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The foxes move into a dream house.

It was just breathtaking.

It was love at first sight. That soon becomes their worst nightmare.

At first, the ghosts and demon taunt and tease.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This cannot be happening.

But then, they attack.

I saw her gasping for air.

Will the family get out before the house claims its next victim?

In America, there is real evil.

It lurks in the darkest shadows and in our most ordinary towns.

Between the worlds we see and the things we fear, there are doors.

When they are opened, nightmares become reality.

Nestled in the Ozark Mountain region of northwest Arkansas, the small town of

Lowell is the kind of place people move to for a slower pace of life and the

peace and quiet of country living.

It's the summer of 1983, and the Fox family is about to meet their new home.

When we first pulled up to the driveway, It was just breathtaking.

It was like gone with the wind, Arkansas style.

We had been living in Iowa, and jobs were so scarce. It's like we had finally

made it, you know? Dad and Mom's hard work was paying off.

Awesome! The house has plenty of room for the family.

Father Jesse, Mother Carol, and their two children, Mary and Wesley.

Is this all ours?

It sure is.

The house was one of the largest houses I'd ever seen in my life.

Moving out of the small trailer into the large house was, you know, an incredible

feeling for me. I was very happy for my mom and my dad, but also, you know, for

my sister.

Wesley was my baby, and he was eight years old. There's nine years

between Mary and Wesley.

Mary quit school.

She was 17, and we depended on her to take care of Wesley and do the work

around the house.

Thanks.

My mother is still to this day one of the sweetest, kindest people I have ever

known. I was close to both of my parents.

Okay, you guys, we're never going to get the rest of the stuff in the house if

you don't stop fooling around.

My father, Jesse, was typically Irish.

At that point, he was fun.

Ready? The Fox family feels they have lucked out in landing this house.

The plant manager at the cannery where Jesse works rents the home out cheap to

employees. Grab the door here, buddy.

Carol and Jesse are surprised at how inexpensive the house is.

But sometimes, good deals are good deals for a reason.

Awesome.

You said it was nice, but this is amazing.

Dad, when am I going to sleep?

Well, that's the best part, kiddo.

You each get to pick your own rooms. Really?

All right.

Wesley, I'm older than you, so I get the biggest room.

Mary instantly falls in love with the house.

It was just everywhere you looked, it was another wonder.

Wow, we're going to be living here?

And then Mary discovers the attic.

The attic was like every teenage girl's dream.

It was pretty much soundproof, so I could listen to my music as loud as I

wanted. It was just great.

This is going to be my room.

But Mary has no idea that the house harbors dark secrets.

And in the place she's chosen as her bedroom, unspeakable atrocities have

taken place.

Later that afternoon, Mary unpacks boxes and watches her little brother while her

parents are at work.

I started off with the kitchen stuff.

Because, you know, a couple hours, I was going to have to find Wes something to

eat and needed dishes.

My parents worked a lot.

My relationship with Wes, I was his substitute, Mom. I was protective of

him.

Especially if Mom and Dad were gone, it was like, he's mine now. He's mine to

watch over and to protect.

Suddenly, Mary gets the feeling there's someone in the room.

I had a sensation like somebody was really close.

I feel a little breeze.

It was a cool breeze.

No vents, no air conditioning.

I didn't even have a box fan set up in there yet. This is July in Arkansas.

It's hot, and it is very humid.

Outside, nothing stirs.

I thought it was strange, but there's got to be a reason for it.

I decided it's an old house, there's probably cracks, and God only knows what

else.

Can I go for a bike ride?

Sure. Just stay back by noon.

Okay.

Wesley decides to explore his new stomping grounds.

I decided I wanted to just go right around the neighborhood.

Well, I don't get very far away from the house. I cross the tracks, and there's

kids sitting outside.

Hey, who are you?

You don't live around here.

No, I do. Just moved in the big house back there.

I wouldn't live there if I was you.

Why? That house is haunted.

Get out!

No, that house is very haunted. I've seen it.

There are no such things as ghosts.

R2.

Ghosts did not exist.

It was all just crazy, crazy nonsense, you know, kids being kids kind of thing.

A few days later, the house is mostly unpacked, and the Fox family is ready to

entertain.

Dad decided he was going to have barbecue on a day off. It was a lot to

celebrate. It was beautiful.

Of course, it was hot, but we had the barbecue.

I'm going to get you.

No, you're not.

One of the people that came over was my niece, Christy.

She was closer to my age, so we were pretty good playmates.

Hey, you want to go in the basement?

No, it looks creepy.

What, are you scared?

No. Then come on.

The basement was a huge play area, especially for an eight-year-old boy.

I thought that was going to be the perfect place to go play hide and go

seek because you could go into almost any room and it's going to take a while

for someone to find you.

I told you this was going to be creepy.

You were right.

I wonder what's in here.

Open it.

Whoa. Thing is really creepy.

Yeah.

Hey, did you hear something?

I'm not scared, Wesley Fox.

No. Shh.

What?

Over there.

I think we should go back outside.

Yeah, okay.

Hey, look at these old shoes.

Whoa.

We noticed a pair of old-fashioned shoes.

You know, the shoes didn't look like anything other than just a pair of old

shoes. They must have been left behind by the people who used to live here.

I don't know. I'd never seen them before.

You haven't?

In 1983, the Fox family moves to a large house in Lowell, Arkansas.

For 17-year-old Mary, their new home is a dream come true.

When I first pulled up the house, it was love at first sight. It was like

a plantation.

But within hours of moving in, Mary senses an unknown presence.

Hey! At the same time...

her eight-year-old brother wesley hears the local rumor about the house i

wouldn't live there if i was you why that house is haunted get out

i'm gonna get you a few days later the fox family invites

friends and family to a housewarming barbecue wesley dares his niece christy

to explore one of the spookiest places in the house the basement hey these old

shoes

When I saw the shoes moving, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This cannot

be happening. This can't be real. We took off running up the stairs.

We didn't know what it was, but it scared us.

Mom! Dad!

Mom!

They moved! They moved!

There were shoes in the basement, and they walked with no one in them in the

basement. Wesley, I told you no running on the stairs.

We tried to tell Mom exactly about the shoes moving, how it happened, but she

was angry because we were running up the stairs.

Haunted! They told us that those shoes had moved.

And how could they move on their own?

So we thought it was in their imagination.

But they did, really!

Wesley looked like he had just seen the devil himself.

And Christy, too.

Our house is haunted, just like the kids down the street told me. It's haunted!

All right, Wesley, no more tall tales.

Y'all go play.

Kids, huh?

Oh, boy.

We knew she wasn't going to believe us.

It ran through my mind that, you know, the neighborhood kids were right.

This house is haunted.

And the neighborhood kids are not the only ones with suspicions.

I guess the rumors are true.

Ain't they know about the stories?

The murders?

Long... Longtime residents tell stories of multiple murders and suicides that

have taken place in the house.

One rumor is about a mean-spirited philanderer who lived in the house in

the 1930s with his wife and mistress.

When I say I expect dinner on the table, I expect it. You think I'm made out of

money that we can go out all the time? Your job is in the kitchen.

And if you don't like it... Then one day, one of them snapped.

But

no

one in town dares tell the foxes what they've heard.

You walk into one of the convenience stores or to the post office to check

the mail, and people will be talking, having a conversation.

And then you walk in, and it's dead quiet.

It's like everybody shuts up.

We found it odd at first. We didn't know what to think.

Several weeks after moving into the house, Mary is up late watching a movie.

I just looked up and they're open. It's like...

Hey, I had those closed.

I thought it was the wind. There's lots of big windows, and we had those windows

open almost all the time.

And I just, yeah, it's got to be the breeze.

Oh, I got to close them again.

Then I locked one of them. They had little old-fashioned locks. If you lock

the last door, then that lock is supposed to keep the first door from

being able to open.

They started rattling.

Within days of moving in, Mary Fox and her younger brother Wesley know that

something is wrong.

Terribly wrong with their family's new house in Lowell, Arkansas.

Wesley sees shoes move on their own in the basement.

While Mary senses they are not alone in the house.

It felt like you were intruding.

You're there, the rent's been paid, deposits have been paid, utilities are

on. You're supposed to be there. You belong there.

But you felt totally the opposite.

Like, you don't belong. You're not supposed to be there.

Late one Saturday night, Mary feels threatened as the entity in their house

grows bolder.

The rattling started.

It was like somebody was on the other side of these doors. And I know there's

no one on the other side.

And then, boom, they went open.

I jumped up and I ran.

Mary, do you know what time it is?

Mom, I... Mary, it's late.

You've been running through the halls. You've left all the lights on

downstairs. Do you think your father and I are made of money? I'm sorry, but...

Mom. Mom was a very light sleeper. I got the lecture about how, you know, yeah,

I'm a night owl, but other people have to get some sleep because they have to

get up and go to work the next day.

I think something's wrong with this house. The house is fine.

I'm going back to bed, and you should too.

Mom didn't believe.

Now I'm getting mad at this point. I was like, yeah, some real strange things are

going on in this house. Too bad the parents are too blind to see it.

I cried myself to sleep that night, trying to figure out how am I going to

explain this to Mom and Dad to make them understand what they've done.

Despite her mother's dismissive attitude, Mary is certain their house is

haunted.

And the bumps in the night continue.

3.30, 4 o'clock in the morning.

And to me, it sounded like somebody was hitting the table.

Carol thinks Mary is up late again.

She decides it's not worth her precious sleep time to get up.

What the hell was she doing?

You know, she knew we had to get up early.

But Mary is fast asleep.

In the weeks that follow, Carol continues to hear strange noises at

night, and her relationship with her daughter grows more strained.

Mary, I'm tired.

I work ten hours a day.

Before we moved, me and my mom were pretty close.

But by the time we started talking about what was actually going on, Mom and I

fought like cats and dogs.

We'd argue and argue day after day.

I was always accusing her of making so much noise and she knew that we had to

get up early.

I don't understand why you can't respect me.

I have plenty of respect for you.

You don't show it at all.

And I come home and you're running around the house and then you're hiding

in your room. You're so distant.

Got it, Mom.

Got it?

Mary, you're not listening to me. Why?

I've heard it all before.

You're hearing noises at night, somebody's making a racket, and as

usual, you blame me.

But why can't you see there's something wrong with this house, Mom?

Mary. There's something else here with us, a ghost or something.

Mary, you're on my last nerve.

I was tired of being accused of doing stuff I didn't do.

They're supposed to be doing the protecting, but they refuse to see.

One night, Mary has a dream in which she wanders through the house and eventually

finds herself in her own bedroom.

Father, we ask your presence.

i'm seeing the attic and i see hooded figures all of them but one are in black

and there's one that's in a red bright red except it's blood no one appears to

notice her but it's as if the house is trying to let her in on a

secret we present this to you we present this to you

Blessed are the unholy.

Blessed are the merciless. Blessed are the unholy.

Blessed are the merciless.

Blessed are the merciless.

Ever since they moved into their Lowell, Arkansas home, the Fox children have

felt the presence of ghosts.

One rumor around town is that the property is haunted by the spirit of an

old man murdered in the house in the 1930s.

But the Foxes are about to find out he's not the only dark entity to walk these

halls.

In the summer of 1983, 17-year-old Mary has a horrifying nightmare that

something awful took place in her attic bedroom.

Father, we ask your presence.

I went to sleep and I'm seeing the attic and I see hooded figures.

Except it's blood.

At first, no one appears to notice Mary's presence.

Blessed are the merciless.

Blessed are the merciless.

And suddenly... And the man in the red...

Most evil eyes I've ever seen in my life

Mary

is horrified.

She believes this is more than just a dream.

It's a message from beyond It was too vivid. It was too real.

I think the guy in the red I think he was showing me a story.

A story that could have an unhappy ending for Mary.

After that I decided I'd never sleep again in my life.

Not long after,

Mary is suddenly overwhelmed with a profound sadness she cannot explain.

I went from normal happy teenager to all of a sudden I felt so sad.

I didn't know why I was so emotional, but I felt like everybody in my family

had just been like killed in an accident and I was a sole survivor.

There's really something going on here.

You know, I'm not imagining the god-awful feelings I would get when I

would be in that house by myself.

And Mary is not the only one who feels the evil in the house.

For weeks, eight-year-old Wesley has been sleeping on a cot in his parents'

bedroom.

Well, there was no way I was going to sleep by myself.

It just wasn't going to happen.

That is one creepy house.

One night, Wesley's father works late.

But in spite of the presence of his mother, Wesley struggles to sleep.

I was trying to sleep. No matter how hard I could, I could not sleep.

And suddenly, there it was.

there's a dark cloaked figure and i could see its face but it was just

really scaly and green it almost reminded me of almost like a lizard type

face i reached over and tried to grab my

mom but she wasn't waking up

then suddenly it was gone

I hurried up through the covers over my head. I didn't care if it was hot or

not.

Wesley eventually tells his mom about what he saw, but she dismisses his

fears.

This figure had like a green scaly face. It was really scary, but nobody's

believed me.

At this point, I was very frustrated and very angry.

So I knew there was only one thing to do. I knew I needed to tell my sister.

The two exchange ghost stories.

You've been seeing them too?

Yeah.

Mary tells Wesley about her nightmare.

And Wesley describes the demon he saw in his womb.

And then Mary, she looks at me, and I could see it in her eyes that just maybe

I have this glimmer of hope that someone's starting to believe me.

Something doesn't want us here.

We have to tell Mom.

She's not going to believe us.

I didn't know what to think. I knew I did not want to live there at this

point. I wanted out.

That boy was terrified.

But despite their mutual encounters...

Mary can't imagine ever moving out of her dream house.

We're living in a haunted house.

That scared me, because I still loved that house.

My biggest fear at that time was that something bad was going to happen to

Wesley.

But Mary's fears are misplaced. She is the one in immediate danger.

The ghosts are not quite finished with her.

Yet.

One morning, Mary discovers she's fallen asleep on the living room couch.

No.

No.

Get up. Get up.

Get up!

it's the fall of 1983 in lowell arkansas for the past few months 17 year old mary

fox and her eight-year-old brother wesley have been haunted by entities

that inhabit the house i was terrified i tried to stay out of the house as much

as possible except it's blood there's really something going on

here there's a very dark energy

One morning, Mary wakes to find out no place in the house is safe.

I thought I was seeing things, or maybe I wasn't quite awake like I thought.

I put my head down to go back to sleep.

Get up! Next thing I know, that man is like right there in front of me, and

he's got that cane.

Get up!

Mary, wake up. Wake up.

Mary, you're dreaming, honey.

Who are you talking to?

I look up at her, and there's an old man standing right beside her.

She doesn't see it.

Were you sleeping here all night?

I wanted to ask her, you know, Mom, do you see that?

But the words wouldn't come.

I'd open my mouth, and nothing would come out. Listen, I'm late for work.

I'll see you later, okay?

Why don't we straighten this up and get some breakfast, okay?

Come on.

You okay, Mary?

What happened to you?

It is dark. Black and purple bruises all across the lower part of my legs.

Nothing? This ain't nothing. How'd you get those bruises?

I don't know.

What do you mean you don't know? I don't know.

For Jesse, this is the last straw.

Finally, everyone in the Fox family is ready to face what's been going on in

the house.

We all sat and took turns telling each other the different things that

happened. Me, my mother, and of course, my sister Mary.

It turns out, for quite some time, their mom, Carol, has been keeping a secret.

She's been sensing things, too.

Jesse, I am not crazy.

I heard voices in the hall.

Angry voices.

I heard the voices.

I knew something was wrong with the house.

I mean, all the times that you guys were trying to tell me something.

It scared the hell out of her.

You could see that in her eyes when she started talking about it. She was just

as scared as we were.

We were extremely scared and didn't know what to do or

how to approach it.

Jesse is the only one who doesn't believe anything paranormal is going on

in the house.

But for the first time, he can see his family is in distress.

I feel like I let you guys down. I've been working so much.

I didn't know it was this bad.

I think my father was finally realizing that maybe we're not crazy after all.

Maybe there really is something going on that is paranormal here.

All right, all right. I think it's time that we talk to someone at the church.

Maybe they can help.

Later that day, Carol and Mary visit their local minister.

He turns out to be more skeptical than supportive.

He said that he didn't believe there was devils or any demons.

It made us feel that he just didn't care.

He had no interest in trying to help us at all.

But he does leave them with one bit of counsel.

Read from the Bible. Read out loud.

Preferably from when Jesus is talking.

That gives you more power.

Again the devil taketh him into an exceeding high mountain. That night,

Jesse decides to take the minister's advice and fight back.

And the glory of him.

Then saith Jesus unto him, Get thee hence, Satan.

For it is written, Thou shalt worship the Lord thy God, and him only shalt

thou serve.

Dad! God! Jesse!

Something stabbed me.

It's like something grabbed a hold and kind of burned his hand.

We were very scared.

Not only did it go across the room, it went into the next room.

And these were big rooms.

We'll figure it out.

We'll figure it out, okay?

Okay? At that moment, I realized that there was a lot of power with this

entity. I knew it was a very strong entity doing these things.

So now, as an eight-year-old boy, I'm fearing for my life.

The family is at their wit's end.

Jesse decides to contact his sister, Mary.

Aunt Mary is a deep believer in the supernatural and thought by many to have

psychic gifts.

My aunt was what we call an empath, where she could feel things a lot more

than what normal people can.

Aunt Mary would tell us that if she walked into a house and if there was

something in that house, she would know.

Aunt Mary was the only person we thought of that maybe could give us some

answers.

Aunt Mary immediately senses there is something wrong with the house.

What's up here?

The attic.

My bedroom.

Show me.

She knew it was bad.

She knew that the attic was evil.

Help me.

We pulled it up, and when we did, there was that pentagram in red.

Do you feel the energy in here? Do you feel it?

Wait. We need to get... We need to get out of here.

It's the fall of 1983.

For the past few months, the Fox family has endured the torments of dark

entities in their Lowell, Arkansas home.

Jesse's sister Mary,

a psychic, comes to their aid.

Help me.

Immediately, she senses the evil in her niece's bedroom when they uncover a

pentagram, a sign of the devil.

I didn't know it was there, and I did not feel its evil.

That scared me, too.

It was terrifying, confusing, because

the attic was my sanctuary.

We need to get out of here.

And Mary.

And Mary.

I saw her gasping for air.

Mom! Dad!

She was being attacked.

Whatever is in that attic did not want her there.

What's going on? What's going on? Is everything okay?

No. What is that?

There's something evil in this house.

It's a pentagram.

She thought it was connected to some type of a coven. She thought it was

devil worshippers.

And she thought that probably it was connected to the dreams and what I had

seen in the dreams.

Aunt Mary believes that satanic rituals in the house conjured the demon, which

may have trapped the spirit of the man who was murdered in the house.

But that's not all. Aunt Mary warns that young Mary is in danger.

And I think it's after Mary.

Me. The demon is now trying to possess her.

Aunt Mary said that she had the impression that if we stayed any longer,

I would be possessed.

That I probably would have killed my parents.

I probably would have killed Wesley.

Maybe I'd just set the house on fire with all of us in it, you know?

Something god-awful was going to happen.

This house has a grip on you, Mary.

She advised us not to spend another night in that house.

Carol and Jesse are convinced.

I'm going to take this stuff to the car, okay? I'll meet you out there. Okay.

But shockingly, Mary is not ready to go.

She is suddenly overcome with an inexplicable calm, as if something is

holding her back.

I was the only one that wasn't scared anymore.

I didn't want to leave.

I don't really know why.

I wasn't worried about Wes.

I wasn't worried about me.

Mary, what are you doing? You need to pack.

We're never going to find another house like this. Mary, this house is

dangerous. We're not staying here another night.

Come on, now.

I begged and I begged and I begged both of my parents.

Please, let's just stay, you know? Please.

Don't move us from here.

Why do we have to give up this house?

Because of a little fear?

Dad, what's wrong with Mary?

Just get in the car, Wes.

She'll be better once we get her out of this place.

Okay, let's go.

I loved that house.

And I don't know if it was like an artificial love, like some thought or

desire that they had put in my head.

It felt like it had been given to us and then ripped out from underneath us, you

know, like a very cruel joke.

I think someone was playing with my head.

It had to have been a demon.

sucking the life out of me.

Maybe my will to live, because honestly, I don't think I really cared if we made

it out alive.

For the next several weeks, unable to rent another home right away, the Foxes

split up, living with nearby relatives.

They would never step foot in the house again.

In 1985, two years after the Foxes fled, it was torn down.

Years later, Mary Fox, her aunt and her grown brother Wesley, now a paranormal

investigator, researched the history of the home.

Several locals spoke of a coven that once met at the house.

There was a lot of rumors that there was devil worship being done on that

property.

Further research confirms that there was a man with a cane who was killed in the

house.

I think the man was haunting the house because of being murdered in the house.

I think that was his domain, his place to torment anyone that he could.

I have never gotten over this experience completely, because there's times when

I'll still dream about it. A lot of people don't believe in it.

If they ever have an experience with it, they will change their mind.

Today, you know, I'm so much into the paranormal, I do ghost tours.

I write books, I do everything, and it's all paranormal, paranormal, paranormal.

So to me, this house has shaped my life.

To be tortured by something that you can't see, but you know it's there.

It's worse when it's over, because then you got time to sit and think of all the

things that could have happened.

In spite of the terror she encountered there,

Mary longs for her house and the attic bedroom.

I still loved that house.

My favorite book's Gone with the Wind, and this was like our terror.

To this day, if I win the lottery, I'm going to build a house just like it.