WEBVTT - Season 4 Episode 1: Alone With Everybody (RERUN)

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<v Speaker 1>Hello, it's Richard mc lean smith here with a quick apology,

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<v Speaker 1>but due to a number of factors, our next episode

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<v Speaker 1>won't be ready until next week. So in the meantime

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<v Speaker 1>we're going back into the vaults to one of our

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<v Speaker 1>most popular episodes, now available for the first time as

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<v Speaker 1>one single episode. At the northern edge of Cumery's Brecon Beacons,

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<v Speaker 1>in the shadow of the penny Fan Peak sits a

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<v Speaker 1>large stone house named Hail Fannock or Road to the Peaks.

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<v Speaker 1>For one couple who moved there in nineteen eighty nine,

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<v Speaker 1>the house was everything they had ever dreamed of. Little

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<v Speaker 1>did they know that, in truth, it would soon become

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<v Speaker 1>the place of their worst nightmares. This is Unexplained Season four,

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<v Speaker 1>episode one alone with everybody. Oh, and I have a

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<v Speaker 1>message from the other Richard mc clean smith. I don't

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<v Speaker 1>know who he thinks I am getting me to do this,

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<v Speaker 1>but for what it's worth, he wants you to know

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<v Speaker 1>that the first episode of Unexplained TV will be released

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<v Speaker 1>next Tuesday, December third. You can find him at YouTube

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<v Speaker 1>dot com forward slash Unexplained pod check it out. At

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<v Speaker 1>the northern edge of the beguiling Brecon Beacons in Cumbrie,

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<v Speaker 1>under the shadow of penny Fan to the south and

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<v Speaker 1>the Black Mountains to the east. That sits a large

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<v Speaker 1>stone house, long and narrow with its rickety roof and

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<v Speaker 1>jumbled patchwork of brick. It lies at the intersection of

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<v Speaker 1>two winding lanes, surrounded by a thick ring of oak,

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<v Speaker 1>alder and witch elm, hidden from prying eyes by the holly,

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<v Speaker 1>the hawthorn, and the ash from the front ivy pause

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<v Speaker 1>green edily at its northern flanks, almost as if it

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<v Speaker 1>were trying to drag it down and into the ground,

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<v Speaker 1>while from the back the way the earth rises up

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<v Speaker 1>into a rugged clearing of thick scrub. It'd be forgiven

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<v Speaker 1>for thinking it was part way to succeeding. Its name

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<v Speaker 1>is heel Fannock, or in English road to the Peaks,

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<v Speaker 1>a reference to the hills and mountains that overshadow it.

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<v Speaker 1>An entry point of sorts, or perhaps a gateway, as

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<v Speaker 1>some might say. Constructed in the nineteen fifties, like a

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<v Speaker 1>repurposed limb grafted onto the remnants of an old barn,

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<v Speaker 1>it is comprised largely of stone taken from what was

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<v Speaker 1>left at the old sixteenth century manor house. The lichen

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<v Speaker 1>covered ruins, of which can still be found hidden deeper

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<v Speaker 1>amongst the trees at the very back of the garden.

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<v Speaker 1>It is May nineteen eighty nine, and all is quiet

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<v Speaker 1>save for the distant chatter of skylarks. While high above light,

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<v Speaker 1>tufts of cloud in the bright spring sky draw shadows

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<v Speaker 1>across the roof. They drift lazily from front to back,

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<v Speaker 1>east to west, slipping down onto the thick grass before

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<v Speaker 1>heading into the trees and disappearing somewhere beyond. Inside, silence

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<v Speaker 1>reigns as dust mots float through soft beams of light.

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<v Speaker 1>Spiders twitch in dark corners. The barn door creaks up above,

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<v Speaker 1>a large crow comes to rest on the chimney pot,

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<v Speaker 1>digging its beak into its feathers as it breams. When

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<v Speaker 1>suddenly its head jerks up, the eyes alert to something

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<v Speaker 1>rustling in the undergrowth. Moments later, something else, far more ominous,

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<v Speaker 1>is heard, the faint sound of an approaching vehicle. With

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<v Speaker 1>a strained squawk, the crow spreads its iridescent wings and

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<v Speaker 1>launches into the air, rising away and over the tree

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<v Speaker 1>tops before it too disappears somewhere beyond. Back down below,

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<v Speaker 1>he old fannok sits quiet and still as the sound

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<v Speaker 1>of the engine draws ever nearer, until finally a car

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<v Speaker 1>turns into the front drive and pulls up outside the house.

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<v Speaker 1>Silence returns for the briefest of moments before the front

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<v Speaker 1>doors swing open and its excitable passengers spill out into

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<v Speaker 1>the warm spring air. You're listening to Unexplained and I'm

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<v Speaker 1>Richard mc lean smith. Thirty year old Liz was first

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<v Speaker 1>to exit, followed by her partner, Bill, thirteen years her senior,

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<v Speaker 1>from the other side of the car, a big smile

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<v Speaker 1>spreading across her face as she caught his eye. Fourteen

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<v Speaker 1>year old Lawrence, Bill's son from a previous marriage, was

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<v Speaker 1>the last to get out, slowly extricating himself from the

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<v Speaker 1>back seat. Liz, her pregnancy bump just beginning to show

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<v Speaker 1>above her waist, paused to take it all in as

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<v Speaker 1>Bill and Lawrence set about unloading their things. It was

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<v Speaker 1>even more beautiful than she remembered, She thought, the perfect

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<v Speaker 1>place to raise their baby and begin afresh, free from

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<v Speaker 1>the distractions of the past. For Bill, it was the

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<v Speaker 1>sheer remoteness of the place and the large studio space

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<v Speaker 1>above the barn that had first appealed a gifted and

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<v Speaker 1>renowned artist of predominantly surrealist pop art peace Pie Bill

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<v Speaker 1>had become increasingly frustrated with how much his time was

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<v Speaker 1>being taken up with his more commercial endeavors, creating decorative

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<v Speaker 1>boxes and other pieces for the casual consumer. He old Fannock,

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<v Speaker 1>he hoped would be a chance to rediscover the true

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<v Speaker 1>artist inside him. For most in similar circumstances, it is

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<v Speaker 1>easy to become distracted by the excitement of a move,

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<v Speaker 1>to become wrapped up in the accompanying sense of optimism

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<v Speaker 1>it often brings. It is also easy, when in such

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<v Speaker 1>a state, not to notice things that at the time

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<v Speaker 1>might otherwise have seemed a little off kilter. The receipt

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<v Speaker 1>for six pounds sixty six that Bill found shortly after

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<v Speaker 1>moving in taken from the last meal the couple eight

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<v Speaker 1>before arriving at the house, for example, or the sixty

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<v Speaker 1>six pounds sixty grocery bill would incur shortly after. There

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<v Speaker 1>were certainly no signs of anything untoward that first summer,

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<v Speaker 1>as the family settled into their new lives, bringing a

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<v Speaker 1>whole host of life to join them in their new adventure,

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<v Speaker 1>from cats, to goats and even a pig. Named Lucinda,

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<v Speaker 1>and with a steady run of orders for Bill's work

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<v Speaker 1>coming in, it wasn't long before he was finally able

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<v Speaker 1>to dedicate some time to his more personal and fulfilling work.

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<v Speaker 1>By September, Lizz and Bill were married, and the following month,

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<v Speaker 1>as if to top it all off, her waters broke.

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<v Speaker 1>Despite some initial complications, come November, the couple welcomed new arrival,

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<v Speaker 1>Ben into their dream home. Life, as they say, couldn't

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<v Speaker 1>have been more sweet. But all that was about to change.

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<v Speaker 1>It was one afternoon in mid November when Liz stepped

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<v Speaker 1>out of the house for some fresh air. As a

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<v Speaker 1>sudden gust of wind rustled the leaves in the trees.

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<v Speaker 1>She was struck for the first time by just how

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<v Speaker 1>quiet it usually was out there, as if no birds

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<v Speaker 1>ever seemed to alight in the garden. Perhaps it was

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<v Speaker 1>just the drawing inn of the nights, or how winter

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<v Speaker 1>had stripped the leaves from some of the larger trees,

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<v Speaker 1>leaving her and the house feeling a little more exposed

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<v Speaker 1>than usual. But as Liz watched the pale sun drop

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<v Speaker 1>below the horizon, sending majestic crepuscular rays shooting white gold

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<v Speaker 1>across the sky. It wasn't a sense of wonder that

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<v Speaker 1>she felt, but dread. Early. With all the family laying

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<v Speaker 1>fast asleep, baby Ben begins to twitch in his cot,

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<v Speaker 1>kicking out with both legs, with his hands squeezed up

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<v Speaker 1>into little fists, and his face beginning to redden and

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<v Speaker 1>scrunch up. Finally, his mouth opens wide and he begins

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<v Speaker 1>to cry. Liz, having woken, instantly switched on the light

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<v Speaker 1>and gathered Ben from the cot as she prepared to

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<v Speaker 1>feed him. A weary Bill pulled back the covers and

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<v Speaker 1>headed toward the toilet downstairs. He had just started to

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<v Speaker 1>pee when an unexpected noise startled him, a loud, hammering

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<v Speaker 1>sound that seemed to be moving along the corridor above

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<v Speaker 1>like heavy footsteps. Bill froze as the apparent footsteps near

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<v Speaker 1>the top of the stairs for coming to a sudden stop.

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<v Speaker 1>Assuming it to be his son, Lawrence, Bill headed back

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<v Speaker 1>up stairs, only to find the corridor completely empty and

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<v Speaker 1>Lawrence's bedroom door now closed. He switched off the light

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<v Speaker 1>and returned to his own bedroom, where he found Liz

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<v Speaker 1>quietly placing Ben back into his cot. Bill asked if

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<v Speaker 1>she'd heard anything too, but to his surprise, she hadn't

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<v Speaker 1>heard a thing. He poked his head back into the hall,

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<v Speaker 1>switched on the light, and stood watch for a moment,

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<v Speaker 1>keeping his eyes trained on the studio door at the

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<v Speaker 1>far end. Hearing and seeing nothing, he switched off the

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<v Speaker 1>light and returned to bed. The following morning, Bill and

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<v Speaker 1>Liz were stunned to receive an exorbitant electricity bill from Swayleck,

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<v Speaker 1>the South Wales Electricity Board, which was almost four times

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<v Speaker 1>what they had been expecting. That afternoon, as she sat

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<v Speaker 1>down on the bed to feed Ben, Liz couldn't stop

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<v Speaker 1>thinking about the extortionate invoice and what Bill had said

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<v Speaker 1>the previous night that he'd heard something moving about the house.

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<v Speaker 1>Although it was true that she hadn't heard anything herself,

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<v Speaker 1>there was something that she hadn't mentioned that recently in

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<v Speaker 1>her private moments, she had begun to feel as though

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<v Speaker 1>something was watching her. Just then, the studio door at

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<v Speaker 1>the far end of the house slammed shut with a bank,

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<v Speaker 1>startling Liz. Momentarily thinking it was nothing, she returned to

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<v Speaker 1>feeding her baby when a second closer door slam shut,

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<v Speaker 1>startling her again. It must be Lawrence, she thought, with

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<v Speaker 1>ann with her eyes now trained on her own door.

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<v Speaker 1>Liz jumped again when the sound of a third door

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<v Speaker 1>being slammed was heard, this time leaving her utterly frozen

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<v Speaker 1>in fear, for although the noise seemed to have come

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<v Speaker 1>from inside her own room, the door hadn't moved an inch. Bill,

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<v Speaker 1>who had heard the bangs from downstairs, burst in moments

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<v Speaker 1>later to find a scared and confused Liz struggling to

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<v Speaker 1>comprehend what had just happened. Convinced it had something to

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<v Speaker 1>do with Lawrence, she demanded that Bill tell him to

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<v Speaker 1>pack it in, but Bill didn't understand Lawrence hadn't been

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<v Speaker 1>home for over an hour. Bill called the electricity board

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<v Speaker 1>at the first opportunity to dispute their invoice, eventually forcing

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<v Speaker 1>them to send an electrician round to monitor the meter. Unfortunately,

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<v Speaker 1>they found nothing wrong with it, though they couldn't say

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<v Speaker 1>exactly how the family were racking up such a large bill.

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<v Speaker 1>Something in that house was draining the electricity one way

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<v Speaker 1>or another. It was about the same time that Bill

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<v Speaker 1>started noticing a foul smell emanating from somewhere in the kitchen,

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<v Speaker 1>as if something putrid had been set on fire. A

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<v Speaker 1>plumber was duly called to locate the source of it,

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<v Speaker 1>but found nothing untoward. As winter approached, life at the house,

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<v Speaker 1>superficially at least, carried on as normal. However, though the

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<v Speaker 1>couple had yet to acknowledge it to each other, both

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<v Speaker 1>had the sense that something of the atmosphere in their

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<v Speaker 1>home had re shifted. A few days later, Bill received

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<v Speaker 1>a disappointing phone call from a major client. They were

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<v Speaker 1>terribly sorry, they said, but they would have to cancel

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<v Speaker 1>their order. Conscious of the unwieldy electricity bill still hanging

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<v Speaker 1>over their heads, Bill tried to remain upbeat. After all,

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<v Speaker 1>he still had another large order to fulfill. Later that afternoon,

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<v Speaker 1>they canceled too. As the holiday season approached, Bill and Liz,

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<v Speaker 1>with their newborn son and Lawrence, who they felt was

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<v Speaker 1>becoming increasingly withdrawn, found themselves in the grip of a

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<v Speaker 1>very domestic sense of uncertainty. For by now Liz and

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<v Speaker 1>Lawrence were noticing those footsteps too, and the occasional eruptions

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<v Speaker 1>of the inexplicable putrid stench that continued to plague their home.

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<v Speaker 1>But most of all, they couldn't escape that unmistakable, skin

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<v Speaker 1>crawling sensation that something else was in there with them.

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<v Speaker 1>After sharing a first Christmas together in their new home,

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<v Speaker 1>not least for the benefit of Lawrence and their baby's son.

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<v Speaker 1>Bill and Liz agreed to not let the disappointments of

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<v Speaker 1>the last few months and the increasingly strange events, get

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<v Speaker 1>the better of them. It wouldn't be long, however, before

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<v Speaker 1>they were being challenged again. Early in the new year,

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<v Speaker 1>Liz entered the barn overjoyed to find their goat Lulu

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<v Speaker 1>had given birth to two kids, but when she neared them,

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<v Speaker 1>her excitement turned to horror. Though one kid seemed bright

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<v Speaker 1>and healthy, the other lay completely still, its tiny glassy

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<v Speaker 1>eyes fixed and rolled back into its head. The mother

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<v Speaker 1>had crushed it with her hind legs shortly after it

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<v Speaker 1>was borne. Not long after that, Lucinda the pig was

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<v Speaker 1>found rushing about the barn, screaming wildly. A few days later,

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<v Speaker 1>she was diagnosed with a rare disease for which there

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<v Speaker 1>was no cure. The devastated family had no option but

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<v Speaker 1>to have her put down. Liz tried her best not

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<v Speaker 1>to overthink it all, to put it down to unfortunate coincidence,

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<v Speaker 1>but when Bill's orders started drying up too, she couldn't

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<v Speaker 1>ignore it any more. Picking up the phone one morning,

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<v Speaker 1>she took a deep breath and died. A few moments later,

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<v Speaker 1>Bridget Buscombe, the previous resident of hio Fannok, answered the call.

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<v Speaker 1>After introducing herself, Liz, cautious not to sound too odd,

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<v Speaker 1>proceeded to ask Bridget about her time living in the house.

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<v Speaker 1>She was disappointed, however, to learn that she had only

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<v Speaker 1>fond memories of her experiences there. But as the pair

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<v Speaker 1>were just saying their goodbyes, Liz sensed a slight pause

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<v Speaker 1>from Bridget's end. Actually, she said, Finally, there was one thing, yes,

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<v Speaker 1>replied Liz. Once, when she had been lying alone, reading

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<v Speaker 1>in bed, with her husband away on business, she became

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<v Speaker 1>aware of a very gentle creaking sound. Looking across to

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<v Speaker 1>the other side of the room, she was astonished to

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<v Speaker 1>see her antique spinning wheel slowly turning of its owner call.

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<v Speaker 1>She had stared at it utterly perplexed for a number

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<v Speaker 1>of seconds before eventually rising from the bed and jamming

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<v Speaker 1>it with a piece of paper. She knew it, thought Liz.

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<v Speaker 1>They hadn't been imagining it after all. As if in

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<v Speaker 1>response to Lizzie's renewed conviction that something untoward was occurring

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<v Speaker 1>in their home, the strange activity intensified, and in early

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<v Speaker 1>March they finally agreed to seek help. A priest was

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<v Speaker 1>found to bless the house, and although he didn't notice

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<v Speaker 1>anything himself, the family were reassured by his lack of

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<v Speaker 1>judgment and determination to help, and in the days that

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<v Speaker 1>followed the house seemed lighter and more spacious than it

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<v Speaker 1>had done in months. One morning, after Bill had driven

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<v Speaker 1>into town to run some errand Liz took Ben for

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<v Speaker 1>a walk. When she returned, for the first time she

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<v Speaker 1>could remember, Liz felt pleased to see the house, smiling

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<v Speaker 1>warmly at the sight of her husband in one of

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<v Speaker 1>the top floor windows as she made her way up

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<v Speaker 1>the driveway with Ben. But then her smile dropped. Bill's

0:19:25.920 --> 0:19:31.000
<v Speaker 1>car was not in the driveway, meaning it wasn't her husband.

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<v Speaker 1>Standing at the window, with her breath quickening, Liz forced

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<v Speaker 1>herself to look up again. There staring back at her

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<v Speaker 1>from inside the house was the gaunt face of an

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<v Speaker 1>elderly woman she didn't recognize. A moment later it was gone.

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<v Speaker 1>Left terrified at the recent turn of events, but unable

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<v Speaker 1>to afford a move elsewhere, the couple turned their attention

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<v Speaker 1>to the history of the local area in the hope

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<v Speaker 1>that they might uncover something to help understand what seemed

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<v Speaker 1>to be stalking their home. Soon after, a builder, responding

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<v Speaker 1>to a hopeful article placed by Bill in the local paper,

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<v Speaker 1>got in touch. There was something he thought the couple

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<v Speaker 1>should know. The man, as he went on to explain,

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<v Speaker 1>had helped build the house in the nineteen fifties. At

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<v Speaker 1>some point during construction, he and his co workers were

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<v Speaker 1>gathering stones from the ruins of the old manor House

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<v Speaker 1>when they came across a set of old, smashed up

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<v Speaker 1>headstones in amongst the rubble. Could it be, he wondered,

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<v Speaker 1>that the house had in fact been built on the

0:20:55.040 --> 0:21:06.280
<v Speaker 1>site of the old manor houses burial ground. One afternoon

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<v Speaker 1>in the spring of nineteen ninety, Bill was upstairs working

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<v Speaker 1>in his studio when Liz, who was just finishing cleaning

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<v Speaker 1>up in the kitchen, had the sudden urge to check

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<v Speaker 1>on their baby. With a rising sense of panic, Liz

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<v Speaker 1>hurried to the bedroom. Rushing through the door, she looked

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<v Speaker 1>up in horror to find sitting in the chair opposite

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<v Speaker 1>the crib the same elderly woman she had seen looking

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<v Speaker 1>at her from the window a second later, she was gone.

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<v Speaker 1>The next morning, Bill woke in agony to find both

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<v Speaker 1>his hands strangely dry, the skin red and cracking all

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<v Speaker 1>over them. The sudden affliction left him unable to paint

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<v Speaker 1>for weeks on end, But just as the increasingly oppressive

0:21:58.760 --> 0:22:03.439
<v Speaker 1>atmosphere in the house was threatening to overcome them, the

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<v Speaker 1>mood was lifted when the couple learned that Liz was

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<v Speaker 1>pregnant again. The joyous revelation left them more determined than

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<v Speaker 1>ever to find an end to their problems. Local spiritualist

0:22:19.119 --> 0:22:23.200
<v Speaker 1>Ray Williams was recommended to the couple, having apparently succeeded

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<v Speaker 1>in helping other parishioners in similar situations to themselves. Arriving

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<v Speaker 1>one bright April morning along with two colleagues, he swiftly

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<v Speaker 1>set about examining each room of the house for any

0:22:37.119 --> 0:22:43.080
<v Speaker 1>sign of psychical disturbance. Within minutes, Williams was in no

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<v Speaker 1>doubt that something dark had found its way into the property.

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<v Speaker 1>A few days later, with Liz and the children staying

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<v Speaker 1>at her mother's in the nearby village of Cowbridge, Bill

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<v Speaker 1>arrived at the property to meet with the three men again.

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<v Speaker 1>After letting them in, he waited in the kitchen as

0:23:04.160 --> 0:23:10.040
<v Speaker 1>they carefully made their way around the house, blessing each room.

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<v Speaker 1>A short time later, while Bill went through his mail,

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<v Speaker 1>he heard a cry coming from the back of the house.

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<v Speaker 1>Racing outside to investigate, he found one of the men

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<v Speaker 1>doubled over in pain, claiming it had come on as

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<v Speaker 1>soon as he approached the window to the downstairs bathroom.

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<v Speaker 1>Returning to the house, the men made a bee line

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<v Speaker 1>for the small area between the bottom of the stairs

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<v Speaker 1>and the restroom downstairs. Convinced it was where the malicious

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<v Speaker 1>activity was centering, Bill explained with amazement that indeed, it

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<v Speaker 1>was the exact spot where most of the strange events

0:23:49.520 --> 0:23:55.320
<v Speaker 1>seemed to occur. With their investigation completed, the men relayed

0:23:55.359 --> 0:23:58.480
<v Speaker 1>their findings to Bill, stating that they had felt the

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<v Speaker 1>presence of four entities in total, three being an elderly

0:24:03.280 --> 0:24:07.080
<v Speaker 1>woman and two young men, whom they had now successfully

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<v Speaker 1>banished from the house. However, there was one other, far

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<v Speaker 1>darker and clearly not of this world. It was their

0:24:18.560 --> 0:24:22.600
<v Speaker 1>opinion that, unlike the three other entities, it had not

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<v Speaker 1>originated at the sight of the property, but had in

0:24:25.720 --> 0:24:29.399
<v Speaker 1>fact arrived with Bill and may have been following him

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<v Speaker 1>for the past. Twenty years. Later, in an effort to

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<v Speaker 1>provide protection for the family, one of the men returned

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<v Speaker 1>to construct a psychic wall of protection around the house.

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<v Speaker 1>Finding a spot on the kitchen floor, he carefully outlined

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<v Speaker 1>a pentacle with chalk, before placing incense at each point.

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<v Speaker 1>As the perfumed smoke drifted and dispersed into the room, quietly,

0:24:57.600 --> 0:25:03.280
<v Speaker 1>he implored any spirit to vacate the immediately. Twenty minutes

0:25:03.320 --> 0:25:07.359
<v Speaker 1>later he was gone, leaving Bill alone to rack his

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<v Speaker 1>brains for any reason as to why a malicious entity

0:25:10.920 --> 0:25:14.560
<v Speaker 1>might have attached itself to him. And then it came

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<v Speaker 1>to him Alex Sanders. Back in his early twenties, when

0:25:26.680 --> 0:25:28.960
<v Speaker 1>Bill was trying to make a name for himself as

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<v Speaker 1>an aspiring artist in London, he was introduced to a

0:25:32.800 --> 0:25:38.080
<v Speaker 1>man named Alex Sanders, the self styled King of the Witches.

0:25:39.880 --> 0:25:43.040
<v Speaker 1>The controversial Sanders had at one time been a follower

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<v Speaker 1>of renowned Wiccan practitioner Gerald Gardner, before splitting from his

0:25:48.040 --> 0:25:54.040
<v Speaker 1>teachings to pursue his own interpretations of ceremonial magic. Having

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<v Speaker 1>at one point been informed of Bill's ambitions, Sanders offered

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<v Speaker 1>to initiate him into his coven in an effort to

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<v Speaker 1>aid his development as an artist. With nothing to lose

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<v Speaker 1>and curious to know more, Bill accepted his invitation. However,

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<v Speaker 1>no sooner had Bill begun the series of initiation rituals

0:26:15.800 --> 0:26:18.320
<v Speaker 1>than he had a change of heart and pulled out

0:26:18.359 --> 0:26:22.400
<v Speaker 1>of it. Could it be? He wondered that his failure

0:26:22.440 --> 0:26:26.600
<v Speaker 1>to complete the initiation had opened some kind of gateway,

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<v Speaker 1>allowing something unsavory to come through and attach itself to him.

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<v Speaker 1>Either way, when the family moved back to the house

0:26:36.720 --> 0:26:40.320
<v Speaker 1>that summer, they found that whatever the spiritualists had done

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<v Speaker 1>appeared to have worked. Gone was the heavy, oppressive atmosphere,

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<v Speaker 1>those strange noises and noxious smells. Despite the apparent cleansing

0:26:53.960 --> 0:26:59.080
<v Speaker 1>of Iyolfannock. However, Bill, growing increasingly worried about the impact

0:26:59.119 --> 0:27:02.080
<v Speaker 1>it was all having on Lawrence, was unwilling to take

0:27:02.119 --> 0:27:06.320
<v Speaker 1>any more chances. After consulting with his ex wife, it

0:27:06.359 --> 0:27:08.399
<v Speaker 1>was arranged to have Lawrence take a room at a

0:27:08.440 --> 0:27:12.840
<v Speaker 1>nearby boarding house. Though Bill was relieved that his oldest

0:27:12.840 --> 0:27:16.000
<v Speaker 1>son could now get on with life away from the Mayhem,

0:27:16.400 --> 0:27:20.600
<v Speaker 1>it was a further hit to the family finances. As

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<v Speaker 1>if things weren't complicated enough, a nationwide recession had all

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<v Speaker 1>but done for his regular stream of income. In July,

0:27:28.920 --> 0:27:32.080
<v Speaker 1>they were forced to sell the car, and being unable

0:27:32.080 --> 0:27:35.600
<v Speaker 1>to pay the phone bill, their line was cut off.

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<v Speaker 1>With a number of friends and family having found it

0:27:40.240 --> 0:27:44.280
<v Speaker 1>difficult to sympathize with their recent plight, having no experience

0:27:44.280 --> 0:27:47.399
<v Speaker 1>of what it was they had been through, the family

0:27:47.400 --> 0:27:53.320
<v Speaker 1>could scarcely have felt more isolated that summer of nineteen ninety.

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<v Speaker 1>The trees that surrounded the house seemed to loom higher

0:27:58.080 --> 0:28:03.000
<v Speaker 1>than ever, the rising hills of the beacons taller and

0:28:03.119 --> 0:28:07.960
<v Speaker 1>more foreboding, and it wasn't long before Bill and Liz

0:28:08.840 --> 0:28:23.359
<v Speaker 1>were hearing those footsteps again. Bill deftly wiped away the

0:28:23.400 --> 0:28:27.840
<v Speaker 1>paint with the cloth and tried once more, this time

0:28:27.920 --> 0:28:31.280
<v Speaker 1>taking extra care as he dipped the brush before again

0:28:31.480 --> 0:28:34.159
<v Speaker 1>attempting to correct the line from the upper thigh to

0:28:34.240 --> 0:28:38.200
<v Speaker 1>the knee. He stood back to get a better look

0:28:38.760 --> 0:28:44.040
<v Speaker 1>and was immediately disappointed. Damn it, he thought, as he

0:28:44.080 --> 0:28:49.360
<v Speaker 1>grudgingly wiped the paint away again. Though the weeks since

0:28:49.360 --> 0:28:53.120
<v Speaker 1>the house had been exercised in July had been comparatively calm,

0:28:53.720 --> 0:28:59.920
<v Speaker 1>the family's financial situation was becoming increasingly desperate. Things appeared

0:28:59.920 --> 0:29:03.000
<v Speaker 1>to be looking up, however, when Bill was commissioned out

0:29:03.040 --> 0:29:06.000
<v Speaker 1>of the blue by his neighbour Susanna, to paint a

0:29:06.040 --> 0:29:11.120
<v Speaker 1>portrait of her favorite horse, Echo. Bill wasn't entirely sure

0:29:11.240 --> 0:29:14.200
<v Speaker 1>if it had been out of sympathy or genuine interest,

0:29:14.920 --> 0:29:18.680
<v Speaker 1>but either way he was grateful not only for the money,

0:29:19.120 --> 0:29:21.520
<v Speaker 1>but also the chance to finally put his mind at

0:29:21.560 --> 0:29:25.120
<v Speaker 1>rest and move on from the stress of the previous year.

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<v Speaker 1>It was a fairly simple piece to complete by his standards,

0:29:30.760 --> 0:29:35.360
<v Speaker 1>constructed in two parts, the first being the composition of

0:29:35.400 --> 0:29:39.960
<v Speaker 1>the backdrop, which Bill had decided on himself after spending

0:29:40.000 --> 0:29:43.200
<v Speaker 1>the day scouring the local countryside for the perfect setting.

0:29:44.760 --> 0:29:47.960
<v Speaker 1>With that completed, he had then set about painting in

0:29:48.040 --> 0:29:51.880
<v Speaker 1>the horse on top, using a recent photograph provided by

0:29:51.960 --> 0:29:56.320
<v Speaker 1>his neighbour. All was going well until it came to

0:29:56.360 --> 0:30:00.160
<v Speaker 1>finishing up the back leg. No matter how many times

0:30:00.160 --> 0:30:03.560
<v Speaker 1>he tried, the brush just wouldn't do what he wanted.

0:30:05.440 --> 0:30:09.560
<v Speaker 1>In the end, despite countless efforts, Bill was eventually forced

0:30:09.640 --> 0:30:16.040
<v Speaker 1>to admit defeat, hoping that his neighbour wouldn't notice. Thankfully, Susanna,

0:30:16.440 --> 0:30:19.680
<v Speaker 1>who was clearly very fond of the animal, was delighted

0:30:19.720 --> 0:30:23.680
<v Speaker 1>with his efforts, and so it was with some distress

0:30:23.960 --> 0:30:28.200
<v Speaker 1>when she informed Bill a few weeks later that Echo

0:30:28.680 --> 0:30:39.320
<v Speaker 1>had died. It began soon after Susanna had hung up

0:30:39.360 --> 0:30:43.320
<v Speaker 1>the painting. Watching the horse in the paddock one afternoon,

0:30:44.040 --> 0:30:48.000
<v Speaker 1>she noticed he was limping and clearly in some considerable pain.

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<v Speaker 1>A subsequent check up with the vet revealed a peculiar

0:30:52.160 --> 0:30:55.200
<v Speaker 1>injury to one of its hind legs, which had caused

0:30:55.200 --> 0:31:01.240
<v Speaker 1>it to swell up inexplicably. Echo's condition to deteriorated rapidly

0:31:01.280 --> 0:31:05.560
<v Speaker 1>over the next few days, until one morning he simply

0:31:05.600 --> 0:31:12.960
<v Speaker 1>wandered out into the fields, keeled over and died. Having

0:31:13.000 --> 0:31:17.360
<v Speaker 1>returned home after burying the animal, A devastated Susannah found

0:31:17.360 --> 0:31:21.800
<v Speaker 1>herself reminiscing in front of Bill's painting when she noticed

0:31:21.840 --> 0:31:27.160
<v Speaker 1>something peculiar at the precise spot where the horse had

0:31:27.160 --> 0:31:31.360
<v Speaker 1>developed his injury. Bill's multiple attempts to get the leg

0:31:31.680 --> 0:31:38.320
<v Speaker 1>just right had left it looking oddly swollen. Then she

0:31:38.440 --> 0:31:43.800
<v Speaker 1>noticed something else that sent a sharp chill along her spine.

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<v Speaker 1>The backdrop that Bill had randomly chosen was the precise

0:31:48.400 --> 0:31:55.200
<v Speaker 1>spot where Echo had been found dead. A few nights later,

0:31:55.640 --> 0:31:58.360
<v Speaker 1>Bill and Liz were woken at home by that familiar

0:31:58.440 --> 0:32:05.000
<v Speaker 1>sound like heavy footsteps lumbering about the house. The thing,

0:32:05.200 --> 0:32:16.680
<v Speaker 1>it seemed was back. In August, it was the turn

0:32:16.720 --> 0:32:20.000
<v Speaker 1>of Reverend Roy Matthews of the Holy Trinity Church in

0:32:20.040 --> 0:32:24.160
<v Speaker 1>Abergavenny to try and put an end to the couple's troubles.

0:32:25.240 --> 0:32:29.000
<v Speaker 1>Arriving with three colleagues, he immediately set about getting a

0:32:29.040 --> 0:32:34.640
<v Speaker 1>feel for the property, extraordinarily without any prompting from Bill

0:32:34.840 --> 0:32:38.880
<v Speaker 1>or Liz. He also came to the unsettling conclusion that

0:32:38.920 --> 0:32:42.520
<v Speaker 1>a plaintive elderly woman, as well as two young men

0:32:43.040 --> 0:32:48.320
<v Speaker 1>and one other much darker and distinctly inhuman entity, were

0:32:48.360 --> 0:32:53.520
<v Speaker 1>haunting their home. The couple were left a little disappointed, however,

0:32:54.360 --> 0:32:56.880
<v Speaker 1>when the best the reverend could offer was to get

0:32:56.920 --> 0:33:00.960
<v Speaker 1>together and pray whenever they sensed the atmosphere growing oppressive.

0:33:02.720 --> 0:33:07.320
<v Speaker 1>Soon after, whilst clearing space in his studio, Bill discovered

0:33:07.320 --> 0:33:11.320
<v Speaker 1>a photograph of an elderly woman hidden amongst some old furniture.

0:33:12.480 --> 0:33:16.160
<v Speaker 1>When he showed it to Liz, her face dropped in astonishment.

0:33:17.920 --> 0:33:21.080
<v Speaker 1>The woman, who turned out to be Marian Hoburn, the

0:33:21.160 --> 0:33:25.200
<v Speaker 1>landlord's mother and former occupant of heel Fannock, was the

0:33:25.240 --> 0:33:31.560
<v Speaker 1>same ghostly figure she had been seeing in December nineteen ninety,

0:33:32.560 --> 0:33:37.120
<v Speaker 1>the couple's second child, Rebecca, was born, arriving like a

0:33:37.160 --> 0:33:41.719
<v Speaker 1>spark of fire to illuminate the incessant gloom. But it

0:33:41.800 --> 0:33:44.880
<v Speaker 1>wasn't long before the darkness was beginning to press in

0:33:45.080 --> 0:33:52.520
<v Speaker 1>once more. Shortly after the birth, Liz had just returned

0:33:52.520 --> 0:33:55.120
<v Speaker 1>to the house after taking the babies for a stroll

0:33:56.320 --> 0:34:02.760
<v Speaker 1>when she sent something moving across the kitchen door, calling

0:34:02.760 --> 0:34:07.080
<v Speaker 1>out for Bill. She got no reply, despite now clearly

0:34:07.400 --> 0:34:11.560
<v Speaker 1>seeing the outline of a tall figure offering just inside

0:34:11.600 --> 0:34:16.600
<v Speaker 1>the door. Hurriedly, she gathered up the children, and, whilst

0:34:16.760 --> 0:34:19.760
<v Speaker 1>keeping her eyes firmly fixed on the figure in the kitchen,

0:34:20.840 --> 0:34:26.840
<v Speaker 1>quietly backed out of the house. A few days later,

0:34:27.239 --> 0:34:30.760
<v Speaker 1>Liz and Bill packed their things and moved into Lizzie's

0:34:30.800 --> 0:34:41.800
<v Speaker 1>mother's house in nearby Cowbridge. The quiet market town of

0:34:41.880 --> 0:34:46.040
<v Speaker 1>Cowbridge was a welcome respite from the isolation of Hulfannog,

0:34:47.000 --> 0:34:49.719
<v Speaker 1>and though money was still an issue, with demand for

0:34:49.800 --> 0:34:53.359
<v Speaker 1>Bill's work struggling to pick up, it wasn't long before

0:34:53.400 --> 0:34:57.799
<v Speaker 1>they felt a sense of normality being restored for a

0:34:57.840 --> 0:35:03.040
<v Speaker 1>short while. At least, it was Liz who noticed at

0:35:03.080 --> 0:35:08.680
<v Speaker 1>first that sudden familiar feeling of being watched as if

0:35:08.719 --> 0:35:12.000
<v Speaker 1>a wispy tendril of darkness were reaching out to them

0:35:12.280 --> 0:35:17.200
<v Speaker 1>from out of the depths of the countryside. One evening,

0:35:17.840 --> 0:35:21.600
<v Speaker 1>having put the children to bed, Bill, Liz and her

0:35:21.640 --> 0:35:25.120
<v Speaker 1>mother were just sitting down for dinner when a weird

0:35:25.239 --> 0:35:30.200
<v Speaker 1>crackle of static came through on the baby monitor. That

0:35:30.400 --> 0:35:36.920
<v Speaker 1>wasn't static, thought Liz with horror. It was a voice.

0:35:37.080 --> 0:35:40.040
<v Speaker 1>Immediately she rushed to the bedroom and switched on the light,

0:35:41.040 --> 0:35:47.600
<v Speaker 1>but found only her two children fast asleep in their beds.

0:35:49.160 --> 0:35:52.560
<v Speaker 1>A few days later, having heard all about Liz's troubles,

0:35:53.160 --> 0:35:57.680
<v Speaker 1>a neighbor suggested she make contact with local reverend David Holmewood.

0:35:58.640 --> 0:36:02.240
<v Speaker 1>Having reached out to him, Homeward arrived at Lizzie's mother's

0:36:02.280 --> 0:36:06.240
<v Speaker 1>home a few days later along with his associate Anita,

0:36:06.920 --> 0:36:10.759
<v Speaker 1>to discuss the couple's predicament. By the time he left

0:36:10.800 --> 0:36:13.640
<v Speaker 1>at two a m. He was in no doubt as

0:36:13.640 --> 0:36:17.840
<v Speaker 1>to the source of their affliction. It was simple, he

0:36:17.920 --> 0:36:25.480
<v Speaker 1>told them, you were being stalked by demons. That night,

0:36:25.960 --> 0:36:29.120
<v Speaker 1>as David and Anita drove home through the narrow, winding

0:36:29.120 --> 0:36:33.080
<v Speaker 1>country roads, something shot toward them from out of the

0:36:33.160 --> 0:36:36.720
<v Speaker 1>dark and smashed into the windscreen with a mighty crack.

0:36:38.320 --> 0:36:41.279
<v Speaker 1>The pair screamed as David slammed on the brakes and

0:36:41.360 --> 0:36:43.840
<v Speaker 1>brought the car to a shuddering stop by the side

0:36:43.840 --> 0:36:48.560
<v Speaker 1>of the road. Catching their breath, they looked up to

0:36:48.640 --> 0:36:54.520
<v Speaker 1>find the shattered windscreen covered in blood. Cautiously, David stepped

0:36:54.560 --> 0:36:59.080
<v Speaker 1>out into the road, and there, illuminated by the glare

0:36:59.120 --> 0:37:02.360
<v Speaker 1>of the head lights, he found the twitching body of

0:37:02.440 --> 0:37:08.120
<v Speaker 1>a dead owl. The message was clear, he thought, stay

0:37:08.160 --> 0:37:19.000
<v Speaker 1>away from the house. It was two weeks later that

0:37:19.120 --> 0:37:22.520
<v Speaker 1>David and Anita were back on the road, keeping their

0:37:22.560 --> 0:37:25.879
<v Speaker 1>eyes fixed on Bill's car up ahead as he led

0:37:25.920 --> 0:37:30.279
<v Speaker 1>them through the winding country lanes toward their destination under

0:37:30.320 --> 0:37:35.400
<v Speaker 1>the shadowed edges of the Northern Beacons. But as they

0:37:35.440 --> 0:37:39.040
<v Speaker 1>turned a corner, David was gripped by a sudden pang

0:37:39.160 --> 0:37:43.080
<v Speaker 1>of anxiety, as if something were pushing down hard on

0:37:43.200 --> 0:37:47.880
<v Speaker 1>his chest. Anita could only watch in terror as he

0:37:47.920 --> 0:37:51.400
<v Speaker 1>struggled to keep control of the vehicle before finally bringing

0:37:51.440 --> 0:37:56.440
<v Speaker 1>it to a skidding stop by the side of the road. Immediately,

0:37:57.080 --> 0:38:00.920
<v Speaker 1>David reached out for Anita's hand, and there they sat,

0:38:01.600 --> 0:38:05.200
<v Speaker 1>repeating the Lord's prayer over and over until they were

0:38:05.239 --> 0:38:11.120
<v Speaker 1>certain that disturbance had been lifted. Moments later, they pulled

0:38:11.120 --> 0:38:18.160
<v Speaker 1>into the driveway of heel Fannock. The plan was simple

0:38:18.840 --> 0:38:22.080
<v Speaker 1>to get in and out as quickly as possible, confiscating

0:38:22.080 --> 0:38:24.680
<v Speaker 1>anything that could be serving as a conduit for the

0:38:24.680 --> 0:38:29.919
<v Speaker 1>demonic forces which David believed were plaguing the home. From

0:38:29.960 --> 0:38:34.200
<v Speaker 1>incense burners to books on the paranormal and Buddhism, all

0:38:34.280 --> 0:38:37.120
<v Speaker 1>of it was thrown into a box and taken out

0:38:37.160 --> 0:38:42.520
<v Speaker 1>to the car. Upsettingly for Bill, it was largely his

0:38:42.600 --> 0:38:46.319
<v Speaker 1>own artwork that was of most concern to the evangelists.

0:38:47.520 --> 0:38:50.840
<v Speaker 1>It was this, above all else, that David believed to

0:38:50.840 --> 0:38:56.279
<v Speaker 1>be empowering whatever demons were stalking the family. Bill could

0:38:56.360 --> 0:39:00.560
<v Speaker 1>only watch with dismay as one offending article after another

0:39:01.320 --> 0:39:06.080
<v Speaker 1>was removed and promptly escorted from the house. But what

0:39:06.239 --> 0:39:09.640
<v Speaker 1>will you do with it all, he asked? We will

0:39:09.640 --> 0:39:21.360
<v Speaker 1>burn it, of course, came David's prompt reply. The following morning,

0:39:21.640 --> 0:39:24.840
<v Speaker 1>with the help of his son, David dug a shallow

0:39:24.880 --> 0:39:28.440
<v Speaker 1>pit in his garden into which all the tainted items

0:39:28.480 --> 0:39:33.320
<v Speaker 1>were dumped, covered in lighter fluid, and set on fire.

0:39:34.160 --> 0:39:37.840
<v Speaker 1>The pair watched as the flames jumped and licked ever higher,

0:39:38.560 --> 0:39:42.920
<v Speaker 1>spitting and crackling as the fire feasted on the myriad items.

0:39:43.520 --> 0:39:47.880
<v Speaker 1>Then slowly David became aware of another sound, seeming to

0:39:47.920 --> 0:39:53.840
<v Speaker 1>emanate from deep within the flames, a hideous screeching sound,

0:39:54.320 --> 0:39:57.800
<v Speaker 1>as if something inside the fire were being burned alive,

0:40:04.040 --> 0:40:08.440
<v Speaker 1>but it would all be in vain. Sadly, despite his

0:40:08.520 --> 0:40:14.680
<v Speaker 1>best efforts, David's attempted exorcism would ultimately prove ineffective when

0:40:14.719 --> 0:40:18.360
<v Speaker 1>only a few weeks later the Hauntings returned with a vengeance.

0:40:20.560 --> 0:40:24.000
<v Speaker 1>Unable to afford a move away and with all avenues

0:40:24.120 --> 0:40:28.239
<v Speaker 1>seemingly exhausted, Bill and Liz had no choice but to

0:40:28.320 --> 0:40:31.799
<v Speaker 1>try and learn to live with it all, and so

0:40:31.920 --> 0:40:36.160
<v Speaker 1>they did, doing all they could to ignore the disembodied

0:40:36.160 --> 0:40:43.440
<v Speaker 1>footsteps and strange spectral visions. As ever, Bill sought solace

0:40:43.480 --> 0:40:47.719
<v Speaker 1>in his painting, and with one painting in particular, with

0:40:47.800 --> 0:40:53.120
<v Speaker 1>which he was becoming increasingly immersed, a peculiar canvas of

0:40:53.160 --> 0:40:57.480
<v Speaker 1>pastal colors and tubular strands that seemed to wrap and

0:40:57.560 --> 0:41:02.520
<v Speaker 1>snake around themselves. It was like nothing he had painted before.

0:41:04.800 --> 0:41:08.560
<v Speaker 1>But such endeavors only ever provided fleeting moments of comfort,

0:41:09.160 --> 0:41:12.160
<v Speaker 1>and by the end of nineteen ninety three, they had

0:41:12.160 --> 0:41:16.440
<v Speaker 1>all but given up hope of ever escaping their horrifying ordeal.

0:41:18.320 --> 0:41:22.040
<v Speaker 1>Little could they have known then that help was just

0:41:22.160 --> 0:41:36.319
<v Speaker 1>around the corner. Film producer Annie mac donald had been

0:41:36.360 --> 0:41:39.920
<v Speaker 1>wrestling with a documentary idea for some time regarding the

0:41:39.960 --> 0:41:45.839
<v Speaker 1>exploits of apparent psychic and self styled ghost hunter Eddie Burkes.

0:41:46.600 --> 0:41:50.080
<v Speaker 1>Back in August nineteen ninety two, Burkes had achieved some

0:41:50.239 --> 0:41:54.120
<v Speaker 1>notoriety after he claimed to have successfully banished the ghost

0:41:54.560 --> 0:41:58.040
<v Speaker 1>of a sixteenth century courtier from the offices of the

0:41:58.080 --> 0:42:04.640
<v Speaker 1>exclusive British banking Institut Coots. Incredibly, not only had Burkes

0:42:04.640 --> 0:42:07.759
<v Speaker 1>been invited to locate the ghost by representatives of the

0:42:07.760 --> 0:42:11.560
<v Speaker 1>bank itself, but they had also attested to his success

0:42:11.600 --> 0:42:16.280
<v Speaker 1>in removing it from their offices. When MacDonald, who also

0:42:16.320 --> 0:42:19.840
<v Speaker 1>lived near the brecam Beacons, heard about the peculiar goings

0:42:19.880 --> 0:42:23.920
<v Speaker 1>on at he Olfannock, she wasted little time in contacting

0:42:23.960 --> 0:42:28.680
<v Speaker 1>Lissendbill with a proposition she would set them up with

0:42:28.760 --> 0:42:32.240
<v Speaker 1>Burkes if they agreed to let her film his process.

0:42:33.920 --> 0:42:36.240
<v Speaker 1>Though the couple were reticent at the thought of letting

0:42:36.239 --> 0:42:39.879
<v Speaker 1>a documentary crew into their home, they also knew they

0:42:39.880 --> 0:42:45.080
<v Speaker 1>had nothing to lose. It was difficult to know quite

0:42:45.080 --> 0:42:48.520
<v Speaker 1>what to make of the slight, bespectacled Burks when he

0:42:48.560 --> 0:42:52.960
<v Speaker 1>first arrived that early March afternoon, dressed unassumingly in his

0:42:53.120 --> 0:42:57.920
<v Speaker 1>dark green and Iraq. Nonetheless, lissen Bill tried to remain

0:42:58.000 --> 0:43:01.560
<v Speaker 1>optimistic as they invited him, along with his friend and

0:43:01.640 --> 0:43:05.600
<v Speaker 1>writer Gillian Cribbs, as well as MacDonald and her production

0:43:05.719 --> 0:43:11.960
<v Speaker 1>crew into their home. Moments later, with everyone gathered around

0:43:11.960 --> 0:43:15.960
<v Speaker 1>the kitchen table, Liz and Bill filled them in on

0:43:16.000 --> 0:43:21.480
<v Speaker 1>all that had happened so far. The tiredness and distress

0:43:21.760 --> 0:43:25.400
<v Speaker 1>etched across the couple's faces as they talked showed just

0:43:25.480 --> 0:43:29.600
<v Speaker 1>how difficult the last few years had been, while behind them,

0:43:29.920 --> 0:43:33.720
<v Speaker 1>long triangular strips of wallpaper hanging limply from the wall

0:43:34.520 --> 0:43:37.680
<v Speaker 1>gave the impression that even the house itself was starting

0:43:37.719 --> 0:43:42.520
<v Speaker 1>to crumble from the strain. When Liz finally brought their

0:43:42.560 --> 0:43:47.600
<v Speaker 1>account to an end, Burkes became suddenly distracted and asked

0:43:47.600 --> 0:43:50.239
<v Speaker 1>to be taken outside to inspect the ruins of the

0:43:50.280 --> 0:43:55.520
<v Speaker 1>old manor house. With the camera operator following close behind,

0:43:56.120 --> 0:43:59.040
<v Speaker 1>the group made their way into the garden through a

0:43:59.040 --> 0:44:04.320
<v Speaker 1>line of trees and on to the crumbling ruins behind. Strangely,

0:44:04.840 --> 0:44:09.520
<v Speaker 1>when they arrived, however, much to the operator's dismay, the

0:44:09.600 --> 0:44:15.040
<v Speaker 1>camera completely shut down. The battery, despite having been almost

0:44:15.120 --> 0:44:21.239
<v Speaker 1>fully charged only minutes before, had gone completely flat. A

0:44:21.280 --> 0:44:26.080
<v Speaker 1>second camera operated by MacDonald appeared unaffected, as she kept

0:44:26.120 --> 0:44:29.560
<v Speaker 1>it steady on Burkes while he requested quiet from everyone,

0:44:30.280 --> 0:44:40.800
<v Speaker 1>and then promptly fell into a trance. When mc donald

0:44:40.800 --> 0:44:43.960
<v Speaker 1>had first traveled to meet Burkes, not long after she

0:44:44.040 --> 0:44:48.080
<v Speaker 1>first informed him of the situation at Lisonbill's home, he

0:44:48.160 --> 0:44:52.200
<v Speaker 1>had also entered a trance. When he came out of it,

0:44:52.600 --> 0:44:55.439
<v Speaker 1>he explained that he had been communicating with a young

0:44:55.560 --> 0:44:59.920
<v Speaker 1>man whose soul he said was trapped at hee Olfanno.

0:45:01.480 --> 0:45:05.120
<v Speaker 1>The man had apparently described the experience to him as

0:45:05.239 --> 0:45:08.640
<v Speaker 1>like being caught in a thicket that conspired to entrap

0:45:08.719 --> 0:45:13.360
<v Speaker 1>him every time he tried to escape. The young man

0:45:13.480 --> 0:45:17.280
<v Speaker 1>had apparently also told Burkes that he had been murdered

0:45:17.960 --> 0:45:21.640
<v Speaker 1>sometime in the nineteenth century by a sickening blow to

0:45:21.719 --> 0:45:26.320
<v Speaker 1>the back of the head. Back in the garden. Burke's

0:45:26.520 --> 0:45:32.040
<v Speaker 1>voice broke the silence. The young man was with them now,

0:45:32.120 --> 0:45:38.560
<v Speaker 1>he said, and was trying to tell him something. This

0:45:38.880 --> 0:45:41.759
<v Speaker 1>was the place, he was saying, where he had seen

0:45:41.840 --> 0:45:46.040
<v Speaker 1>something he shouldn't have, the very thing that had cost

0:45:46.120 --> 0:45:51.080
<v Speaker 1>him his life. As Burkes went on to detail more

0:45:51.160 --> 0:45:55.160
<v Speaker 1>about the boy's murder, Gillian noticed a look of recognition

0:45:55.440 --> 0:46:01.840
<v Speaker 1>spreading across Liz's face. As Liz explained, late during the

0:46:01.880 --> 0:46:05.000
<v Speaker 1>second year of their stay at the house, she had

0:46:05.080 --> 0:46:08.000
<v Speaker 1>learnt about the brutal murder of a young farm hand

0:46:08.680 --> 0:46:12.560
<v Speaker 1>that occurred in the mid nineteenth century within walking distance

0:46:12.960 --> 0:46:17.960
<v Speaker 1>of heieol Fannock. All this time she had wondered if

0:46:18.000 --> 0:46:20.759
<v Speaker 1>it had anything to do with the strange activity in

0:46:20.800 --> 0:46:25.400
<v Speaker 1>their home. Could it be she thought that this was

0:46:25.440 --> 0:46:36.520
<v Speaker 1>the young man that Burkes had been communicating with. It

0:46:36.680 --> 0:46:39.760
<v Speaker 1>was a cold and misty morning in November eighteen forty

0:46:39.800 --> 0:46:43.919
<v Speaker 1>eight at Coomboody Farm, a kilometer away from what would

0:46:43.960 --> 0:46:49.520
<v Speaker 1>later become heieol Fannock, when farm servant Elizabeth Phillips rose

0:46:49.640 --> 0:46:52.360
<v Speaker 1>just before dawn and made her way to a nearby

0:46:52.400 --> 0:46:57.080
<v Speaker 1>brook to fetch some water. Approaching the entry gate to

0:46:57.120 --> 0:47:00.319
<v Speaker 1>the yard, she was surprised to find seventy teen year

0:47:00.360 --> 0:47:04.320
<v Speaker 1>old farm hand James Griffith suddenly appear from out of

0:47:04.400 --> 0:47:09.359
<v Speaker 1>the dark with an odd grin on his face. After

0:47:09.440 --> 0:47:13.279
<v Speaker 1>muttering a brief good morning, he headed off toward the farmhouse,

0:47:13.920 --> 0:47:18.520
<v Speaker 1>leaving Elizabeth to fetch the water on her own. When

0:47:18.520 --> 0:47:21.920
<v Speaker 1>she returned via the gate a few minutes later, she

0:47:22.080 --> 0:47:25.880
<v Speaker 1>was startled by a strange, moaning sound that seemed to

0:47:26.000 --> 0:47:30.600
<v Speaker 1>rise out of nowhere. In terror, she hurried back to

0:47:30.640 --> 0:47:33.759
<v Speaker 1>the house and called out for James to help her

0:47:33.920 --> 0:47:37.880
<v Speaker 1>find the source of the noise. When Elizabeth heard it again,

0:47:38.320 --> 0:47:41.480
<v Speaker 1>coming from somewhere toward the back of the yard, she

0:47:41.560 --> 0:47:44.200
<v Speaker 1>asked James to stay put while she went to fetch

0:47:44.200 --> 0:47:49.239
<v Speaker 1>a torch. By the time she returned, however, James had

0:47:49.320 --> 0:47:54.280
<v Speaker 1>disappeared after failing to find a source for the noise.

0:47:55.120 --> 0:47:58.400
<v Speaker 1>It wasn't until much later in the day that Elizabeth

0:47:58.640 --> 0:48:02.440
<v Speaker 1>caught sight of something lying underneath a dung heap that

0:48:02.600 --> 0:48:07.120
<v Speaker 1>caused her to cry out in horror, a pair of

0:48:07.200 --> 0:48:12.720
<v Speaker 1>legs lying in a pool of blood. Having been roused

0:48:12.719 --> 0:48:16.880
<v Speaker 1>by Elizabeth's screams, farmer John Powell and his son rushed

0:48:16.920 --> 0:48:20.480
<v Speaker 1>to her aid. Together they pulled the body from the

0:48:20.520 --> 0:48:23.359
<v Speaker 1>heap to find it was in fact another of their

0:48:23.400 --> 0:48:29.719
<v Speaker 1>farm hands, the eighteen year old Thomas Edwards. Remarkably, the

0:48:29.760 --> 0:48:34.680
<v Speaker 1>young man was still alive, remarkable because on picking him

0:48:34.760 --> 0:48:38.279
<v Speaker 1>up to carry him inside, they discovered a four inch

0:48:38.360 --> 0:48:42.319
<v Speaker 1>wide hole in the back of his head, bleeding profusely,

0:48:43.640 --> 0:48:47.880
<v Speaker 1>and beneath him clearly visible on the ground the missing

0:48:47.920 --> 0:48:54.360
<v Speaker 1>pieces of his skull. Thomas clung on for a number

0:48:54.360 --> 0:48:57.960
<v Speaker 1>of hours in a state of severe confusion, before eventually

0:48:58.000 --> 0:49:02.840
<v Speaker 1>succumbing to his injuries. Just as Eddie Burkes had claimed,

0:49:03.560 --> 0:49:07.120
<v Speaker 1>the unfortunate man had been killed by a sickening blow

0:49:07.360 --> 0:49:12.960
<v Speaker 1>to the back of his head. Four months later, James Griffiths,

0:49:13.320 --> 0:49:16.680
<v Speaker 1>who also went by the name of Thomas Williams, was

0:49:16.760 --> 0:49:20.840
<v Speaker 1>arrested in Ipswich, some three hundred miles away, still wearing

0:49:20.920 --> 0:49:25.720
<v Speaker 1>clothes that he had stolen from Thomas Edwards. Griffiths eventually

0:49:25.760 --> 0:49:28.920
<v Speaker 1>confessed that he had murdered Edwards to steal what little

0:49:28.960 --> 0:49:33.960
<v Speaker 1>money he had in his possession. It was Eddie Burkes's belief, however,

0:49:34.800 --> 0:49:38.080
<v Speaker 1>that Edwards had in fact stumbled upon some kind of

0:49:38.200 --> 0:49:42.880
<v Speaker 1>satanic ritual and was murdered by Griffith, acting under the

0:49:42.960 --> 0:49:47.680
<v Speaker 1>instructions of someone unknown to protect the identities of those

0:49:47.719 --> 0:49:52.480
<v Speaker 1>who had been seen. However, no evidence has ever been

0:49:52.520 --> 0:49:57.120
<v Speaker 1>found to support this theory. Although curiously not that it

0:49:57.200 --> 0:50:01.560
<v Speaker 1>suggests anything to do with the greatly misunderstood practice of Satanism.

0:50:02.320 --> 0:50:06.320
<v Speaker 1>When Griffiths first confessed committing the murder, he also claimed

0:50:06.320 --> 0:50:09.800
<v Speaker 1>that a woman named Jane Morgan had been the cause

0:50:09.840 --> 0:50:14.080
<v Speaker 1>of it. This name was later retracted from his confession.

0:50:15.680 --> 0:50:19.560
<v Speaker 1>Once convicted of his crime, Griffiths, who had been abandoned

0:50:19.560 --> 0:50:22.560
<v Speaker 1>by his family at a young age and spent most

0:50:22.600 --> 0:50:25.560
<v Speaker 1>of his teenage life drifting from one job to another,

0:50:26.360 --> 0:50:32.000
<v Speaker 1>was sentenced to death by hanging on Wednesday, eighteenth April

0:50:32.440 --> 0:50:37.000
<v Speaker 1>eighteen forty nine. That by then eighteen years old, James

0:50:37.000 --> 0:50:40.760
<v Speaker 1>Griffiths was marched to the gallows at Brecon County Jail

0:50:41.320 --> 0:50:44.879
<v Speaker 1>in front of a large crowd of onlookers and hung

0:50:44.920 --> 0:50:56.360
<v Speaker 1>from his neck until death. With Liz concluding the tragic

0:50:56.440 --> 0:51:00.280
<v Speaker 1>tale of the farm hands, something striking occurred to the group.

0:51:01.840 --> 0:51:04.479
<v Speaker 1>Could it be that perhaps the spirits of those two

0:51:04.520 --> 0:51:07.680
<v Speaker 1>young men were the same spirits that the couple had

0:51:07.719 --> 0:51:13.360
<v Speaker 1>been told on two separate occasions were trapped in the property,

0:51:13.400 --> 0:51:17.279
<v Speaker 1>with the landlord's mother possibly accounting for the third, that

0:51:17.440 --> 0:51:23.480
<v Speaker 1>left only the fourth in human entity unaccounted for. With

0:51:23.600 --> 0:51:27.200
<v Speaker 1>the group back in the kitchen, the quiet, Burkes took

0:51:27.200 --> 0:51:31.760
<v Speaker 1>a seat at the table. After confirming that the spirit

0:51:31.840 --> 0:51:34.759
<v Speaker 1>of the young man he had been communicating with had

0:51:34.800 --> 0:51:39.000
<v Speaker 1>now moved on, he closed his eyes and fell into

0:51:39.000 --> 0:51:45.279
<v Speaker 1>another trance. Opening them again, Burke was drawn immediately to

0:51:45.360 --> 0:51:48.080
<v Speaker 1>the spot near the bathroom, close to the bottom of

0:51:48.120 --> 0:51:52.319
<v Speaker 1>the stairs, sensing a strange darkness was being harboured there.

0:51:53.719 --> 0:51:58.360
<v Speaker 1>But there was also something else. He closed his eyes again.

0:52:00.200 --> 0:52:03.480
<v Speaker 1>He could see a vision, he said outloud. A bright

0:52:03.600 --> 0:52:09.080
<v Speaker 1>cross was manifesting, bringing light into the house. Something holy,

0:52:09.239 --> 0:52:14.600
<v Speaker 1>he said. Bill got up immediately from the table and

0:52:14.640 --> 0:52:19.640
<v Speaker 1>appeared a moment later holding a large canvas painting. Burkes

0:52:19.680 --> 0:52:24.279
<v Speaker 1>opened his eyes and looked up. Though the background was

0:52:24.320 --> 0:52:27.560
<v Speaker 1>an abstract mesh of dark colors and thick brush strokes,

0:52:28.480 --> 0:52:33.480
<v Speaker 1>the large white cross in the middle was unmistakable. It

0:52:33.600 --> 0:52:38.400
<v Speaker 1>was just as Burkes had described. Yes, he said quietly,

0:52:39.560 --> 0:52:46.520
<v Speaker 1>that is what's been keeping you safe. Bill had painted

0:52:46.520 --> 0:52:49.640
<v Speaker 1>the white cross three years previously, over the course of

0:52:49.680 --> 0:52:53.600
<v Speaker 1>a few nights, the imagery having come to him completely

0:52:53.640 --> 0:52:58.480
<v Speaker 1>out of the blue one evening. Burkes's friend Gillian, was

0:52:58.520 --> 0:53:02.160
<v Speaker 1>instantly intrigued to know what else Bill might have unconsciously

0:53:02.239 --> 0:53:07.960
<v Speaker 1>channeled and asked to see the studio. In amongst what

0:53:08.080 --> 0:53:11.759
<v Speaker 1>Gillian later described as a collection of landscapes and pop

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<v Speaker 1>art studies, there was one painting that stood out against

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<v Speaker 1>the rest, A strange and puzzling picture, unlike anything else

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<v Speaker 1>in the room, comprised of a vast pastal colored mesh

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<v Speaker 1>of tubular, tendril like things linked together in a bizarre

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<v Speaker 1>organic circuitry. Looking closer, Gillian noticed they were in fact vines,

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<v Speaker 1>complete with sharp thorns, and in amongst them were what

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<v Speaker 1>looked like internal organs, outstretched hands, and even the occasional

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<v Speaker 1>face peering out with pained expressions as if they were screaming.

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<v Speaker 1>Gillian was instantly reminded of Eddie Burkes's first conversation with

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<v Speaker 1>producer Annie MacDonald. Was this, she thought, not a depiction

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<v Speaker 1>of the imprisoned soul, as had apparently been described to

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<v Speaker 1>Burke's by the spirit of the deceased young man. Had

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<v Speaker 1>he been calling out to Bill for help all this time.

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<v Speaker 1>Although a possible identity to the apparent forth in human

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<v Speaker 1>presence was never ascertained, Burke's was adamant he had done

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<v Speaker 1>enough to exercise whatever it had been from Liz and

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<v Speaker 1>Bill's home in the immediate aftermath of his trip to

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<v Speaker 1>the house. Once again the family felt a renewed lightness,

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<v Speaker 1>and though they experienced a few subsequent troubles with Burke's

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<v Speaker 1>returning in June to conduct a further exorcism, his intervention

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<v Speaker 1>appeared to have done the trick. That following day, after

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<v Speaker 1>Burke's second visit, the rate of electricity usage dropped for

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<v Speaker 1>the first time since they had lived in the house.

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<v Speaker 1>By nineteen ninety five, the family experienced no further hauntings,

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<v Speaker 1>and Bill's work was starting to pick up again. As

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<v Speaker 1>for film producer Annie MacDonald, she never did quite get

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<v Speaker 1>her film of Burke's in action, with the battery of

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<v Speaker 1>one camera having inexplicably died as Burke's attempted communication with

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<v Speaker 1>the spirits, McDonald's second camera appeared to be capturing it

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<v Speaker 1>all fine. It was only when she returned home later, however,

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<v Speaker 1>that she had a chance to review the footage. Switching

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<v Speaker 1>on the camera, she ran the tape forward to the

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<v Speaker 1>point where the group made their way to the back

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<v Speaker 1>of the garden and pressed play. With great anticipation, She

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<v Speaker 1>watched as Burkes positioned himself by the ruins and asked

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<v Speaker 1>for silence, then just at the moment of apparent contact,

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<v Speaker 1>the screen went blank. She fast forwarded in desperation, but

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