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The graveyard
was directly behind my house.

It was as if someone
was standing there.

Someone stopped us.

Aah!

I felt something touch my arm.

The picture took my breath away.

I swear.
I will place my hand on a Bible.

I saw a full apparition of
a revolutionary war soldier.

Berlin Heights is about
4 miles from Lake Erie.

It's a very small town.

It has one white church
and one stop light

and one street down through
the middle called main street.

It's got a population
of around 700 people.

Berlin Heights actually
has a huge history.

Hudson Tuttle was born there.

Hudson Tuttle is the father
of the talking board,

which is a precursor
of a ouija board.

Berlin Heights was known
back in the day

for this spiritualist movement.

The little house I moved in,

I used to call it
the little hobbit house.

The graveyard
was behind my house...

Directly behind my house.

The cemetery had graves
in it from early 1700s

till about the early 1900s,
an old family plot.

The graveyard was located
in a different area,

and at some point,

the people that were interred
there were moved to the place

that is behind where I lived.

Many of those people
that are buried there

were born in the late 1600s,

and there was a gentleman
that actually is buried there

that founded Berlin Heights.

I looked at his history, and
he has a very special history.

He was
a revolutionary war soldier.

Aah!

Mary B., you scared
the life out of me!

My name is Mary-Beth Mada,

but a lot of people call me
Mary B., especially Annie.

Annie, Amy, and I, my sisters,
all like to get together

and spend the weekend
together, or...

Mary B., you nasty girl.

Look what you had me do.
Look.

I thought her house being
in front of a cemetery

was pretty cool
because we all loved cemeteries,

and here she's finally
living near one.

- Hi, Annie.
- Amy.

- So good to see you.
- How is my kid sister?

My name is Amy McVay.

My sisters and I,
we're very close, very close.

Annie is...

Um, she's the eccentric one.

Have this mess
to clean up now.

Mary-Beth is the planner,

and me, I just go along
with the crowd.

I am now the oldest
of the three sisters.

I did have an older sister.

She passed away,

but Mary-Beth
is 8 years younger than I am,

and my sister Amy
is 15 years younger than I am,

so she was the baby
of the family.

We are best friends, all of us.

- Close the door behind you.
- Yeah.

We went down to the corner,
and we had a bite to eat.

We had dinner and a couple beers

and went back
to her little house.

Hey, you guys,
I have a great idea!

Let's go for an after-dinner
walk in the cemetery!

This time of night?
You all are crazy.

Oh, come on.
It'll be fun!

We thought it would be fun

to walk through the cemetery
at night

just to get a little scare,
you know, and be silly.

This is going to be
so much fun, you guys.

You have the craziest
ideas, Amy.

I'm sure Annie was very excited

to go to the cemetery because
she would want to tell us

all the history
of each of the people

there that she knew about.

Ready?

I was kind of apprehensive.

I really didn't want to go
to the cemetery at night.

It kind of freaked me
out actually.

- All right. Let's go.
- Let's go, girls.

This is going to be
so much fun.

I think Mary-Beth
was pretty on board

with going in to the cemetery.

I don't think she was
as scared as Annie was.

It was dark.

There are no street lights,
so it was very dark that night.

I don't even think I had
my phone with me,

but Mary-Beth and Amy
both took their cameras.

- Oh, let's take a picture.
- Okay.

We were laughing,
I suppose, and...

- Cheese!
- Cheese!

...giggling a little bit that
we were going to the cemetery.

- Come on, you guys.
- Okay.

- Aw.
- Sounds good.

But when we entered
the cemetery,

a dark night seemed
to get even darker,

and I mean that in the
literal sense of the word.

Didn't feel very odd at first.
You know, we were excited.

"Oh, look at this one.
Oh, look at that one."

This one is really old,
like revolutionary old.

- Oh, wow.
- Captain Edmund Galesworthy,

died on the battlefield
January 11th, 1777.

He was a soldier.

Uh-huh.

He marched.

We never took pictures in
the cemetery before.

Girls, that's enough.

Don't you want one?

No.

We're going.

Aah!

I think it was just
an owl or something.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Let's go look at some more.
Come on.

So, I was walking ahead of them,

and I was snapping the pictures,

and I heard Annie
and Mary-Beth behind me

making noises like
they were afraid,

and I just kept saying,
"Come on. Come on, let's go,"

and then, all of a sudden,

I just stopped, and...

I just got a really
strange feeling.

What is it, Amy?

I feel like there's
something watching us.

Then after that, things seemed
to get a little more serious.

We all kind of came together
at that point.

Aah! Oh!

No.

I didn't feel like we were
the only ones there.

I felt there was
something else there

that wasn't appreciating us

being disrespectful maybe,

being silly like we were.

- Let's get out of here.
- Okay.

- Let's go.
- Go. Go. Go!

I wanted to get out
of that cemetery,

so when I looked
at their faces,

I knew that they were
feeling the same thing

I was feeling,
which was just fear.

It was as if someone
was standing there.

Come on.

Someone stopped us.

It was if someone
was standing there.

Someone stopped us.

It was really fast.

We left fast, and as soon
as we left the cemetery,

we hightailed
it back to my house.

Stupid flashlight.

I need a stiff drink.

Me, too.

I think when we
went back into the house,

we all just started
blurting out our feelings,

and at that point, we're safe

and probably got
a little silly again.

- That was a bad idea.
- That was so scary.

We just kind of shrugged it off

as being three sisters
on an adventure

in a cemetery late at night,

and there was nothing to it.

Look.
You know what, you guys?

I left something in the car.

I'm just going to get it.
I'll be right back.

Shortly after we got in,

I had something in my car
that I wanted to get out.

Amy went out to the car,

which I wouldn't have done
by myself,

but she did.

As I was coming back
in the house,

I felt something touch my arm.

I looked around,
and there was nothing.

There was no cobwebs.
There was no bugs.

There was nothing that would
have touched my arm like that.

That freaked me out
probably more than anything.

After Amy got back in
from going out to her car,

she was a little quiet
at that point

and didn't really say much.

Amy, what is it?

What's happened?

Nothing.
I got to go to bed.

I didn't tell them

because I didn't
want to scare them

any more than they
already were scared.

Hey, sweetie.

- Hey.
- Coffee?

Sure.

Did you sleep well?

No, I didn't sleep
very well.

How come?

The next morning,
as we're drinking our coffee,

Amy tells us she had
something to tell us.

I felt something grab
my arm, and I looked.

I looked everywhere.
I looked behind me,

and there was nobody
anywhere.

And we both looked at her
and said, "What?"

You sure it wasn't
a tree branch or a bush?

I looked up and down
the street.

There was nobody anywhere.

She was adamant
there was something that

touched her arm.

I didn't feel like anybody
was trying to hurt me.

It was just a touch.

They believed me because I'm not
one to overreact on anything.

You know, I really don't.

She wasn't joking.

I could tell she was not
joking about that touch.

What a strange night
we had.

We had the wind and that feeling
we all got at one point.

You know what?
I think we should go back.

I think we have to go
find out what's going on.

It opened up a discussion of
what happened the night before,

and we decided that maybe
we should revisit the cemetery

during the day, retrace
our steps as best we could.

We decided we wanted
to go back in the light

and see what had made us
stop at that certain point,

and I wanted to take
some pictures in the light

at that exact spot.

We all became very brave
during the daylight.

It feels completely
different in here today.

It's still kind
of creepy though.

Going back the next day
was much more respectful.

It was not fun
and games anymore.

It's a small cemetery,
so we could pretty much retrace

where we had the bad
feeling the night before.

We were looking at this
group of headstones

that was all in a row.

And Mary-Beth says, "Wait, look.
I think I know why we stopped."

I saw a headstone with
my name on it, Mary B.

Oh, my goodness.

I saw a headstone with
my name on it, Mary B.

"Mary."

I've never heard anybody
be called Mary B. except for me.

Completely shocked me to see
a headstone

with my name on it.

You guys, it's my name.

It was Amy.
The name was Amy.

- There's Amy.
- I looked and Amy's name

was on the headstone
next to mine, and I thought,

"You've got to be kidding."

Oh, my god.

How?

How is this even possible?

And that tombstone says "Ann."

And both Amy and I looked,

and there was Ann's name
on a headstone.

This was more than
just a coincidence.

I have to video this.

It was a very weird feeling

to see all of us sisters
on those headstones,

especially after we had

the strange feeling
the night before.

Here it is,
the gravestones of Mary B.,

and I'll move over this way.

This is Amy.

And then we have a Susan,
and right next to it is Anna.

I can only believe that
they were related,

and perhaps they were sisters.

So we kept walking,

and then we see the headstone
that says Louisa.

Which was my oldest,
deceased sister's middle name.

She was diagnosed
with m.S. When she was 40.

I felt overwhelmed.

We just looked at them.

All of our names are on
all of these tombstones,

and that is why I think
we stopped that night.

What is it, Amy?

I feel like there is
something watching us.

I was downloading the pictures
we had taken the night before,

and I was shocked
at what I saw.

- Annie!
- What?

Annie, you've got to
see this.

What is it?

So I zoomed in on it.

Oh, my.

And it was definitely
a figure of a man.

It is a clear apparition

of a man
peeking from behind a tree.

You can actually see his hat,

and he looks like
a revolutionary war soldier.

After that, I always
kept my blinds pulled

because the back
end of my house

looked right towards
the cemetery.

I will place my hand a Bible.

I looked out,

and I saw... I swear
I saw a full apparition

of a revolutionary war soldier
just for a split second.

I was a skeptic before.

It really opened my eyes
to things that are out there.

If somebody asked me now
if I believe in ghosts,

I say absolutely.

I know they're out there.

Mary.

After that I would
not ever go back

in that cemetery
at night ever again.

Living in Berlin Heights
made a believer of me.

It was almost like
there was something invisible

in front of me making these
noises that I couldn't see.

I've never been scared
in the woods before, ever.

Get in the car.

You could feel it in your chest,
in your bones.

I couldn't understand
what was happening.

What is he doing?

We didn't feel safe
at that point.

Aah!

Hurry!

My name is David Young.

I'm from Moncton,
new Brunswick.

It's a fairly rural area.

We live outside of the city,
so we don't have to go too far

to find a nice patch of woods
to go hiking around in.

My name is Laura Berry.

I've been out in the woods
my entire life,

and if I'm in the city too long
I get really stressed out.

It's going to be so fun.

I used to come here
when I was a kid.

I would like to be further out
in the country,

more in the woods.

We drive an hour out of our way
just to go somewhere

where we're not going
to run into people

and where it is going to be
completely quiet and natural.

Oh, here it is.

It's just a little
four-Wheeler trail

that comes off the main road.

You wouldn't even see
if you were driving by.

You actually have to know
where it is.

The road to get in
the old camp

is pretty much
just an atv trail,

so you got to be careful
when you're driving in.

It's a trail.

It's not a road,
so it's a little rough

getting in and out
of there too.

- Yeah.
- Find...

On the little entranceway
where you drive in,

there's some old metal washtubs

that people used
to use to wash stuff.

They're overturned and rusted
and got holes in them.

Okay.

The old camp is literally
just a box with a roof,

and there's no electricity
or running water.

My grandfather built it
in 1948.

I was born July 1983,

and that September I was already
down at the old camp

for hunting season
with my dad,

so I've been out in the woods
my entire life.

It's very secluded.

It's very quiet.

It's a very old area.

David.

Sorry. Hey.

After my dad passed away,

my uncle would let me
use it as a teenager,

and I've been bringing my kids
down there to visit the area.

There's a wood stove
and two small bedrooms.

When we go out in the forest,
we like to go find places

that are very private where
there's no people around,

and where it's just all natural,
mature-growth forests.

Just basically enjoying
the natural environment.

- How's the water, kids?
- Good.

- Good. Not too cold?
- No, mom.

Down the hill from the camp
there's a natural spring

with delicious drinking water.

Fill it up good
there, buddy.

The kids throw some rocks in,

and we were just
hanging out down there.

I've come face to face
with moose.

I've come across deer
and lots of wildlife,

I mean, rabbits,
foxes, coyotes.

I spend a lot of time
in the woods.

Did you hear that?

It's an animal.
We probably scared it off.

I think he's just
uncomfortable in the woods.

He finds it a little bit
scary at times.

I try and explain to him that
there is more to be afraid of

in the city than there is
in the woods.

It's very dense, so you can see
about 2, 3 feet into the woods,

but it felt like
it was right there.

It's cold.

Whoo.

We weren't sure what
it could have been.

We assumed it was a deer,
so... or a moose.

On the other side,
in the dense forest,

we heard this deep
grunting noise.

It rattled us.

Get away.

I was looking in the woods

trying to see if
I could see anything.

We all kind of stood back,
and we were shocked.

We stood there for a minute,

waiting to hear
what was going on.

That sounds really big.

Again, it did this deep grunt
a few times in a row.

Because we had the children,
I felt a lot less confident.

You know, you can just feel
that something was nearby,

so it just felt
really uncomfortable.

We heard like this big, like,
stomping or thumping

on the ground, like, where you
could feel it in your feet.

I got an adrenaline rush
right off the bat.

It frightened me.

I got a bit of the jitters.

David looked at me,
and I looked at him,

and the kids were
playing in the spring,

and we were just kind of like,

"Okay, we should
probably go up now."

Let's get back up the hill.

Come on, kids.
Quickly.

Quickly, guys.

Whatever this is
doesn't want us here.

Obviously, it's sounding
aggressive.

Hurry, kids.
Don't trip.

We were scared, and
we didn't know what that was,

couldn't figure it out,
couldn't see anything,

but it felt very close.

I almost felt like I could
reach out and touch it,

it was so close.

Come on, David.

I'm coming.

I'm very, very careful
when we go into the woods.

I'm very protective
of my family.

So after that initial incident,
I was kind of uptight.

Go play
in the cabin, kids.

Are you sure we shouldn't
do this another weekend?

What?

No way, David.

I wanted to go home.

I said to Laura,
"I think we should leave."

She didn't want to.

Look.

It was probably a deer
or something.

I really don't think
that was a deer.

Something is out there.

We had just gotten there.

It would have just felt like
such an incredible waste

to have left.

Let's just relax, okay?

I grew up in the woods,
whereas David didn't,

so sometimes he can get a little
bit more spooked than I do.

Let's go for a walk
up above the camp.

We can go to that clearing
where the oil drum is.

I was very uneasy
from that point on,

and I would have left

if Laura wouldn't have
suggested otherwise.

There's some nice,
clear walking trails,

and I felt like it made David
feel a little more secure

instead of being in the thick
wooded area where you can't see,

you know, 2 feet
in front of you.

Not too far ahead, kids.

We kind of shook it off,
and we talked about it.

I'm trying to figure out,
"Was it a deer? Was it a moose?"

When you go in the woods,

we get what we call
our forest ears on,

and you're hearing
every little thing,

so you become very in tune
with your environment.

Probably about half a kilometer
to a kilometer

up into the pine stand,

there is a big oil drum.

Uh-oh.

So we went and looked around,
and, you know, telling the kids,

"Oh, I used to come here when I
was a kid and climb this tree."

We used to go this oil drum
and bang on it as kids.

Quiet now, kids.

This used to be my special
playground when I was a kid.

I'd come here and climb trees
and send messages to the woods

by banging on this oil drum.

Yeah, even louder.

Yeah, just like that.

Why don't you go find
some blueberries for lunch?

Yay!

We decided to come back
to the camp to have our lunch.

Well, we'll see if we can
find more on the way down.

Okay.

We started unpacking
and getting our lunch ready,

get some snacks for the kids
and that sort of thing,

and then that's when
we heard it again.

That hrumph noise again,
and it was really deep and loud.

We heard that same grunting
sound a few times,

and then that thump,
that deep rumble in the ground.

Got pretty uneasy,
and it carried on.

- What's going on?
- What is that?

Kids, get back inside.

It was so loud,
and it reverberated the ground,

and it went up into my feet,
into my chest,

and I could feel
my chest vibrating.

It was a ...,
something like that,

but it was beyond my capability
of my vocal chords.

It was very deep.

It was resonating.

Stay in the house, kids.

We were all together,
and we all had

the same reaction
at the time.

It was very obvious.

It was very clear,
and it was right there,

so it all caught us
all of guard.

We all just froze
and looked around

trying to figure
what was going on.

I jumped straight in the air
and stomped my feet down

just to try to replicate it,

to stomp down
as hard as I could,

and nothing even remotely
close to what we felt.

It was very deep.

It was resonating.

You could feel it
in your chest

and in your bones
when it happened.

And I think that's what made it
a lot more real,

and made it that much
more terrifying

was because you could feel it.

I couldn't understand
what was happening.

I continuously kept trying
to rationalize what it could be.

It felt like it was about
20 feet away maybe.

It was almost like there was
something invisible

in front of me making these
noises that I couldn't see.

Aah!

Kids, get out here.

We're going to leave
right now.

It's okay.
Get out!

Get in the car.

It's going to be okay.
It's going to be okay.

Hurry, David.

Hurry, David!

- Come on.
- Coming.

Forgot the backpack.

What's going on, mom?
What's going on?

It's all right, kids.

I remember Malik even putting
down the window and me like,

"Put the window back up."

Put that window
back up right now!

And that's when we heard
the bang on the washer.

And it was like a ding,
ding, ding, ding,

like someone was
hitting it with something.

We couldn't figure that out.

After this series of events
that had just happened,

hearing that just really
set our nerves off.

Something just hit
that wash bin

up by the entrance
to the camp.

And then we heard banging on
the oil drums and the washtub.

Bang, bang, bang on that side,

and then bang, bang, bang
on that side.

The banging on the washtub

seemed to have almost
a rhythm to it.

That's the oil drum
at the top of the camp.

The two of them were 100 feet
from each other,

so if something were to go from
one to the other in between,

we definitely would have heard
it, especially at that speed.

How'd it get there
so fast?

There's no animals
that would do that,

and the fact
that the drums were

so far apart from each other,
there was two things.

Mom, dad,
let's get out of here.

- We got to go.
- Yeah.

If we hadn't heard
the banging on the drums,

I would have believed
that it was a deer or a moose.

There was no evidence
of people.

There was no new car tracks
when we had driven in.

We had to get out of the car
and move downed trees

to be able to drive in.

It's going to be okay.

It's fine.

We didn't feel safe
at that point.

It had escalated our feelings
of insecurity.

It's fine.

It's fine.

Come on.

If you think about it,
if it wasn't a person or people,

then what animal can pick up
a stick and bang on a drum?

- Hurry. Come on.
- I'm trying.

- It's not going to go.
- What's wrong?

It was the banging
on the drums

while the growl was
going on that was, like,

really, really unsettling

because it has to be
a person or something.

It has to be a something,
not an animal.

It's fine, kids.

You don't want to say
that it could be Sasquatch

because people will just
look at you like, "What?"

What's going on?

But I've never been scared
in the woods before, ever,

and to have something
like this, it shook me.

We literally, like,
jumped in the car

and drove out
as fast as we could.

My children very much
take cues from me,

so when my face dropped
and my mouth was gap

and my eyes were wide
and I was terrified, like,

the looks on their faces
were like,

"Oh, mom. Mom is scared."

Like, "Okay,"
and I remember, like,

they were very unnerved
on the drive out.

It's okay, guys.

Just a big animal
or something back there.

Nothing to be scared of.

I was shaking. When we were
driving out of there,

I had adrenaline running
through my system.

I didn't know what to think
because it was just so strange.

He stopped at one point
and got out of the car,

I remember just being like,
"What are you doing?"

What are you doing?!

I'll be right back.

I left my door open,
left the car running.

I went out and looked at it.

I told them to stay in the car,
I'll be right back.

I'm pretty sure I was
yelling out the window

to get back in the car.

David!

I was looking for deer tracks,
moose tracks, bear tracks,

even a dog
or a rabbit, anything,

something that my rational mind
could understand.

David?

- Mom, what is he doing?
- It's okay.

When I saw that there was
no signs of anything there,

it just really...

It made me even more scared,
I suppose, because it was just,

once again, more mystery,
more questions.

It felt like something was
watching me or knew where I was,

but I didn't know where it was,

and it also had a threatening
feeling about it.

Hurry!

Close the door.
Come on.

A lot of people
are scared to talk

about their experiences
in the woods.

You don't want people to, like,
be like, "Oh, you're crazy,"

as if it was, you know,

Sasquatch or anything,
like, "Oh, what?"

And so you're just trying
to rationalize it.

Anything that has not been
scientifically proven yet,

I think it's hard
for people to discuss it.

David was there.

I have support.

I have somebody that experienced
it, and the kids were there.

Harper might not remember it,
but Malik does.

I'm still very skeptical,
but I'm open-minded as well.

I'm always a little bit on edge,
just wondering,

but if something like
that were to happen again

I may question going back.

I can't say for sure
if there is Sasquatch

or if there isn't 'cause
I've never seen one.

It's just made me more aware

that maybe we don't
know everything yet.

Maybe we haven't found
everything that can be found

in the woods.