Therésa: Hello, my undead heads, and welcome back to another episode
Therésa: of Haunting. I'm your ghost host Therésa, and we've got
Therésa: two deliciously unsettling stories for you today. But before we
Therésa: get into that, we got a lot of love after
Therésa: our tenth episode Milestone, So let's open some fan emails.
Therésa: Our first letter reads, Dear Therésa, I love you so
Therésa: much and would do anything for you. Oh I love
Therésa: you too. Please send me a pair of your used socks.
Therésa: You're too sweet. If only I still had feet. Let's
Therésa: see what else? Ooh Len, this one's for you. Len, how
Therésa: do you spend your free time when you're not in studio?
Len: (MUMBLES)
Therésa: Uh wow, and you have a special harness for that,
Therésa: I assume.
Len: (MUMBLES)
Therésa: Huh? You learn something new every day. Oh? What's this?
Therésa: Someone special has sent you a ghoulish gift. Click here
Therésa: to claim. If it's the Concord Beauty Lipstick and Blush
Therésa: combo palette from my wish list, I'm gonna die, well again. No, shoot, no,
Therésa: it's it's downloading something. Oh no, no, no, no, stop stop,
Therésa: shit stop stop. Okay, well you know, I'm sure it's fine.
Therésa: What was that? Len, what's happening? Wait? What? we're getting trolled? Like, like literally?
Len: (MUMBLES)
Therésa: Who is spamming us, you guys? not cool. Gross. How do these
Therésa: trolls move so fast? No, no get out of here.
Therésa: Drop it, drop it, drop it. Namoi little help here. Throw to our first story.
STORY A: In the beginning, everything was great, but it got worse
STORY A: the longer that we were there. It was weighing on me,
STORY A: and it was weighing on my husband, and it was scary.
STORY A: I am Ashley and there was something dark living in
STORY A: my house. My husband and I moved to Rowlett , Texas.
STORY A: It is a quiet suburb twenty minutes outside of Dallas,
STORY A: lakeside community. Cute little duplex, three bedroom, two bath, newly renovated.
STORY A: In the beginning, everything was great. The neighbors were so
STORY A: friendly and everything like that. But a couple months after
STORY A: we moved in, I started noticing strange little things. I
STORY A: was making coffee one morning, I left the room and
STORY A: I came back. All of our drawers were open. I'm
STORY A: the only one in the house besides my daughter. My
STORY A: husband was on shift so he wasn't there, and she
STORY A: was eight weeks. Old at the time. She couldn't have
STORY A: done it. So I thought that's strange, but I just like, Okay,
STORY A: my scattered self probably opened them. So I just closed
STORY A: them and just poured my coffee and I left. That
STORY A: same day, I was meeting a friend and we went
STORY A: to a softball game. When we came back, the first
STORY A: thing that we saw as we opened the door was
STORY A: so strange. Our house is an open floor plan, so
STORY A: when you walked through the front door, you could see
STORY A: the kitchen. When we came back from the softball game.
STORY A: I opened the door and as the door opens, I
STORY A: look up and every single kitchen cabinet is open at
STORY A: a precise ninety degree angle. It wasn't like someone just
STORY A: came in and casually opened these cabinets. It was as
STORY A: if someone or something intentionally placed each of those cabinets
STORY A: at that angle. No one was home during that time.
STORY A: I was the last person to leave that morning. I
STORY A: just remember my stomach drop. It was a very stark image.
STORY A: You walk in that door and you see that, especially
STORY A: since that morning I had that experience with the drawers.
STORY A: That's when it felt like more things were going to come,
STORY A: and there was a darker feeling. It was more of
STORY A: an unsettling feeling. I don't know, how else to describe it except
STORY A: not safe, not light, not friendly. So that was the
STORY A: beginning of it. One night, I was laying in bed
STORY A: and we had these sliding glass doors that looked out
STORY A: to our backyard where we had this above ground pool.
STORY A: I saw shadowy figures in the pool, and it was
STORY A: far enough away and it was dark enough to where
STORY A: I couldn't tell exactly what it was, but I could
STORY A: definitely tell it was two figures. So I get up and
STORY A: I go and pulled back the curtain to look in
STORY A: the backyard. They looked like people, but they were shadows.
STORY A: They didn't have eyes or faces, but I could feel
STORY A: them staring at me. So I wake up my husband.
STORY A: By the time he got to the window, he's like,
STORY A: I thought I saw something leave, but he wasn't convinced.
STORY A: He went out there and he looked and there was
STORY A: nobody there. There was nobody in the alley, nobody around there,
STORY A: hiding in the fence or the bushes, and so I
STORY A: was just thinking, Okay, maybe you were seeing things. Shortly
STORY A: after that, my daughter was staying in my room with me,
STORY A: and We had two dogs at the time, and they
STORY A: would stay in my room as well.
STORY A: My husband, he's a firefighter, so he'll work twenty four
STORY A: hour shifts, so he's gone for a full twenty four hours.
STORY A: So it was just us. in my daughter's room, there
STORY A: were all these, you know, Fisher Price toys that play music,
STORY A: and I heard a toy going off in my daughter's room.
STORY A: I thought it was maybe our dog, but both dogs
STORY A: are still in my room. There was no voices. It
STORY A: just was like this melody that would go up high
STORY A: and cheerful.
STORY A: And that's what made it even more eerie. I'm walking
STORY A: through the living room into my daughter's room. As I'm
STORY A: getting closer, my heart's racing faster the toy. Right, you
STORY A: shouldn't be scared of a toy, but you can't fight
STORY A: that feeling. I go into my daughter's room and I
STORY A: see the toy that's playing the music. The toy is
STORY A: actually switched off, but it's still playing music. I turn
STORY A: it on, and I turn it off again, and I
STORY A: take a deep breath. I set it back down and
STORY A: I start walking out of the room. It starts playing again.
STORY A: That moment, I truly felt like I wasn't alone and
STORY A: there was someone else there. As scared as I was,
STORY A: I picked it back up, took out the batteries, and
STORY A: as I'm leaving, it continues to play. So I closed
STORY A: the door, went back to my room and just sat
STORY A: there and was terrified all night long, just sitting there waiting,
STORY A: like knowing that there is something in that room. That
STORY A: was the first of many instances where those toys would
STORY A: still go off even if they didn't have batteries on,
STORY A: even if it was turned off. My daughter always had
STORY A: a very hard time sleeping in that room. She could
STORY A: sleep anywhere. She was the easiest baby, but no matter what,
STORY A: she would just not settle in that room.
STORY A: She started getting night terrors. It's like screams that you
STORY A: have never heard before in your life, shocking, blood curling screams.
STORY A: Then you try to comfort them and they don't recognize
STORY A: who you are. They're almost scared of you. And she
STORY A: would get those quite frequently. I can tell you that
STORY A: that was not normal. One night, my husband and I
STORY A: were sitting on the couch. We had just turned off
STORY A: the TV, and we heard from underneath the couch this growl.
STORY A: It wasn't like an animal growl, was unearthly. We literally
STORY A: felt the couch shake and vibrate. We sat there for
STORY A: a moment in silence, he said, did you feel that? Yes.
STORY A: Did you hear that? And I said yes. My husband
STORY A: has been a firefighter now for twelve years. He is
STORY A: not scared of anything. He was extremely scared in that
STORY A: moment. He's very logical, not dramatic. What you see is what
STORY A: you get. He can joke things off, but in this situation,
STORY A: there was no way to laugh it off. It just
STORY A: was so real. We broke our lease and moved out
STORY A: a month later. I'm not sure what exactly was in
STORY A: that house, but I am extremely thankful that we got out.
STORY A: Six days after we moved out, a tornado came and
STORY A: unfortunately destroyed a lot of Rowlett. My husband and I
STORY A: decided that we wanted to see if our neighbors were safe,
STORY A: see our old house, and we were curious about the
STORY A: damage and the destruction. When we drove down our old street,
STORY A: we noticed that our daughter's room was completely gone. It
STORY A: just was a very dark, dark house and once we
STORY A: moved and we left that house, a huge weight lifted.
STORY A: It felt much lighter, sunnier, and life continued on as
STORY A: it should be.
Therésa: So apparently we've got some kind of Ecto malware and
Therésa: all hell is breaking loose, Right, not literally but maybe
Therésa: literally who knows anymore. IT is on their way, but
Therésa: we're glitching. Oh my god, this is so annoying. We're
Therésa: glitching until they get here.
Glitch: You've been preapproved for a new line of credit. Enjoy
Glitch: flexible rewards tailored to your after lifestyle needs.
Therésa: Shut up, gross. Len? There's a good of slime seeping
Therésa: through the ceiling in here.
Len: (MUMBLES)
Therésa: Well call IT again. Oh god, what now? My DMs
Therésa: are blowing up. No, no, oh, this this is too far.
Therésa: Every single one of my posts has been changed to
Therésa: the twenty four hour RayBan Anniversary sales scam.
STORY B: I started hearing some banging. Sounded like baseball bats and
STORY B: like hammers and just smashing things. So I'm a little
STORY B: freaked out, like, Okay, what if it's somebody who's just gonna
STORY B: kill me or something. What if they're trying to break
STORY B: through the wall? Hi, I'm Kayla, And this is the
STORY B: story of when a ghost was doing construction in the
STORY B: next room. I am an art student, so I spend
STORY B: a lot of time in the studios. One of the
STORY B: studios is in a really traditional Victorian ish style building,
STORY B: but it was one of the more haunted buildings on campus.
STORY B: It was Friday, and campus is usually dead on Friday,
STORY B: so it wouldn't be like anyone else would be there.
STORY B: And I've been there a few times at night and
STORY B: nothing's happened. But this was different. It is pretty late
STORY B: at night, maybe like ten o'clock. I am finishing a
STORY B: painting in the studio when I started hearing some banging.
STORY B: Earlier that day they had been doing some either renovations
STORY B: or some sort of work in the part of the
STORY B: building that's like next door. But like, it's ten o'clock
STORY B: at night. Everyone should be home by now. It's not
STORY B: business hours. They're not going to be doing construction that hour.
STORY B: Why is there banging? So I'm nervous because I knew
STORY B: no one else was over there. It kind of sounded
STORY B: like a hammer, but like much more aggressive than you
STORY B: would hammer. In the nail normally. It's the type of
STORY B: noise you'd hear in like a rage room. A rage
STORY B: room is essentially this room that you can go into
STORY B: with a bunch of things that either people donate or
STORY B: or for cheap that you just break. You get to
STORY B: go around with baseball bats and like hammers and just
STORY B: smash things to let out some rage. That's about the
STORY B: digression whole, and it was starting to sound like it
STORY B: was in the same room. So I'm freaking out. I
STORY B: call my roommate, hoping that she picks up.
STORY B: I'm Rose Kayla's roommate. I could immediately tell that something
STORY B: was up. Usually we just text. I mean, she texted
STORY B: me a few hours before to say that she was
STORY B: staying late in the studio because she does that, so
STORY B: it wasn't anything unusual for her to be there that late,
STORY B: but her calling me when she was there is definitely weird.
STORY B: She sounded a little scared.
STORY B: I said, there's some noise happening right now. Can you
STORY B: come down here and help me clean up and walk
STORY B: back with me? She's still a little confused.
STORY B: She put her phone on speaker and was like, can
STORY B: you hear this?
STORY B: She says no, but I'll be there soon, because she
STORY B: was like going out the door when we hung up.
STORY B: I did not want to go there. It kind of
STORY B: freaks me out in there honestly. They're old buildings, and
STORY B: the sink in the painting studio, for whatever reason, it
STORY B: never turns off, so it's always dripping constantly. It's just
STORY B: faintly in the background and you can always hear it.
STORY B: But she was freaked out, so I went to meet her.
STORY B: While she's on her way over, banging is still happening,
STORY B: and I'm trying to ignore it, but it's gotten consistent.
STORY B: Painting calms me down, so my instinct is let's keep painting.
STORY B: But it's not like I'm making any progress because it's
STORY B: still jump scaring me.
STORY B: It's about the fifteen minute walk to get to the
STORY B: art buildings, but it might have been a bit faster.
STORY B: It's a bit of a walk, but if she's speed walking,
STORY B: it can be down in about ten minutes.
STORY B: I get there and the door to a painting studio
STORY B: has one of those like electronic swipe systems, but it
STORY B: doesn't really work.
STORY B: She knocks on the doors and scares me, like no
STORY B: man's business. Cause it still happening in the other room, But
STORY B: now they're staying on the door. I go to the door.
STORY B: There are little windows. I peek out. My roommate's out there.
STORY B: I just lurked outside the door ominously waiting for her
STORY B: to let me in.
STORY B: As soon as I open the door, the banging completely stops,
STORY B: as if it was never happening. I'm visibly nervous. She
STORY B: can see this, so she probably thought it was a
STORY B: little sleep deprived and like a little crazy as to like,
STORY B: so why am I here again? I said, but there
STORY B: was a bunch of noise. It's done now, but I
STORY B: want to leave. Can you help me clean up?
STORY B: And she looked very scared. She looked like she'd seen
STORY B: a ghost.
STORY B: We cleaned up as fast as we possibly could. With
STORY B: two people, it takes about two minutes. It was probably
STORY B: close to five minutes for us to get out there.
STORY B: She shuts off all the nights, and as soon as
STORY B: the door closed, she let out this sigh because obviously
STORY B: she had been freaked out being in there. I think
STORY B: me being there definitely reassured her, but she wasn't actually calming
STORY B: down until we were out of the building.
STORY B: Then we just started our treck home. We didn't talk
STORY B: about it much right away.
STORY B: For the most part, she wasn't talking about what had
STORY B: happened there. She was talking a lot, but it didn't
STORY B: have anything to do with noises in the painting studio.
STORY B: I think it was her trying to distract herself.
STORY B: I didn't hear about any vandalism or damage that happened.
STORY B: I feel like that would have been pretty well known
STORY B: within the art students. It would have been like somebody
STORY B: vandalized the work in the gallery something like that. I'm
STORY B: ninety eight percent sure that it wasn't somebod else, but
STORY B: that also makes me ninety eight percent sure that it
STORY B: was a ghost.
STORY B: We do know of a ghost that lives there. It's
STORY B: the ghost of the original first engineer. He's the guy
STORY B: that worked for the family that owned the estate. He's
STORY B: the one that designed the building and the boiler that
STORY B: used to be there. Because of hasty construction, the boiler
STORY B: ended up blowing up.
STORY B: He tragically died there.
STORY B: So his ghost haunts the place.
STORY B: Now that's where you're gonna find him. Yeah, it was
STORY B: probably him. I still have class in there, so I'm
STORY B: back there a lot. I just don't really go in
STORY B: at night anymore.
Therésa: Well, IT finally showed up and took care of things. They're
Therésa: installing a firewall, which is a lot more literal here.
Therésa: But I will not rest until I find whoever did this,
Therésa: and when I do, I will personally see to it
Therésa: that you go straight to hell and not the fun,
Therésa: sexy part of hell where it's hot sinners and bottle
Therésa: service the side for people who don't urn right on
Therésa: red
Len: (MUMBLES)
Therésa: Really think it's a good idea to share the email
Therésa: after everything we've been through today?
Len: (MUMBLES)
Therésa: If you have a scare to share email HauntingThePodcast@gmail.com for
Therésa: a chance to share a story in a future episode.
Len: (MUMBLES)
Therésa: HauntingThePodcast@gmail.com Happy?
Len: (MUMBLES)
Therésa: My social platforms are all I have. So once you've
Therésa: been reduced to a hackey Internet scam, then we can talk.
Therésa: No one come after me.
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