WEBVTT - Season 04 Episode 18: The Dark Ascending (RERUN)

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<v Speaker 1>Hello, This is Richard mc lean smith, host of Unexplained. Unexplained.

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<v Speaker 1>Season seven has now finished, but will be back on Friday,

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<v Speaker 1>September sixth to begin season eight. In the meantime, I'm

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<v Speaker 1>going to be replaying some of my favorite episodes from

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<v Speaker 1>the archives. This week, we're heading back to Sussex, in

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<v Speaker 1>the south of England to explore the dark mysteries of

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<v Speaker 1>Chanctonbury Ring, long thought to be a hot bed of

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<v Speaker 1>strange and peculiar activity in the nineteen seventies, One local

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<v Speaker 1>resident set out to dig a little deeper into the mystery,

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<v Speaker 1>only to find a little more than he bargained for.

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<v Speaker 1>As some of you may guess, the title of the

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<v Speaker 1>episode is a reference to The Lark Ascending, a stunningly

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<v Speaker 1>beautiful and stirring piece of music written by the magnificent

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<v Speaker 1>Rape Vaughn Williams. The piece was very much inspired by

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<v Speaker 1>the region of Sussex where Vaughan Williams grew up, although

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<v Speaker 1>judging by the sweet nature of his composition, ours wasn't

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<v Speaker 1>the kind of story he had in mind when he

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<v Speaker 1>wrote it. So without further ado, here is Unexplained Season four,

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<v Speaker 1>Episode eighteen, The Dark Ascending Ambling across the South Downs,

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<v Speaker 1>a large stretch of chalk hills, valleys and woodland just

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<v Speaker 1>to the north of the south coast of England, you

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<v Speaker 1>might chance upon a peculiar collection of beech trees perched

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<v Speaker 1>atop a prominent spot on its northern edge. The trees,

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<v Speaker 1>first planted by local landowner Charles Goring in seventeen sixty,

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<v Speaker 1>but later replaced after being destroyed by a hurricane in

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<v Speaker 1>nineteen eighty seven, marked the spot of an ancient circular

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<v Speaker 1>structure believed to date back to the Bronze Age, known

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<v Speaker 1>to day as Changtonbury Ring. The original purpose of the

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<v Speaker 1>site remains unknown, with suggestions ranging from the mundane, such

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<v Speaker 1>as it having been first used as little more than

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<v Speaker 1>a livestock enclosure, to the sublime, with others believing instead

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<v Speaker 1>that it may well have been some kind of religious

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<v Speaker 1>or mystical shrine. Some, however, have claimed it to have

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<v Speaker 1>been used for an altogether different purpose, and that the

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<v Speaker 1>ring had in fact been created by the devil. A

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<v Speaker 1>worthy feature, you might say, for an area of England

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<v Speaker 1>long thought to have hosted more than its fair share

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<v Speaker 1>of unexplained phenomena. Some have put the bizarre activity that

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<v Speaker 1>seems to plague this quiet part of the countryside in

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<v Speaker 1>the County of Sussex to a curse placed on the

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<v Speaker 1>local village of Clapham by a disgruntled resident back in

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<v Speaker 1>twelve eighty eight, after losing a legal case against a

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<v Speaker 1>local part Robert Lafulconer was said to have damned the

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<v Speaker 1>accursed village and all its meager holdings, stating that the

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<v Speaker 1>priesthood of a false god would soon come to know

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<v Speaker 1>its fate. Others, however, argue it had begun a long

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<v Speaker 1>time before, with Changdonbury believed to be the site of

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<v Speaker 1>an otherworldly power, being thought to have once been the

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<v Speaker 1>location of a former Druidic temple used for ancient and

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<v Speaker 1>mysterious rituals. Back in the nineteen twenties, local resident and

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<v Speaker 1>famed occultist Victor Neuberg, along with his cohort and sometime

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<v Speaker 1>lover Alister Crowley, was said to have taken a keen

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<v Speaker 1>interest in the area. According to local law, if one

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<v Speaker 1>were to venture to the ring at midnight on a

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<v Speaker 1>Midsummer's Eve and walk its circumference twelve times, the midnight drew,

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<v Speaker 1>it would appear or even the devil themselves Other local

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<v Speaker 1>tales speak of a white bearded Saxon soldier believed to

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<v Speaker 1>have been killed at the Battle of Hastings in ten

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<v Speaker 1>sixty six, seen scrabbling about the floor looking for something,

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<v Speaker 1>while some report the sightings of hazy lights and strange

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<v Speaker 1>apparitions seen in the area at night, with some suggesting

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<v Speaker 1>that they might have something to do with a nearby

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<v Speaker 1>plague pit. Perhaps the most romantic of all the ghost

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<v Speaker 1>stories that shroud the area is that of the ghost

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<v Speaker 1>of Prince Agasaclis cyanesis a famed astrologer from Carrier in

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<v Speaker 1>western Anatolia. As legend goes, it was in the early

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<v Speaker 1>seventeenth century that the prince began using Changdonbury Ring to

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<v Speaker 1>observe the stars, when one night, after writing the words

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<v Speaker 1>Sir Pelli Ubi kakidi bury me wherever I have fallen,

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<v Speaker 1>he fell down dead. It is said that to this

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<v Speaker 1>day the astrologer can still be seen wandering the ring

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<v Speaker 1>of trees at night. You're listening to Unexplained and I'm

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<v Speaker 1>Richard mc lean smith. It was the morning of all

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<v Speaker 1>Hallow's Eve back in nineteen seventy eight, when Reverend Harry

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<v Speaker 1>Snelling made his way to the town of Goring in

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<v Speaker 1>West Sussex for a routine dental operation. Riding the bus

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<v Speaker 1>into town, the sixty five year old recently retired vicer

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<v Speaker 1>chatted amiably with his former parishioners before arriving at the

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<v Speaker 1>dentist just in time for his appointment later that afternoon.

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<v Speaker 1>Having arrived in Findon, four miles from the town of Stenning,

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<v Speaker 1>where he lived, Snelling called his wife from a phone

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<v Speaker 1>box and asked if she could pick him up. However,

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<v Speaker 1>since their car had broken down recently and was still

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<v Speaker 1>in need of servicing, Snelling had no other choice but

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<v Speaker 1>to make the journey on foot. A short time later,

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<v Speaker 1>with dusk descending, Snelling was seen heading off the main

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<v Speaker 1>road and striking out across the downs in the direction

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<v Speaker 1>of his home. As evening turned to night, Snelling's wife

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<v Speaker 1>waited anxiously for her husband's return, but Harry never made

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<v Speaker 1>it home. The next day, after he was reported missing,

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<v Speaker 1>twenty five police officers from the surrounding area were immediately

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<v Speaker 1>dispatched to search for him, focusing their attention on the

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<v Speaker 1>most likely route he would have taken to get home.

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<v Speaker 1>For the best part of a week, the police, assisted

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<v Speaker 1>by search dog teams, a raft of volunteers, and even

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<v Speaker 1>a light aircraft tried desperately to find any sign of

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<v Speaker 1>the man, but in the end found nothing. A few

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<v Speaker 1>days later, the search was called off, with no reason

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<v Speaker 1>to suspect anything otherwise. It was assumed at Snelling had

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<v Speaker 1>either tragically ended his own life or had collapsed and

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<v Speaker 1>died somewhere and was yet to be found. At the

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<v Speaker 1>time of the reverend's disappearance, Charles Walker worked as a

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<v Speaker 1>sales assistant in Worthing, just five miles south of where

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<v Speaker 1>the retired clergyman was last seen alive. In his spare time, however,

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<v Speaker 1>Walker had become somewhat of an expert on the peculiar

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<v Speaker 1>history of his local area, collecting and documenting evidence that

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<v Speaker 1>seemed to suggest that something very sinister had been brewing

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<v Speaker 1>there for quite some time. Could it be he thought

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<v Speaker 1>that there was a little more to the reverend's disappearance

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<v Speaker 1>than first met the eye. Having always been fascinated by

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<v Speaker 1>the possibility of the paranormal, it was back in April

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<v Speaker 1>nineteen seventy two that Charles W. Walker's interest was really piqued.

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<v Speaker 1>It was then that the region's numerous apparent mysterious happenings

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<v Speaker 1>were given a thoroughly modernized slant. Three friends from Walker's

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<v Speaker 1>hometown had ventured up toward Chantonbury Ring late one night

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<v Speaker 1>when they noticed a soft light flickering from within it.

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<v Speaker 1>Having assumed it to be nothing more than a bonfire,

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<v Speaker 1>they were surprised to find when they arrived at the

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<v Speaker 1>trees moments later, that the light had gone out and

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<v Speaker 1>there was no sign of anyone else around. It was

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<v Speaker 1>only then, as one of the group later recounted, that

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<v Speaker 1>a sudden wish from above drew their attention to the

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<v Speaker 1>dim red glow of some kind of object that was

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<v Speaker 1>hovering just above the tree tops in front of them.

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<v Speaker 1>A moment later, they watched it as it shot up

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<v Speaker 1>into the sky, though its possible significance to the wider

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<v Speaker 1>story was not yet a pass to Walker. It was

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<v Speaker 1>around the same time that local police officer Peter Goldsmith disappeared.

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<v Speaker 1>It was in June of that year that Goldsmith, who

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<v Speaker 1>like Harry Snelling, also lived in Stenning, left work after

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<v Speaker 1>completing his shift for the day, but never made it

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<v Speaker 1>back home. It wasn't until six months later that a

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<v Speaker 1>local farmer, helping to coordinate a hunting party at a

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<v Speaker 1>nearby farm just west of Stenning discovered Goldsmith's dead body

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<v Speaker 1>hidden under a thick growth of brambles at the edge

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<v Speaker 1>of the farmland. The body was found curled up on

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<v Speaker 1>its left side, as if Goldsmith had merely gone to sleep.

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<v Speaker 1>A bottle of brown liquid was also found next to

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<v Speaker 1>the body. While curiously clutched in the hand, police found

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<v Speaker 1>what was described as some kind of metal disk like

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<v Speaker 1>a token, With many assuming the liquid had been some

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<v Speaker 1>of poison, the coroner was stumped when it was in

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<v Speaker 1>fact found not to have been poisonous at all. With

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<v Speaker 1>no definitive cause of death, there was no choice but

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<v Speaker 1>to record an open verdict, with some form of suicide

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<v Speaker 1>thought to be most likely. However, many were left wondering

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<v Speaker 1>not only how search teams had failed to spot Goldsmith's

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<v Speaker 1>body despite investigating that area extensively, but also how on

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<v Speaker 1>earth he managed to place himself under such a thick,

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<v Speaker 1>impenetrable mesh of brambles, which had to be cut away

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<v Speaker 1>in order to extract the body. Though brambles can grow

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<v Speaker 1>up to three inches in a day, the extent to

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<v Speaker 1>which the body had been hidden was something of a surprise.

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<v Speaker 1>Over the next few years, Walker, having joined a local

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<v Speaker 1>paranormal research group, continued to keep an ear out for

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<v Speaker 1>any peculiar activity, but what he craved most was to

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<v Speaker 1>experience something himself, and he wouldn't have long to wait.

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<v Speaker 1>It was in August nineteen seventy four that Walker, then

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<v Speaker 1>in his early twenties, along with three others, made a

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<v Speaker 1>late night research trip to Chantonbury Ring. Walker would later

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<v Speaker 1>claim that it was sometime around eleven PM when one

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<v Speaker 1>of the group, William Lincoln, stepped into the center of

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<v Speaker 1>the ring, only to be suddenly snatched up by an

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<v Speaker 1>invisible force and thrust five feet into the air, and

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<v Speaker 1>there he would stay for the best part of a minute,

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<v Speaker 1>seemingly levitating in mid air as he screamed to be released,

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<v Speaker 1>before finally being sent sprawling to the ground. It wasn't

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<v Speaker 1>long after that that the dogs started to go missing.

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<v Speaker 1>The reports began appearing in local papers in spring of

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<v Speaker 1>nineteen seventy, though many believe it had been happening for

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<v Speaker 1>some time. The first to be reported was a three

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<v Speaker 1>year old and well trained chowdog that was walking with

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<v Speaker 1>its family in Clapham Wood, just to the north of

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<v Speaker 1>Clapham village in an area known as the Chestnuts, when

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<v Speaker 1>it suddenly bolted off into the trees, never to return.

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<v Speaker 1>Only a week later, a two year old Collie, an

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<v Speaker 1>intelligent working farm dock, was being walked near the same

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<v Speaker 1>spot when it too shot off into the undergrowth, never

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<v Speaker 1>to be seen again. Not long after, a golden labrador,

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<v Speaker 1>while walking in the same woods, became distracted by something

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<v Speaker 1>unseen in the trees, before darting off in search of it.

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<v Speaker 1>The dog's companions, alerted to its location by the sound

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<v Speaker 1>of its desperate whimpers, were devastated to find it in

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<v Speaker 1>some distress and unable to walk, which it was later

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<v Speaker 1>found to have somehow been paralyzed. The dog was unfortunately

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<v Speaker 1>put down, and soon more people came forward to report

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<v Speaker 1>their own experiences walking with their dogs at the same location,

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<v Speaker 1>describing how they or their dog had clearly felt an uneasy,

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<v Speaker 1>ominous atmosphere in those woods. Back at his home in Worthing,

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<v Speaker 1>Charles Walker, as ever, followed the stories with the keen interest,

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<v Speaker 1>keeping copies of the articles for future reference. A few

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<v Speaker 1>months later, a body was found in the woods. Sixty

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<v Speaker 1>six year old Leon Foster had been missing for three

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<v Speaker 1>weeks when a couple out looking for a horse that

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<v Speaker 1>had escaped a nearby paddock, noticed a pair of boots

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<v Speaker 1>sticking out from the undergrowth. When police arrive soon after,

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<v Speaker 1>they found it to be the body of Leon Foster Straw.

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<v Speaker 1>Discovered under and around his body and the remains of

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<v Speaker 1>a makeshift shelter tied around the trunk of a nearby tree,

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<v Speaker 1>suggested that he'd been living in the woods for some time,

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<v Speaker 1>with most assuming that he'd simply died of hunger or

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<v Speaker 1>exposure while living outside. However, with the coroner once again

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<v Speaker 1>unable to ascertain a precise cause of death, an open

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<v Speaker 1>verdict was recorded. It was around this time that Walker

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<v Speaker 1>began to wonder if all these mysterious incidences, from the

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<v Speaker 1>disappearances to the UFO sightings, not to mention the area's

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<v Speaker 1>apparent supernatural history stretching back centuries, might somehow be linked.

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<v Speaker 1>Over the next few years, drawing on the various reports

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<v Speaker 1>of peculiar activity and the litany of local folklore, claimed

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<v Speaker 1>that Shanktonbury Ring and the surrounding area was somehow a

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<v Speaker 1>focal point of a cult activity. He wondered if it

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<v Speaker 1>might be possible that perhaps an occult organization was using

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<v Speaker 1>the area for nefarious purposes. In October nineteen seventy eight,

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<v Speaker 1>Walker wrote to the local paper asking its readers for

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<v Speaker 1>any information they might have on such a group. Within days,

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<v Speaker 1>he was inundated with replies from the mundane to the outlandish.

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<v Speaker 1>None of it, however, warranted following up to flate it.

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<v Speaker 1>Walker had resigned himself to having found nothing useful when

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<v Speaker 1>one night in early November, having just settled down to

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<v Speaker 1>watch TV, his phone rang. Answering the call, Walker was

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<v Speaker 1>greeted by an assertive sounding man with a low voice

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<v Speaker 1>and an RP accent. Though the man wouldn't identify himself,

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<v Speaker 1>he claimed to have the information that Walker was looking for,

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<v Speaker 1>and suggested the pair of them meet up to discuss

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<v Speaker 1>it further. Though Walker couldn't say exactly why, it was,

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<v Speaker 1>unlike all of the other responders to his request, something

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<v Speaker 1>about this caller seemed genuine. Walker duly agreed to meet

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<v Speaker 1>up with him, assuming they would set a date to meet,

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<v Speaker 1>either at his home or somewhere neutral. But the man

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<v Speaker 1>had something else in mind. Tonight, he said At nine pm.

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<v Speaker 1>Walker looked at the clock on his wall, the hands

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<v Speaker 1>now pointing to eight thirty. I'll be waiting for you

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<v Speaker 1>in Clapham Woods, by the crossroads and the chestnuts, he said,

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<v Speaker 1>and then he hung up. It was pitch black when

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<v Speaker 1>Walker arrived twenty minutes later at the top of Titnaw Lane,

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<v Speaker 1>a small rise overlooking the forest beyond. Making his way

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<v Speaker 1>toward the entrance road, he noticed the car park to

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<v Speaker 1>the woods was completely empty, with only the sound of

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<v Speaker 1>an occasional car passing along the road behind him. Walker

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<v Speaker 1>pushed on through a gate and into the trees behind.

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<v Speaker 1>With the gentle roar of distant traffic having disappeared altogether

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<v Speaker 1>and only the sound of his own footsteps for company,

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<v Speaker 1>Walker pressed on toward the cross roads, anxiously listening out

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<v Speaker 1>for any hint of some one else approaching. Arriving at

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<v Speaker 1>the meeting point at nine on the dot, Walker called

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<v Speaker 1>out for a response, but heard nothing in return. The

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<v Speaker 1>place was deserted. Only then did Walker realize his hands

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<v Speaker 1>were shaking, but not from the cold night air. Lighting

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<v Speaker 1>a cigarette to calm his nerves, Walker began to pace

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<v Speaker 1>up and down, trying to keep warm as he waited.

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<v Speaker 1>By the end of a second cigarette, Walker was beginning

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<v Speaker 1>to suspect that it had been nothing but a practical joke,

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<v Speaker 1>But just as he started to make his way back out,

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<v Speaker 1>he heard some one whisper out from behind some nearby trees.

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<v Speaker 1>Don't attempt to look for me, the voide said, for

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<v Speaker 1>your safety and mine, it is imperative you do not

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<v Speaker 1>see who I am. Walker froze, immediately recognizing it as

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<v Speaker 1>the man he had spoken to earlier. After Walker agreed

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<v Speaker 1>to keep looking the way he was facing, the man

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<v Speaker 1>began to talk. I am an initiate of the Friends

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<v Speaker 1>of her CARTI, named after the Greek goddess of magic, witchcraft,

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<v Speaker 1>and the Night. We are the group you've been looking for,

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<v Speaker 1>he said, and it would be in your best interests

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<v Speaker 1>to stop looking. Unperturbed, Walker asked the man if the

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<v Speaker 1>group had anything to do with the recent disappearances, without

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<v Speaker 1>going into too much detail, the man replied that their

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<v Speaker 1>rituals occasionally required a blood sacrifice, if that was the

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<v Speaker 1>answer he was looking for. And so it continued as

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<v Speaker 1>the increasingly nervous Walker listened carefully as the man explained

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<v Speaker 1>how the group had been operating in that area for

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<v Speaker 1>at least ten years because the atmosphere of the woods,

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<v Speaker 1>as he described it, was perfect for their purposes, but

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<v Speaker 1>when Walker inquired as to what that purpose was exactly,

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<v Speaker 1>the man fell silent. He then explained to Walker that

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<v Speaker 1>they had friends in very high places, before warning him

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<v Speaker 1>again to buy cough and that they would stop at

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<v Speaker 1>nothing to ensure the safety of their cult. Then there

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<v Speaker 1>was another silence. When Walker called out moments later, it

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<v Speaker 1>was clear he was once again alone. Hurrying out of

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<v Speaker 1>the forest, Walker was relieved to finally make it back home.

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<v Speaker 1>A few days later, while cycling home from work, Walker

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<v Speaker 1>heard a car pull up close behind him. He barely

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<v Speaker 1>felt the bump before finding himself sprawled on his back

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<v Speaker 1>in the middle of the road, watching aghast as the

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<v Speaker 1>car sped off into the distance before he could make

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<v Speaker 1>note of its details. After lying low for the next

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<v Speaker 1>six months, in the spring of the following year, Walker

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<v Speaker 1>renewed his search for evidence of the Friends of her

0:20:57.720 --> 0:21:03.159
<v Speaker 1>Cart's activities. One morning, whilst walking through the grounds of

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<v Speaker 1>the Church of Saint Mary the Virgin, just south of

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<v Speaker 1>Clapham Woods, Walker was distracted by the site of the

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<v Speaker 1>town's manor house next door, but more specifically by the

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<v Speaker 1>medieval barn that still stood on its grounds. The house

0:21:18.640 --> 0:21:21.760
<v Speaker 1>had been occupied for some time, but seeing that the

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<v Speaker 1>barn door was open, Walker began to wander. Quickly checking

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<v Speaker 1>that no one was around, Walker leaped over the church wall,

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<v Speaker 1>scooted up the driveway and ducked into the barn. Looking up,

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<v Speaker 1>he gasped at the sight of a bizarre mural on

0:21:40.440 --> 0:21:45.440
<v Speaker 1>the wall, about three foot high in size. It was

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<v Speaker 1>apparently composed primarily of a demonic looking entity with a

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<v Speaker 1>huge horned head, scaly body, and forked tail. In its hands,

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<v Speaker 1>it held a sword and chalice, ancient symbols of fertility,

0:22:01.600 --> 0:22:04.680
<v Speaker 1>and behind it a bank of flames licked up from

0:22:04.680 --> 0:22:10.399
<v Speaker 1>the ground. Hearing a sound outside, Walker looked out to

0:22:10.440 --> 0:22:14.480
<v Speaker 1>see a man running toward him. In panic, he bolted

0:22:14.520 --> 0:22:17.880
<v Speaker 1>away as the man gave chase, before managing to lose

0:22:17.920 --> 0:22:22.760
<v Speaker 1>him in the woods. Over the next few years, Charles

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<v Speaker 1>Walker continued hunting for evidence not only of the apparent

0:22:26.400 --> 0:22:30.159
<v Speaker 1>occult group's existence, but also of their connection to the

0:22:30.200 --> 0:22:32.879
<v Speaker 1>many strange events that had taken place in the area

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<v Speaker 1>over the last few years, but the group and its

0:22:37.320 --> 0:22:45.200
<v Speaker 1>members remained elusive. In August nineteen eighty one, officers at

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<v Speaker 1>Worthing Police station received a package with a battered and

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<v Speaker 1>disheveled wallet inside, along with a crudely drawn map of

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<v Speaker 1>some woods located on the Sussex Downs, about a mile

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<v Speaker 1>to the northwest of Stenning. Examining the bank cards in

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<v Speaker 1>the wallet, police found the name Harry Snelling embossed on

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<v Speaker 1>the front of them, as an accompanying letter explained the

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<v Speaker 1>center of the package. A tourist from Canada named Michael

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<v Speaker 1>Rain had found a human skeleton while walking across the

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<v Speaker 1>Downs the previous week, which he believed to be the

0:23:21.359 --> 0:23:25.800
<v Speaker 1>remains of Reverend Snelling. Since he had an important flight

0:23:25.840 --> 0:23:28.399
<v Speaker 1>to catch, Worried that he would be dragged into a

0:23:28.440 --> 0:23:33.240
<v Speaker 1>lengthy police investigation, Rain decided instead to send the wallet

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<v Speaker 1>as evidence of his find and a map to explain

0:23:36.640 --> 0:23:41.800
<v Speaker 1>where the remains could be located. Following the instructions, later

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<v Speaker 1>that day, police found the skeleton at the north edge

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<v Speaker 1>of some woodland close to a property known as Whiston House.

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<v Speaker 1>Not only were they surprised to find that the bones,

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<v Speaker 1>despite having supposedly been there for almost three years, had

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<v Speaker 1>not been much obscured by surrounding vegetation, but also that

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<v Speaker 1>the area in which they were found had been thoroughly

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<v Speaker 1>searched numerous times before. It wasn't long after the discovery

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<v Speaker 1>of Snelling's remains that others began to notice the suspicious

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<v Speaker 1>number of unexplained deaths and other events that seemed to

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<v Speaker 1>be plaguing this quiet, unassuming area of the English countryside.

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<v Speaker 1>Writing in the paranormal magazine unexplained that year, Toy Newton,

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<v Speaker 1>without any reference to the Friends of Herkati, made his

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<v Speaker 1>own effort to document the bizarre collection of events. A

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<v Speaker 1>few months later, he received a curious letter from a reader.

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<v Speaker 1>Dear Sirs, it began in your article on Clapham Woods.

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<v Speaker 1>You ask of the mysterious events a link to a

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<v Speaker 1>black coven. I can tell you they are, but it's

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<v Speaker 1>much more than that. They are called the Friends of Hakati,

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<v Speaker 1>and they meet in the woods and the barn up

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<v Speaker 1>by the church and make ritual sacrifices. At the time

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<v Speaker 1>of Orion. The Archer people get headaches and strange feelings

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<v Speaker 1>at Clapham because the place is building up vibrations so

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<v Speaker 1>they can get the force that they want. Sometimes this

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<v Speaker 1>strange force has even started fires, but everything is hushed up.

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