker 1: including MK ULTRA. Held at a cabin in Deep Creek Lake,
Speaker 1: a quiet spot nestled in the picturesque mountains of West Maryland,
Speaker 1: the retreat would be a chance for the CIA's most
Speaker 1: trusted scientists to enjoy some well earned rest and relaxation
Speaker 1: ahead of the Thanksgiving break, and discussed their ongoing projects.
Speaker 1: At least that was the pitch. The true purpose of
Speaker 1: the meeting was something else entirely. On Wednesday, November eighteenth,
Speaker 1: Frank drove out to Deep Creek Lake, where he soon
Speaker 1: met up with his colleagues. The first evening was uneventful.
Speaker 1: The group gathered for drinks and dinner and compared notes
Speaker 1: on their current research. All of the men present worked
Speaker 1: on highly classified projects and shared the same security clearance.
Speaker 1: As much as anything, it was a relief simply to
Speaker 1: be all the way out there where they could speak
Speaker 1: freely about their work outside of the lab, far from
Speaker 1: civilian ears. That convivial atmosphere continued into the next day,
Speaker 1: and after spending the afternoon fishing and boating on the lake,
Speaker 1: the men dined together again. Once they'd finished with dessert,
Speaker 1: As the men lit cigarettes and cigars and settled a
Speaker 1: little deeper into their chairs. Sydney Gottlieb poured out glasses
Speaker 1: of quantroll for everyone. Together. They raised their tumblers, clinking
Speaker 1: them jovially, and made a toast to the future. Within
Speaker 1: half an hour, the atmosphere began to shift. Some of
Speaker 1: the men fell silent or became unsteady on their feet.
Speaker 1: Are any of you feeling strange? Gottlieb basked. Frank looked
Speaker 1: down at the ground the room suddenly feeling strange and distant,
Speaker 1: as the pattern of the rug seemed to be shifting,
Speaker 1: undulating like a snake twisting around his feet. His thoughts
Speaker 1: flashed back to the toast. An image of Gottlieb floated
Speaker 1: across his mind, pouring quant but not taking a drink
Speaker 1: for himself. The sound of Gottlieb's voice brought him back
Speaker 1: to the room. He tried to focus on the words
Speaker 1: coming out of his mouth. It was something about the
Speaker 1: quantroe being spiked with LSD by sergic acid diethylamite or LSD,
Speaker 1: first synthesized in nineteen thirty eight by Swiss chemist Albert Hoffmann,
Speaker 1: is a fast acting and highly potent psychedelic drug. It
Speaker 1: works by flattening the function of the brain, where ordinarily
Speaker 1: separate networks of the brain work independently to control how
Speaker 1: we see, move, hear, and comprehend. With LSD, those barriers
Speaker 1: are broken down. Things we take for granted as being
Speaker 1: solid and immutable start to dissolve. Depending on the dosage,
Speaker 1: its effects can range from mild shifts in perception and
Speaker 1: mood to extremely vivid hallucinations and bizarre thoughts. The experience
Speaker 1: can be euphoric or utterly terrifying. It's not clear exactly
Speaker 1: what causes someone to have a bad trip, but research
Speaker 1: suggests that the effects of psychedelics depend heavily on a
Speaker 1: person's social surroundings, their mindset when they take the drug,
Speaker 1: and their expectations of it. It's known as set and setting.
Speaker 1: Being unknowingly dosed with LSD at a work gathering was
Speaker 1: not a healthy combination. Back at their table in the restaurant, Sydney,
Speaker 1: Gottlieb told the astonished men that they were all guinea
Speaker 1: pigs in an experiment designed to test what would happen
Speaker 1: if an American song scientist was captured and drugged with LSD.
Speaker 1: Would they be able to resist the drug's effects, or
Speaker 1: would they betray their country and reveal the CIA's secrets.
Speaker 1: But it soon became clear to Gottlieb that the experiment
Speaker 1: was a failure. After the men recovered from the shock
Speaker 1: of finding out they'd been drugged, Gottlieb could only look
Speaker 1: on in frustration as they quickly descended into laughter and
Speaker 1: marveled at the strange colours and sounds their drugged brains
Speaker 1: were conjuring up. The details of exactly what happened during
Speaker 1: the rest of that bizarre, acid fueled night are known
Speaker 1: only to the men who were there. The next morning,
Speaker 1: still feeling the residual effects of the drugs, the men
Speaker 1: all departed the cabin and drove home to their family
Speaker 1: in time for the weekend. It can take up to
Speaker 1: a day for LSD to leave your system, but even
Speaker 1: once it does, the psychological effects can linger for days, weeks,
Speaker 1: or even longer. When Frank Olsen returned to his home
Speaker 1: in Frederick, Maryland, his wife Alice immediately noticed that something
Speaker 1: was wrong. If he spoke at all, he was monosyllabic
Speaker 1: at best, and he had withdrawn further into himself. When
Speaker 1: she pressed him for details about what had happened. At
Speaker 1: the cabin, Frank was reluctant to tell her anything. Eventually,
Speaker 1: he said only that the meeting had not gone well.
Speaker 1: He'd lost control, he said, and made a terrible mistake.
Speaker 1: Frank seemed consumed by shame and said his colleagues had
Speaker 1: laughed at him. A confused Alice tried to get him
Speaker 1: to tell her what the mistake was, but it was
Speaker 1: to no avail. Perhaps if Alice had known about the LSD,
Speaker 1: she might have thought her husband's mood was simply down
Speaker 1: to paranoia, a common side effect of a bad trip,
Speaker 1: but as it was, she was left bewildered and alarmed.
Speaker 1: Frank didn't seem himself at all. On Monday morning, he
Speaker 1: headed into work early and went straight to see his boss,
Speaker 1: Vincent rwit Rewit had been at the retreat too, and
Speaker 1: had found his own LSD experience deeply frightening. That morning,
Speaker 1: he was on edge, so when Frank showed up at
Speaker 1: his office, his face gaunt and pale, Ruit wasn't surprised,
Speaker 1: but he didn't anticipate what happened next. Olson became agitated
Speaker 1: and asked Ruit if he wanted to fire him or
Speaker 1: if he should quit. Sensing Olson's suddenly insecurity. Ruitt did
Speaker 1: his best to try and calm him down, telling him
Speaker 1: that his work was invaluable and that there was absolutely
Speaker 1: no reason for him to resign, and eventually Frank relented,
Speaker 1: but the following morning, he was back in Ruitt's office
Speaker 1: demanding that he accept his resignation. After calming Olsen down
Speaker 1: once more, Vincent Rwitt called Sidney Gottlieb to report what
Speaker 1: was going on. Olsen clearly had had some kind of
Speaker 1: mental break on account of the LSD trip, surely thought
Speaker 1: Gottlieb had planned for something like this. Gottlieb then met
Speaker 1: with Olson himself, and after concurring with Ruitt's assessment, he
Speaker 1: and his deputy, Robert Lashbrook, arranged for Olsen to see
Speaker 1: a doctor in US York City named Harold Abramson. Abramson
Speaker 1: was chosen because he had deep ties to the CIA
Speaker 1: and was also involved in their mind control research. He
Speaker 1: had equal security clearance, which meant that Olson could speak
Speaker 1: freely in his presence. There was just one problem. Abramson
Speaker 1: was not a psychiatrist. He was an allergist whose pioneering
Speaker 1: research into LSD was currently being funded by the CIA.
Speaker 1: He had absolute loyalty to the agency, which is why
Speaker 1: Gottlieb trusted him with such a sensitive matter. During their
Speaker 1: meeting in Manhattan, Olsen told Abramson that he hadn't felt
Speaker 1: like himself ever since being dosed with LSD. He wasn't
Speaker 1: sleeping well, had lost his ability to concentrate, and was
Speaker 1: struggling with basic cognitive tasks. Sadly for Olsen, Abramson had
Speaker 1: no interest in providing him with any psychiatric advice, nor
Speaker 1: did he have any ability to do so. Instead, he
Speaker 1: prescribed a sedative and a bottle of bourbon for his
Speaker 1: sleeping troubles, and assured him that the rest of his
Speaker 1: symptoms would clear up once he got a good night's rest,
Speaker 1: and for the next few days it worked. Frank seemed
Speaker 1: calmer after seeing Abramsom, much to Gottlieb and Lashbrook's relief,
Speaker 1: but they wanted to make sure he was absolutely on
Speaker 1: the right track and recommended another expert that he should see.
Speaker 1: John Mulholland was not a doctor. He was a magician
Speaker 1: who'd been enlisted by the CIA some years earlier to
Speaker 1: write a manual on the art of deception, concealment, and misdirection.
Speaker 1: Why Olsen was taken to see mul Holland. Is a mystery.
Speaker 1: Perhaps the CIA hoped that hypnosis could help to soothe
Speaker 1: Olson's panic, but whatever Mulholland did, it backfired. Frank was
Speaker 1: accompanied to his meeting with John Mulholland by his boss,
Speaker 1: Vincent Ruitt and Sydney Gottlieb's assistant Robert Lashbrook, who both
Speaker 1: seemed keen not to let him out of their sight.
Speaker 1: Barely minutes after it started, Olson became distressed and disorientated
Speaker 1: and didn't seem to understand what was happening. He asked Ruitt,
Speaker 1: what are they trying to do with me? Are they
Speaker 1: checking me for security? That night, once back at his hotel,
Speaker 1: Frank somehow escaped from his CIA chaperones. He spent the
Speaker 1: next few hours vacantly wandering the streets of Manhattan, discarding
Speaker 1: his wallet and ID cards in the process. He seemed
Speaker 1: calmer by the morning of Thanksgiving Day, November twenty sixth,
Speaker 1: and was determined to make it home to his family
Speaker 1: in time for dinner. So Olson, Ruit, and Lashbrook flew
Speaker 1: back to Washington, d C. And started on the drive
Speaker 1: back to Maryland. They were only a few minutes into it,
Speaker 1: when Olson became agitated again. He yelled to the driver
Speaker 1: to pull over and told Ruit that he couldn't bear
Speaker 1: to face his family. He was too ashamed, he said,
Speaker 1: and too mixed up. He begged Ruit just let me disappear,
Speaker 1: but Ruit refused to let him out. Olsen then asked
Speaker 1: Ruitt to turn him into the police instead. They were
Speaker 1: looking for him anyway, he said, his tone desperate, disturbed,
Speaker 1: and confused. Ruitt asked the driver to turn the car around.
Speaker 1: They needed another session with Harold Abramson. The trio then
Speaker 1: promptly returned to New York, where they shared a somber
Speaker 1: Thanksgiving dinner in Midtown. While back in Frederick, Maryland, Alice
Speaker 1: Olsen and the children ate their Thanksgiving dinner with an
Speaker 1: empty chair at the table. The following day, Olson, Lashbrook,
Speaker 1: and Ruit took a taxi to Abramson's weekend home in
Speaker 1: Long Island. During his second session with Abramson, Olsen complained
Speaker 1: that some people were out to get him, leading Abramson
Speaker 1: to conclude that he was suffering from severe psychosis. After
Speaker 1: convincing Frank that he needed to be hospitalized, Frank agreed
Speaker 1: to check himself in voluntarily. Arrangements were made for Frank
Speaker 1: to be admitted to Chestnut Lodge, a psychiatric hospital in Rockville, Maryland,
Speaker 1: the following day. Later, he and Lashbrook returned to Manhattan
Speaker 1: to stay one more night. On November twenty eighth, Lashbrook
Speaker 1: and Olson checked into the Statler Hotel in Midtown Manhattan.
Speaker 1: They were given room ten eighteen, a thirteen floors up.
Speaker 1: They ate dinner together at the hotel's restaurant. Olson seemed
Speaker 1: much calmer and even a little relieved by the prospect
Speaker 1: of being hospitalized. He told Lashbrook about the books he
Speaker 1: planned to read during his time at Chestnut Lodge. Alice
Speaker 1: was pleasantly surprised by Olson's relaxed tone when he called
Speaker 1: her from the room that night. He seemed almost like
Speaker 1: his old self. He told her that he was feeling
Speaker 1: much better and looked forward to seeing her the next day.
Speaker 1: Chestnut Lodge was a short drive from their home in Frederick,
Speaker 1: and she planned to visit him as soon as he'd
Speaker 1: been admitted. Olson and Lashbrook watched TV for about an
Speaker 1: hour and then went to bed around ten thirty pm.
Speaker 1: According to Lashbrook's account, he was jolted awake a few
Speaker 1: hours later by the sound of glass shattering. Disorientated and
Speaker 1: half asleep, he felt a vicious cold breeze whip through
Speaker 1: the room. He fumbled for the bedside lamp, switching it on.
Speaker 1: He saw that Olson's bed was empty, and that the
Speaker 1: window was completely smashed and the floor covered in broken glass.
Speaker 1: It's been speculated that Lashbrook must have gone to the window,
Speaker 1: he must have seen Olson's body on the sidewalk, but
Speaker 1: for some reason he didn't rush down to join hotel
Speaker 1: manager Armand Pastore at his side. Instead, he stayed in
Speaker 1: the room, picked up the phone and dialed Harold Abramson.
Speaker 1: When Abramson picked up, Lashbrook said three words, well he's gone,
Speaker 1: and Abramson responded, that's too bad. Then Lashbrook hung up
Speaker 1: the phone. When Statler hotel manager Armond Pastore and the
Speaker 1: police knocked on the door of ten eighteen A, there
Speaker 1: was no answer. Pastore opened it using his master key
Speaker 1: and invited the officers to enter before him. The room
Speaker 1: was empty and freezing cold from the broken window. The
Speaker 1: curtain still fully drawn, belowed in the night air. One
Speaker 1: of the officers noticed that the bathroom door was closed,
Speaker 1: but the light inside was on. They pushed open the door. Inside,
Speaker 1: they found Robert Lashbrook sitting on the closed toilet with
Speaker 1: his head in his hands, seemingly in a state of shock.
Speaker 1: He told the police that he'd been woken by the
Speaker 1: sound of the window breaking, then switched on the light
Speaker 1: to find that Olsen had gone. Only when he walked
Speaker 1: over to the window did he realize what had happened.
Speaker 1: He identified himself and Olson as government employees without mentioning
Speaker 1: the CIA, and said that he had no idea why
Speaker 1: Olsen had jumped. It seemed strange to pass dory. In
Speaker 1: all of his years in the hotel business, he'd never
Speaker 1: heard of anybody taking a running jump through a closed
Speaker 1: sash window with the curtains still drawn. But the police
Speaker 1: seemed to take it all at face value, and in
Speaker 1: his official report, the lead detective described Olson's death as
Speaker 1: a suicide. A few hours later, in Frederick, Maryland, Eric Olson,
Speaker 1: Frank's nine year old son, was woken up by his mother.
Speaker 1: She looked sad and pale. She took Eric downstairs and
Speaker 1: led him into the living room, where his father's boss,
Speaker 1: Vincent's Ruit, was waiting on the couch. Ruit told Eric
Speaker 1: that there'd been an accident in New York. His father
Speaker 1: had fallen or jumped to his death from the window
Speaker 1: of his hotel room. Nine year old Eric Olson's grief
Speaker 1: was fogged by confusion. Just two days before, he'd been
Speaker 1: expecting his father home for Thanksgiving. Now he was dead,
Speaker 1: and no version of the story seemed to make any sense.
Speaker 1: But being only nine years old, he had no reason
Speaker 1: to doubt what this respectable grown up man was telling him.
Speaker 1: Frank's wife, Alice, was later told that family members shouldn't
Speaker 1: view the body due to the extent of the injuries
Speaker 1: that Olson had suffered from his fall. A few days
Speaker 1: after his death, Frank Hulsen's funeral was held with a
Speaker 1: closed casket. Alice, unwilling or unable to talk about what
Speaker 1: had happened, discouraged her children from asking questions about their
Speaker 1: father's death. Over and over again. She would tell them,
Speaker 1: you are never going to know what happened in that room.
Speaker 1: The Medical Examiner's office listed Frank Olsen's cause of death
Speaker 1: as multiple fractures, shock, and hemorrhages, but no autopsy was
Speaker 1: ever performed on Olsen's body. As a result, nobody seemed
Speaker 1: to take note of the distinctive head wound on his
Speaker 1: left temple, and how inconsistent it was with the rest
Speaker 1: of his injuries, both in its position and its severity,
Speaker 1: the kind of injury caused by a sharp blow to
Speaker 1: the head at close range. Had a pathologist seen it,
Speaker 1: they might well have drawn the conclusion that Frank Olsen
Speaker 1: had been knocked unconscious before he went through the window,
Speaker 1: that he'd fought to stay alive and lost, and that
Speaker 1: when he dasht through it to just let him disappear,
Speaker 1: he wasn't simply lost in a fog of depression, but
Speaker 1: was in fact a condemned man begging for his life.
Speaker 1: You've been listening to Unexplained Season seven, episode one, The
Speaker 1: Fall Without End, Part one. The second and final part,
Speaker 1: will be released next Friday, August fourth. This episode was
Speaker 1: written by Emma Dibden Unexplained as an Avy Club Productions
Speaker 1: podcast created by Richard mclin Smith. All other elements of
Speaker 1: the podcast, including the music, are also produced by me
Speaker 1: Richard mc clain smith. Unexplained. The book and audiobook, with
Speaker 1: stories never before featured on the show, is now available
Speaker 1: to buy worldwide. You can purchase from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Waterstones,
Speaker 1: and other bookstores. Please subscribe to and rate the show
Speaker 1: wherever you get your podcasts, and feel free to get
Speaker 1: in touch with any thoughts or ideas regarding the stories
Speaker 1: you've heard on the show. Perhaps you have an explanation
Speaker 1: of your own you'd like to share. You can find
Speaker 1: out more at Unexplained podcast dot com and reach us
Speaker 1: online through Twitter at Unexplained and pod, and Facebook at
Speaker 1: Facebook dot com. Forward slash Unexplained Podcast