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- Many people recognize me when I walk down the street.

I see their eyes locked with mine

and I know that they know exactly who I am.

I really wish it was for a different reason.

When people realize who I am,

the first thing they ask me is, was it real?

I say, "What does it matter?

"You won't believe me if I say yes."

So now that Blackwell has ended,

I'm surrounded by people who don't believe me,

most of which are my own friends and family.

I became that weird guy who claimed he could find ghosts.

So I found myself trying to find

another story like Blackwell

that was bigger and better to prove them wrong.

But as you can imagine,

that's not an easy thing to do.

Or so I thought.

So I'm recording this on my phone,

just because I don't have a pen and paper.

So I need to remember what I'm about to say,

because something's really freaked me out.

For the past few months

I've been having these weird recurring dreams

which basically involves me

meeting some random person,

someone I don't recognize or know in any way,

which is strange,

because it's happening quite frequently now.

So this one dream where I met a person,

I remember it very vividly,

because the girl kept saying a name

over and over and over and over.

And she was saying the name Sarah,

that's all she said over and over.

So you know, some time goes by since I had that dream

and I forgot all about it,

and that was until today

when I came across a picture of a woman on the internet,

and I recognized her, I was like, hey,

that's that girl from my dream.

So when I clicked the picture,

it lead me to none other than a 1972 missing persons case.

And right there in bold ink,

it said the name Sarah Baker.

I can't make sense

of how or why I knew her face and name.

But I can't help but think it was because

something happened to me at the Blackwell house.

So before I left the Blackwell house,

I started to notice that, you know,

there's something interesting about the word coincidence,

and that is I think coincidence might in fact be

some kind of form of communication

from something we don't even understand.

It's almost like it's a purposeful act to let you know

that a ghost is present,

they're like basically saying,

hey, I'm here and you're not on crack.

And so now that I've had these dreams,

you know, for this one dream to be so coincidental,

I've noticed these dreams

happening after the Blackwell house.

And now I'm starting to wonder

if it's just something I've always had,

you know, I've been having these dreams

my whole life maybe,

and now I just know what to look for.

It's funny because like it's a form of those stupid mediums

that you always used to see on TV.

I can't talk to ghosts,

but it's interesting 'cause my whole life

I thought mediums were just this huge joke.

And now I'm sitting here wondering

if maybe they were telling the truth the whole time.

Oh my God.

That would actually be really cool.

Oh, God.

I decided it was time to dig in.

I started off basic with a simple online search

for the name Sarah Baker.

But as you probably could have guessed,

that yielded more than just a few results.

So I went back online to find the missing person flyer.

I went to the bottom

and decided to call the number that was listed.

Now before I upset a lot of people,

I want it to be known that I blacked out

this information on purpose,

because I don't want Sarah's family or the local authorities

to be harassed by thousands of people.

But do know if you have an internet connection,

the uncensored version of this flyer does exist online.

You just have to know where to look for it, so.

Moving on.

Hey Roseanne, I'm calling about

a missing persons flyer I found online,

I was hoping you could give me some information.

Sarah Baker.

Like a pie baker.

Okay.

I'm holding.

Correct, yes.

There's an ID code at the bottom that's four digits,

is that it?

7337.

It's kinda old, it's from March 1st 1972.

Really?

Does it say if she was found alive?

I'm sorry, what did you call it?

It was the Lightfoot serial case,

is that what you said?

What is that?

It was built in the 1950s.

A quaint fishing cabin

tucked deep in the forest of Central Florida.

A hotspot for those looking to get away.

A place to have fun and catch some fish.

Four miles off the main road,

20 miles from the nearest store,

it was considered a peaceful escape.

However, the owner managed to keep a secret.

A secret so dark,

you wonder how anyone could do such a thing.

But, we're just...

This already is weird to me.

Interview with Joe, marker.

- Am I doing all right?

Dude,

don't get insecure, you're actually doing phenomenal,

so do not get insecure, have a drink.

Have a drink.

I'm scared I've done drank too much.

My father did some really bad things.

Some of these things, nobody deserves.

Some of these things that I witnessed as a kid,

were just too bad, I kind of blocked it out of my mind.

My name is Joseph William Lightfoot.

I'm a craftsman, an artist,

and a published poet.

Yeah, really.

I do about anything I can be doing.

I'm really good with my hands.

And my father was James Lightfoot,

and people just called him Lightfoot.

My dad, he was okay when I was growing up,

but turned out he was a serial killer.

And he killed like 18 women,

and some he tortured,

and some he violated, and the rest he ate.

He was a good dad.

Okay, he just had this little,

a problem.

He had a problem.

You know, I was young,

I'm talking about really young,

like about six years old.

Some of 'em were even inside the house.

Can you believe that?

Some in different stages of decomposition.

I will never forget

opening up my closet

and seeing a body hanging upside down,

wrapped in plastic.

And this was obviously a woman,

because her head was down on the ground looking at me.

These were the kinds of things that nobody can ever forget.

- Constructed 65 years ago,

the house that sits four miles off the main road

was the site of roughly 18 separate gruesome murders,

still stands today used as a vacation rental property.

Upon realizing this,

I immediately began planning my visit.

But suddenly stopped in my tracks

when I came across this article.

The article discusses subconscious manifestation.

Now sometimes dreams are created

by what we subconsciously see.

For example, I've presented you with a number of pictures

that I know you've never seen.

However, it is possible that this person

somehow makes it into one of your dreams,

even though you've never met her.

How?

Because your subconscious noticed her in this photograph.

I started to wonder if maybe that could explain

how I had the dream about Sarah.

That I subconsciously noticed her picture

somewhere in passing and that maybe

this was all merely a coincidence.

That was until I visited the rental website

and noticed the reviews.

This is what I've been waiting for.

A connection so coincidental

that there's simply no way it's a coincidence.

That's when I decided it was time to book a night.

Hey Terri, I'm leaving this message

because I want you to know I got to the airport okay.

I'm gonna call you when I get down there,

just 'cause I don't know what to expect,

I'm getting kind of nervous.

I'm not even sure if I'll have cell service down there,

'cause I just,

please get your phone on.

I love you, and I'll call you later, okay?

Bye.

I am in the middle of nowhere.

This is crazy, I'm in

bum (beep) middle of Florida.

Starting to wonder if this was a bad idea.

Where am I?

It's really pretty though,

as you can see there's forest everywhere,

I mean like, I'm in the forest.

So I've been,

I've been in the rental car for about 30 minutes now,

and I'm starting to realize

that I'm getting out in the middle of nowhere.

I mean I've been on this road for a good solid 15 minutes

and I haven't seen nobody.

I haven't seen a soul on this road.

Not even a store, just forest,

like this, non stop.

So I'm definitely getting out in the middle of nowhere.

There was a car, I just saw a car,

there was a car out here.

All right, well that's good.

So I'm stopped here 'cause I'm trying to figure out,

my GPS is messing up all of a sudden.

It says I'm at my destination,

but this isn't the case, so.

Honestly, I have no idea.

There's a dirt road up here.

So I found this,

I found this dirt road here,

then the house is at four miles at the end.

And I've been driving for four miles

and I still don't see anything but trees.

Not sure if this is right, don't know where I am.

What's this?

Ahh, I think we're coming up to an end here.

So we're coming up to some kind of community out here,

I see it.

Now I remember the owner said that there was,

he said there's other houses out here,

apparently these are vacation rentals

and nobody actually lives in these.

I don't see any cars,

so I don't think there's anybody out here.

I see it.

I see the address, I see the mailbox.

Ooh.

Wow.

This is weird.

I have the wrong profession, I'll tell you that.

Well we're here.

This is it.

So...

- Time out.

At night, that place get really creepy,

even not knowing the history.

You know, you're so far out there in the forest,

and nobody knows you're there.

And if you were to scream or holler,

nobody would hear you.

So Joe, will you ever

go back out to that house?

- No, I'd never go back out to that house.

Day or night.

I'm never going back out there.

- Let's see if it's unlocked, I'll put that right there.

Hello?

Why's the light on?

Hello?

It's nice here, I'm gonna shut that.

There's a interesting smell.

Wow.

This is pretty.

This is a pretty cool little house.

Let's go check out the back here.

It's a bedroom.

Another bedroom, there's two beds.

Oh my gosh, look at this bathroom.

Turquoise toilet.

That's a turquoise toilet.

And this is the last bedroom in the back, so,

three bedrooms I count,

and a living area down here,

and a kitchen, and that's it,

it ain't big.

If it's haunted, it ain't a big haunted house,

I'll tell you that.

Look at that kitchen.

Look at that kitchen!

Wow.

Look, there's a lizard.

Hey little guy.

Hey, it's a Florida lizard.

There is something definitely to be said about this view,

I mean check this out.

This is amazing, I mean this is like,

this is like paradise.

It's just so bizarre that such a strange story

with that man and all those women happened here,

and you know now that I'm here and thinking about it,

it's just,

it's weird to imagine.

So many lives were lost in this house.

Sad.

Doesn't look like

anything significant back here.

It's just like a bunch of stuff for the house.

You got a boat.

You got a canoe over there.

There's an alligator.

There's a gator.

It's not really a scary house, I mean,

it's not a scary place.

See, I'm just hoping I hear something.

I'm wasting my time.

Nothing.

If there's a ghost in here,

will you just let me know so I can go home?

This time I'm trying a new trick,

I got some some little block letters here.

And what I'm gonna do is

I'm gonna dump 'em out on this table here,

and you know, maybe something will wanna

spell something out, I don't know, it's possible.

I'll tell you what,

it's gonna be hard to relax in here tonight,

because I don't have any food whatsoever.

Fatty McGee needs his food, you know?

The only thing I got with me is

one bag of almonds that I bought at the airport.

I guess that'll be my dinner tonight.

Hey.

All right.

It's starting to get dark out.

As you can see, I got the nice camera rolling.

This is my movie camera.

And it's the only thing that can really take in this,

this area.

Hello?

- Hey, it's me.

What number are you calling from?

- I'm calling from the house,

they have a landline, I don't have any service out here.

Wow, you just,

must be pretty far out.

- It's a little, it's a little scary,

I'm not gonna lie.

I mean, but you know me, I'm a pretty big wimp.

You know, being alone is scary,

it's like going camping by yourself,

I've just never done that before.

So you doing all right?

I'm doing all right.

So what's the house like?

- Well it's a cool house,

I mean it looks like Willy Wonka

had explosive diarrhea all over the walls,

I mean it's a time capsule.

It's straight out of the 60s and 70s.

It's pretty cool, though.

You heard anything yet?

- I haven't heard anything yet, no.

Well I gotta go, the girls are here.

- All right, well I love you,

and I'll call you tomorrow before...

Hello?

- Are you there?

Hello?

Terri?

The night just got better!

Look what I just found.

Okay, I need, it's time for dinner.

Seal hadn't even been broken.

Oh!

Just a touch, ooh.

I'm just waiting for something to happen.

Hello?

I think that's blood.

I think that's blood, that's a blood stain.

There's some right there.

That's definitely blood.

That...

I'm glad I'm drunk.

That could have been a pop,

that could have been a pop.

See I'm not a traditional ghost, oh God,

I'm not a traditional ghost hunter.

I don't go around going, hello?

Hello?

Did you see that?

This is actual journalism.

I'm gonna chill out.

In this chair.

Oh boy.

All right, it's pretty late.

I'm just, I'm not involving myself tonight.

I'm just,

I'm just gonna go to bed

here on the couch.

Hello?

Hello?

Terri?

Terri?

Hey, did you just call me?

Did you just call?

I just got a weird phone call, I don't know,

I just thought it was you.

Are you all right?

Okay, don't worry about it.

It's not, all right, I love you.

Good night.

- Yeah, years later after my dad

and we sold the house.

You know, I was over there cleaning up the house,

and I saw, I heard weird things.

Like knocking in, kind of like in the walls.

I remember trying to find where it was coming from,

but I couldn't find it,

it was like it was in different areas.

You'd hear it in one area

and then go to that area,

and then it would be in another area.

Yeah, and I always remembered that being strange, yeah.

My dad's house haunted?

Yeah.

- Yeah,

they're probably right.

They probably are right.

Yeah.

If any house is haunted, it's that one.

That ain't no joke.

- So after the Blackwell house,

I had a lot of people asking me,

you know, what came of the teeth?

And,

honestly nothing,

I still got 'em.

Tried giving 'em away to

who I thought needed 'em, nobody wanted 'em.

So I'm holding onto 'em for a while.

Don't know what I'm gonna do with 'em, but.

Well that (beep) light's broken.

Piece of (beep).

Well thank you, I appreciate that.

Well tell her thank you for me.

So the owner of the house got curious

when I told him I was filming a documentary,

and so he looked me up and found out who I was,

and now he wants nothing more

than to help me with my documentary,

but unfortunately, I don't think he can really

contribute anything.

Well you know, typically Roger,

I like to do these by myself,

I'm not really a team kind of guy

on these things if that makes sense, and...

What kind of documentation

are you talking about, necessarily?

Well I would be interested in that.

Do you have my email,

is there any way you could send that over?

Well thanks man, I appreciate it.

I didn't expect that to happen, Jesus.

So I just got,

I just got an email from Roger

and this is what it says.

Looks like there were 18 murders related to the house

that the killer confessed to in some type of note.

The only thing I couldn't get was the note.

I don't know what that is.

The attached zip file shows names and pictures

of some of the victims as well as how they were murdered.

My cousin at the local PD can get more if needed,

but this is what they had available in the office, Roger.

Well if this, if this is what he claims it is,

I am gonna send him a birthday cake.

'Cause if it includes pictures and names,

that's what I've been looking for for a while now,

so let me open this up,

see what it actually is.

And where's my whiskey?

I lost my whiskey.

So when I opened the zip file,

it showed me all 18 victims' names and their pictures.

Now of those 18 victims,

only eight bodies were recovered

and identified by authorities.

And now after many phone calls of those eight,

I have written consent from the families of three victims

with permission to disclose further information.

These victims are Lydia Crane, age 22.

Olivia Jones, age 19.

And thankfully, Sarah Baker, age 21.

Why thankfully Sarah Baker?

Because not only did I dream of her,

I also suspect that she is the one who haunts the house.

Why do I think that?

Call it a hunch.

14 hours.

That's all I got to say.

Whew.

Hello?

Hey, I made it down here.

Wow, how long did it take you?

- 14 hours.

Oh my God.

- I got all the cameras set up,

I'm just waiting for something to happen now.

What if nothing happens?

- Well then I'll probably cut my trip short.

I mean honestly, I think,

I think something will happen,

but you know, it's pretty unpredictable at this point.

Well don't piss off whatever's there.

You have a tendency to piss off ghosts.

- I know, I won't do that.

And if you get a call tonight from me

and hear me screaming, will you just call the police for me?

Why can't you call the police?

- This phone down here sucks.

I mean I can barely hear you.

Right now, I can barely hear you.

All right, well I love you.

I love you.

- I'll call you tonight, screaming.

Can't wait.

- All right, bye.

I was gonna take their boat out to the lake

to show you guys what it looks like out there,

but there's this huge snake down here.

And this mechanism to get the boat down

doesn't seem to be working.

So I'm just gonna,

I'm gonna take my motorcycle out, show you guys the lake.

- Man, if I, look, run me down to the house.

What?

- I'm gonna get my poem book.

Your poem book?

- Yeah.

Oh shit, these are all your poems?

- Yeah, hell yeah.

The name of this poem is?

- Anger.

When anger overcomes us, what do we say?

Do we do what is taught us, do we make up that day?

Do we let it drag on, do we turn our backs together?

As the sun goes down and wake up in anger.

When danger overcomes us, what do we say?

Do we do what is taught us, do we make up that day?

Do we let it drag on, do we turn our backs together?

Do we give our lives over to Jesus,

or do we turn and face each other

and have a great night?

- It's really raining right now.

So when I left,

that light was off.

I didn't turn that light on.

I didn't turn this on.

You know, in fact, I've never,

God, that door.

That door scared the shit out of me.

I saw it cracked.

You know in fact,

I'm so certain I didn't turn this light on,

because I've never flipped this little guy,

I've never been back here and flipped this light on.

Oh!

Look what I found.

Cheers.

It's good.

So you may be wondering,

why is this (beep) exposure so dark?

So you may be wondering what the plan is for tonight,

and maybe now's as good a time as any

to tell you there ain't one,

other than what I'm doing right now,

I'm just gonna sit here.

I'm just gonna stay here for three days.

And if nothing happens within that time,

I'm gonna go home early,

but I don't think that's gonna be the case at all.

Something's gonna happen.

Maybe not right now, but something will happen.

Mmhmm.

Woo!

Something's gonna happen.

Something with a butt happened here.

Something with a butt.

Something with a butt.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Well I didn't get much sleep last night,

so I'm a little tired today,

but I'm gonna do a little update.

Last night,

you know, not much happened,

other than a couple of knocks maybe,

and the phone ringing at 2:47 this morning.

That is strange.

There is something strange about that phone.

The fact that I don't know if it's automated or what,

but something,

something is calling at 2:47

both nights I've been down here.

Telemarketer calls are pretty darn bad,

but I've never seen 'em bad enough to call me

at such a late hour, so I don't know.

I don't know...

No.

So today I'd like to talk about three victims.

The three victims that I have permission to talk about.

And the reason I think it's important

that you guys get backstory on these three women,

their story has been forgotten.

And as respect to their parents,

I kind of want their story to live on in some way.

So we'll start, let's just jump right in,

we'll start with Lydia Crane.

Lydia Crane, age 22,

was believed to have been killed somewhere in the woods

located directly behind the property.

According to written testimony,

she attempted to escape in the woods and reach safety,

but was unsuccessful.

On January 10th 1973,

her body was found hanging from a highway overpass

roughly eight miles away from the house.

Olivia Jones, age 19,

was reported missing after not returning home

from a college orientation party.

The body of Olivia was recovered after a train engineer

reported to authorities that he had run over a body

on an old trestle bridge.

Now during my initial visit,

I crossed some tracks while trying to find the house.

It turns out the trestle bridge

is less than 300 yards away from this spot.

Now those tracks must be somewhat close to the house

because often I can hear the train in the distance.

Finally we come to Sarah Baker.

Of the three, she was the only one believed

to actually have been killed inside the house.

It was determined that she was killed with an ax,

which was later found, quote,

in a tool shed located behind the house.

In an attempt to hide the victim's body,

she was found chained to a barrel of concrete

located on the main river next to a small light station.

Now as far as the light station out on the main river,

I saw it last night when I took my bike out to see the lake.

That's where they found her body

on May 1st 1972.

Now something super interesting

that I still can't figure out for the life of me,

is that the ax is still in the shed.

And if you're saying to yourself,

no, that's a different ax,

you're wrong like I was.

No, it's the same ax,

complete with evidence tag

and what appears to be old bloodstains.

Believe it or not, the murder weapon of Sarah Baker

is in my hands.

Night two.

Here we are, night two in the house.

God, I am just gross.

It's hot down here in Florida.

Florida is a hot state, I'll tell you that much.

My gosh.

I got the AC going

and it's still 78 degrees in here.

You know I had a couple really good friends ask me,

they were like, how do you not get so afraid

when you do these ghost hunts?

And the truth is, I am terrified,

I just talk to the camera to make myself feel better.

My worst enemy is honestly probably my own imagination,

as is probably anybody's when they're scared.

But in this case,

I could have sworn right before I started this camera

that I heard something knock at the back door.

And after last night,

I tend to think it's not my imagination.

I've heard this knocking throughout my stay here,

and

I can't tell if it's like plumbing popping

or something like that.

That sounded like it was coming from the back door.

Oh my God.

Hello?

And of course there's no one there.

You just hear things, and you follow 'em around,

and you just get the (beep) scared out of you.

That's kind of what's going on here.

That was pretty scary.

I would suggest to anyone who wants to live

or for not having a heart attack,

if you hear knocks at a door, do not open it,

'cause I am on,

my heart is a pumping right now, I'll tell you that.

You know in fact, I'm gonna put

another camera at the back door.

That scared the (beep) out of me.

I'm gonna put this camera at the back door here.

Just in case, I'm gonna put another camera right in here.

There's something about this door,

I don't know what it is,

but I feel like this is the second time

I've been drawn to a noise at this door,

I don't know what that means.

Check check.

Check check check.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello, who is this?

Hello?

Hello?

Say something.

Say something.

Well it's my third and final night here in the house.

And I'm terrified.

I don't even like looking down that hall right there,

I mean that's terrifying, look at that.

If that door just slammed right now,

I would poop my pants.

This place is pretty scary.

It didn't seem that way,

it might not seem that way on camera,

but this place is pretty scary.

I don't really know if I'm in danger,

but then again, I don't know that I'm not.

So I think that's what's scary about the whole thing.

And if you guys haven't figured this out by now,

I'm not the most qualified person to be doing this stuff.

Because I really don't know what I'm doing.

It's kind of like me getting into a sailboat

and just heading out into the Atlantic Ocean.

I would die,

and everybody would say, you're an idiot.

Including my wife.

I know a lot of people out there

in TV land are like, no, you don't have to die

to be an idiot, you're an idiot.

You might be right.

I don't know what I'm doing.

And I'm out of booze, which is even worse.

I'm out of booze.

I'm out of booze.

God, that hallway just scares the (beep) out of me.

You can't really get more direct than that,

can you?

You know I thought when I came down here

I'd find some purpose.

You know, it's night three,

it's my last night here

and I still don't know my purpose.

But then, you know,

that's how life works.

Sometimes there is no purpose to life

and things don't always play out like they do in the movies.

Where there's a climax and then an ending

and character development and foreshadowing.

Life doesn't work that way.

Sometimes life just kinda happens.

And apparently so does death.

I do have some beer,

I guess I'll drink some beer.

Beer, beer me!

Lord, beer me strength.

I can't tell where it's coming from.

It's somewhere back there,

I don't know where it's coming from.

Check check, all right, we got a good check.

All right, we are rolling.

Check, check check, got it.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

I don't know who this is,

but if it's who I think it is,

all you have to do is say something.

Hello?

Hello?

I'm gonna hang up on whoever this is.

I'm gonna give you to the count of five.

Five,

four,

three,

two,

one.

Hello?

Hello?

Oh my God.

How's your beer doing?

- It's okay.

Oh, wait a minute, I got one.

Destiny, destiny.

It's a young man's thoughts,

a young man's dreams.

Do you ride on our shoulders?

Destiny, destiny.

Is it money that talks,

or our lives as we walk?

Would you ever let me down, do you talk to my soul?

Do you plan my next step,

are you riding my shoulders

or showing me the way

through life's twists and turns,

are you going my way?

Are you seeing me as a man

or as a topic for the day?

Destiny, destiny, do you ride my way?

Thank you man.