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I think I found a way to undo the curse.

Like Mr.

Talbot's uncle said.

What you do is you cut your hand,

smear blood onto a penny,

wait until midnight,

and then walk under the underpass beneath Wishingwell Road.

If it's dark enough,

you will hear the bell around her neck as she comes up behind you.

Whatever you do,

do not look back.

Look,

if there's not enough blood,

but you saw her,

even for a second,

she will take your soul.

Well,

it looks like the camera works.

Hi guys,

thanks for tuning in.

And welcome to from Beyond,

uh,

where we do kind of deep dives on the paranormal and the unexplained.

I look at local legends

from around Wales where I live.

So if you're new to the show,

the way it works is

I take viewer submissions each month for each new case,

and then I look into a local legend,

maybe some folklore from the area where they live,

try and solve the case as best I can,

or at least find more of an understanding about it,

and then post my findings online for you to watch.

So last weekend

I was sent a private link

er

by a guy called Alex.

It was like a drive link er with a folder containing

um.

Video files,

and no other explanation was given.

Um.

So obviously I downloaded and watched them.

Mhm

They seem pretty innocent to begin with,

to be honest.

It was just a guy walking round

a bridge,

like an underpass

on some woods,

uh,

presumably close to,

to where he lived.

I didn't really think too much of it,

but then I

I don't know.

Well,

watch it for yourself and,

and see.

There's something

In the video.

I'll just show it to you.

So as with all things these days,

there is.

Metadata

Embedded

into these clips,

and if you run it through,

an analyzer online,

it actually shows you the GPS

then we can see,

Roughly where he was

when

he recorded

these videos.

Uh,

it seems like

this woods was where some of it was in

and then he had gone down

through these fields,

which would make this road here

where the underpasses

and it's called.

Wish him well road.

So I think I've

Definitely taking a wrong turn somewhere.

I'm like up on the mountain.

I lost this guy.

Hey mate,

um,

I think we're a bit lost and we're taking a couple of wrong turns.

You couldn't tell me where wishing well Road is,

could you?

I'd fucking ass.

You are.

Oh,

wishing well road.

Yeah,

yeah,

man.

See what you got to do.

Right.

Take this car,

right,

turn around,

go back down,

down past the farm,

and the farm we drove up past,

down past the farm.

OK.

Head back out onto the main road

and then head back down towards whichever fucking city you come from.

And

shove that fucking camera

up your fucking cunt.

Alright,

thanks mate,

cheers.

Alright,

fucking hell.

All right,

see you later,

thank you.

Fucking hell,

man.

Oh,

you don't live around here,

do you mate?

Yeah,

I do.

Oh,

couldn't tell me a bit about the place,

could you?

It's gone downhill in recent years,

that's for sure.

Kids are drinking,

they leave the cans there.

They're drawing the pentagrams and

the symbols everywhere.

It's,

it's,

well,

as I say,

the place has gone downhill.

It used to be a really nice area.

So this

is the underpath at Wingware Road.

So I've brought this audio recorder with me.

I'm gonna take some recording,

see if I can

er capture anything

while we're here.

Audio recording one

of the Road.

So everybody here that would like to communicate with me?

Beryl started.

You

come down here as a kid.

Top local witch.

Marcus gonna get you.

Don't look a witch.

Margaret's gonna get you.

Hi.

er

yeah,

so thanks so much for

er answering the ad.

um,

so I just wondered if you knew anything about

Wishing Well Road and specifically if you know anything about

any kind of like folklore or legend from the area

about somebody called Margaret.

Not long after the first settlers established Roger Stone,

a woman named Margaret Burkett

was accused of being

cunning folk.

A witch

Taken from her home and beaten half to death.

A bell was hung around Margaret's neck.

And as that bell rang out through the village.

Her former friends came out of their homes,

pelted her with rocks,

breaking her bones and disfiguring her.

As the rain poured,

they led her broken body into the woods,

tied it to a tree,

and left Margaret to rot.

But not before she cursed every villager and their descendants to suffer as she had.

That tree still stands there today.

And they say that on windy days when it's really quiet,

You can hear Margaret's voice through the creaking branches screaming for mercy.

Ever since then,

the locals throw pennies out of their cars as they pass through.

To pay the toll

And to keep the witch of the Wishing Well Road at bay.

Oh,

nice bit of ek,

got a fucking lovely nice bit of egg here.

Bit of ek,

do you want some egg?

Ah nice.

So it's just a bit bleak.

Well,

happy birthday.

But I started from saying happy birthday.

Is that you,

Margaret?

So where we off today,

Eddie.

In these spooky woods.

You gonna spooky what?

Yeah.

It's weird when you feels like.

Feels like,

yeah.

Being watched all the time,

even if.

You kind of know

You're just being paranoid.

It does feel like.

So.

Watching through the trees.

Hi,

can I just ask you a few questions.

Do you,

do you live around here?

Hi,

can I just ask you a couple of questions,

quick?

Um,

yeah, sure.

Um,

do you live around here?

Yeah,

I do.

I live in the area,

but I'm not from here.

So I'm making a documentary about this area and specifically this road,

Wishing Well Road.

Uh,

do you know anything about this or any of the kind of folklore or history of the place?

Um,

I know that people like to throw pennies off the bridge,

and I think it's just super dangerous and

like

the council needs to do something about it.

Apparently it's something to do with like,

uh,

a witch that used to live around here,

a village that used to be here and.

Yeah,

I haven't heard anything about that?

No,

no,

that sounds like bullshit to me,

no.

Excuse me,

you don't know anything about this area by any chance,

do you?

Yeah,

I don't know a guy called Alex Richards,

do you?

Well,

yeah,

he's a weird little fucking freak.

Fucking sliced my sister's face up in school.

I'm glad the fucking little shit is missing.

That's

right.

Hi,

sorry to bother you,

can I just ask you a couple of questions real quick,

is that right?

Do you live around here?

Yeah just down the road.

You don't know anything about er the Witch of Wishing Well Road by any chance,

do you?

Yeah,

that old wives tale.

Yeah,

it's not true.

If you wait till midnight

in this exact spot,

if you listen very carefully,

you can hear bells.

And you can't look her in the eyes

cos if you do.

OK,

thanks.

I know

That should put me off,

it should make me think,

OK,

I'll walk away,

I'll just,

you know,

I'll just stop,

I'll just,

I'll just do something else,

but.

The more time I spend thinking about Alex and what happened to him.

The more I feel kind of a connection with him as a person.

So this

is my first ever camera.

Uh,

that I used to animate

all my toys on

when I was like 12,

at least with a night vision camera.

I'll know if there's anything around me for definite.

I just hate the thought of going down there.

At night

into those woods again

and not knowing if there's something around me

because I can't see it.

Uh,

I'm eating something and it's delicious.

What's that?

people,

I'm Indonesian.

Looking around.

Fucking city boys.

I fucking told him though.

I told him to shove that camera up his fucking arse.

Come you

you fucking dick.

there's no way around here framing this

fucking camera.

Talking fucking fucking.

Looks like he's caught.

For now.

This is investigation one

of the woods by Wishing Well Road.

Is there anybody here that would like to communicate with me?

I'm calling out to Margaret Burkett.

Is there anything you'd like to share with us,

Margaret?

Or if you're still here

In these woods

Please give us a sign.

Can use the energy from me.

And

from the phone

to communicate.

He was still trapped in his woods.

So

Evil.

Who's getting evil?

True.

Wow.

That's actually the sound of the train.

Rustle

You're here with me,

Margaret.

You let me know that you're here listening.

See you right now.

You don't mean you any harm by being here.

We just want to help tell the story.

Are these the woods that left you.

What happened to you?

Nope.

Absolutely not.

She keeps calling out to me in my mom's voice.

She can even make herself look like her now,

not for long.

You can tell,

but.

It's the closest I'll get to talking to her again,

even if I know it's not her.

I don't even think it's Margaret anymore.

Someone else

A bit older.

You know

OK,

so.

My first time in uh.

The wordsone by Wishing well Road at night,

and it's

Pretty freaky.

I gotta say it.

Yeah,

it's pretty scary down here,

really quiet.

You hear the hum.

Of the traffic

of the underpass,

but uh,

It's so dark in here.

So not only there are a lot of local legends around this place,

but

I think it's quite a few kids.

Can't be around here,

cos I've heard some people fucking about over there.

So I'm just gonna walk.

So I'm just gonna walker.

Back to camp now.

Definitely is a bell.

That definitely is a bell.

OK.

closer.

Yeah,

that's enough for one night I think.

That was rough.

Slept about.

3 hours in the end,

I'd say.

I swear I heard whispers,

like I literally heard

people whispering when I was walking around with the doors.

I know I didn't see anything,

but.

I definitely felt like there was someone there.

I'm calling out to Margaret Burkett.

Is there anything you'd like to share with us,

Margaret?

Or if you're still here.

There's a peak in the audio after that,

after that word.

Between my

between my words.

Is there anything you'd like to share with us,

Margaret?

Is there anything you'd like to share with us,

Margaret?

Does that sound like mine?

I slept

so bad.

After being done there.

She's cut down nightmares.

Like,

by those words,

and they freak me out,

man,

just being down at night it's like.

It's freaky.

Loving the said

Chaps.

So if you missed the last episode.

The legend is that back in the day.

There was a witch

A woman was accused of witchcraft in the village

right on this land actually where I am now.

And you can see the woods

here.

So after she was accused of witchcraft,

she was taken into the forest.

Beaten,

tied to a tree,

and left to die.

When they went back to find her body,

it was gone.

She disappeared.

And since then,

the locals

think the witches cursed the town

and every 7 years she comes back to claim the victim.

7 being the number of lashes she was given in the public square

before she was dragged from the village

and taken

into these woods.

To die

The most recent report,

uh,

was in the 80s.

2 kids went into,

went to,

uh,

Bushingwell Road to play

and play under the bridge

and the little girl they apparently saw.

Uh,

like a white mist come down from the one end of the bridge.

Uh,

they followed it.

into these woods.

Um,

and afterwards,

the boy said it seemed like his sister's in a trance.

Um,

to the kids,

they said it was.

Half an hour.

They were actually missing for 3 days.

Um,

no one knows

what happened to them in that time.

They have no recollection of.

Of who they were with.

The little girl

did speak about it when she first came out of the forest though and said

she should a lady talking to her

inside her head.

Come on up.

Come on,

it's OK.

There's nothing new.

There's nothing.

Come on,

it's,

it's OK.

Come on man.

Good go.

It's OK.

Good care.

Do you hear that?

Hello.

Is it?

What did you say?

Hello?

Are you cold out here,

and now you're dressed like a cow.

Spooky,

spooky reflection,

spooky,

spooky reflection.

One more.

I got the test results

from the doctors.

He said I got

old fractures that haven't healed.

I've never broken a bone,

not in my life.

They said there's been this like

huge impact on my legs.

As if I was like in a car crash or something.

And

my wrists are fucking killing me.

I'm covered in bruises.

Every injury I have.

It's exactly the same.

It's what the villagers did to.

I can see you now.

right

Well,

yeah,

he's a weird little fucking freak.

Something that tall guy said about Alex being missing made me think,

OK.

Missing people don't send emails.

So I replied to the email

that he sent me,

uh,

where,

where he sent me the drive link.

Um,

and actually,

it was his dad

that had messaged me,

not Alex,

and he said he lives

uh on call,

which is a small island

off the coast of Scotland,

but he's also agreed.

That if I go to Carl,

um,

he will speak to me,

uh,

and explain why he sent me those videos in the first place,

uh,

and what's going on

with his son.

So,

um,

I need to

book a flight

and then a car to get me

to the coast and then

a ferry to get me,

uh,

to the island where his dad lives.

Hi.

I,

um,

my name's Chris.

We

spoke to

Chris.

Thanks for letting us come over and

speak to you about,

uh,

what happened to Alex.

Do you want to come in?

In your own words then,

Mr.

Richards,

do you want to tell us what you think happened to your son?

Bill's fine.

Ah

well,

if I knew that,

I wouldn't have contacted you.

I could have put all this behind me.

I mean,

I didn't even know he was missing

till

we didn't ring on a Sunday.

In the evening um.

Always used to ring about 7.

Just for a chat,

like,

you know.

And I couldn't get a hold of him for the next few days,

so

I panicked,

flew down to Wales.

We looked

everywhere for him,

me and his,

his girlfriend,

Jenna.

The uni halls said they'd kicked him out the week before,

which was news to me.

So Alex was failing uni.

Um,

Jenna said,

You couldn't focus,

kept

Kept going on about

something he'd seen in the woods.

I don't know.

He said he was having this dream.

This woman

was getting closer to him.

And then.

Every night

getting closer and closer.

What did you make of that?

I mean,

I'm not superstitious,

you know.

I've heard

all the rumors and the tales from around,

I mean,

Alex spent most of his childhood there,

you know,

when I met his mother,

we moved

down there because that's where she was from.

I.

She passed though.

He was so bright,

that lad.

Was

Alex is still missing

by though.

I mean,

you,

you're still looking for him.

Alex is dead,

son.

He didn't email you.

He wasn't hunting fucking witches.

He died 7 years ago.

Don't watch this.

Unless you're willing to take it all away.

There's some things you can't unsee.

Thanks.

Nice.

Meet you.

Hi,

missus.

What are you up to?

How are you doing?

Hey,

how are you doing?

How are you doing?

Didn't know I was here,

did you?

What's what chicken doing?

What the fuck?

Oh,

OK,

it's bleeding quite bad.

Worst part is,

I,

I know now.

I know

she's coming for me.

And the nightmares are getting worse,

and the stories we heard as kids.

They're true.

I wish I'd never seen her.

She's

Not human.

Not anymore.

Every time I see her,

She's closer to me.

No,

it just feels

inevitable at this point.

But I do think I found something.

When we were kids

The main story we used to tell was about 2 kids being taken by the witch.

I actually looked into it

and it turns out a pair of kids did go missing in the 80s.

When they found them,

they said the girl was clutching a penny.

When they eventually pried it from her palm,

she had a deep cut.

And she wouldn't explain how she got it.

But these two children survived when countless others have been taken.

Their limbs smashed,

bent out of all recognition,

just like Margaret was when the villagers left her to die.

I,

I keep hearing her voice,

but.

I can't speak back to her.

If it is a ghost that haunts these woods.

I need to know why she can't leave.

And what she wants from me.

This tree behind me is where Margaret

was said to have been tied up that winter

after she was led from the village.

As the village inquisitors lashed Margaret's broken body to this tree,

her limbs were completely crippled.

She couldn't walk,

she could barely move.

Yet when curious children from the village

returned to the spot the next day

for a grim look at Margaret's corpse,

they found no such thing.

She was missing,

gone from the woods,

gone from the village

that used to stand where Wishing Well Road

is now.

Margaret,

I know what happened to you

in these woods.

I know that this is the tree

that you were left at.

Is there anything you'd like to say

to the people that did this to you?

Margaret,

I'm going to take some pictures.

If you can,

try and use my energy to manifest yourself

and show us.

That's who you were.

On these photographs

This is a new camera

that I got for Christmas.

It worked last week.

I took it to a barbecue and it works totally fine.

Every

One of these

It's blank.

It's like there was,

it's like there was no image there.

Just this mist.

She wants you to feel her pain.

What they put her through.

There's no way out.

No way to stop it.

Once you see her

She sees you.

And she won't stop.

Till,

you're trapped under there with her.

And a wishing well r.

I feel so.

Out of my death.

Death is a funny thing,

but nobody's ever laughing.

Oh.

Uh,

uh,

yes,

it's just,

uh,

yeah,

look,

it's nothing dodgy.

I do a YouTube channel.

I do a podcast.

That's the only reason I was taking pictures of it.

But what were you taking pictures of?

I,

I was,

I was taking pictures of the tree because there's like a local legend.

Yeah,

yeah,

yeah.

I know whose tree it is.

I live up by there.

I'm fed up with pillows coming in down here,

messing about.

You don't know what you're messing with.

Do not come down here after dark.

This is the tree,

is it?

This is a tree

Where are you living,

this?

Let's have a look there.

If you're done with that.

Come on,

let's see you.

Yeah.

Don't be hiding over there,

come on,

let's have a look here.

So I'm a fucking.

Not really now.

I'll,

I'll wait for you,

if you're down here.

I got,

I got all night.

We have things with tape.

You have to show people.

So they know she's real.

You know.

They know I'm not fucking crazy.

I don't stop there

If

you're gonna kill me.

So I'm gonna get it on film.

Even if something bad happens to me,

I can prove she's fucking real.

What do you want?

Oh

Hi Ed,

you're Jonna?

Yeah.

Do you mind if I get in?

So this is uh take one of

the interview with Jenna Michaels.

Uh,

so if you don't mind,

Jenny,

could you?

Tell us what happened to Alex.

Uh,

yeah,

uh,

so

all the weirdness

started after he took me

camping down

by the wishing well Road.

Um,

he was trying to scare me when we were down there talking about this

witch and how she was wrongfully killed back in

God knows when,

and the villagers all smashed her head in with rocks and she was hung by some big tree.

I was pretty freaked out.

So

we left.

But on the way out,

Alex stopped in the path

and he was staring through the trees

and I couldn't see anything,

but he was there for like

A minute or two

And it was like he couldn't hear me when I was shouting for him.

He was just

He was just standing there between the trees,

staring out into the darkness.

Were you experiencing anything paranormal at the same time?

No,

no,

nothing for me.

But for him,

once that happened,

he was kind of like in his own goldfish bowl,

and I was just,

he thought he was losing his mind.

I

I didn't know.

I,

I don't know what to think.

What happened on the night that he went missing?

He didn't tell me much.

Kept quiet

I just saw him.

Consistently withdraw

more and more as days went on.

He was staying up all hours.

By the time he went missing,

we,

we were,

we were barely together.

It had

driven that much of a wedge between us.

It wouldn't make

Time for anyone.

Except to

Obsessing

over what happened to her that day.

Saying that he knew how to free her,

then.

And he was gone,

he just disappeared.

I you

I remember walking in.

You know,

bands together with us every night.

sleep here.

Go,

go.

Oh

What like that Planet Earth show,

not exactly,

uh,

we're more

getting out here and,

uh.

Oh,

is that a gaff.

Hi mate.

It's uh Chris.

It is we,

we spoke before on a Zoom call,

but uh,

wish him well road.

Yeah,

yeah,

good,

um.

Listen,

I,

I've been looking into it more and I think,

um.

What,

uh,

that guy was looking for,

Alex,

I think what he's talking about is the same thing that you were talking about.

Maybe even thus.

What caused him to go missing,

um.

No,

I know.

Yeah,

I know it doesn't make sense.

Um,

could I send you some,

uh,

audio recordings,

uh,

that,

that I've got of him,

please,

just to see what you make of him and,

and see if he.

If they make any sense.

Oh

Oh.

What

Yeah,

yeah,

I got to go.

Try to take a break for a bit and uh

just leave it alone.

But I couldn't just.

It's just a nightmares.

They just keep getting worse.

Um,

I know what Alex saw,

uh.

was real

and um

What really scares me is that what happened to him.

is now

happening to me.

I'm lighting this candle for Alex Richards.

I hope to be making these videos is

Helped you find peace,

Alex.

Wherever you are.

I'm lighting this candle for Margaret Burkett.

I know they wronged you.

And I know you can't move on.

But I also know.

Think you're keeping Alex there,

Margaret?

So tell us,

What do you want?

So you can use my energy to write through me.

I asked one of my teachers about the kids's disappearance,

Mrs.

Talbot.

He said his autistic uncle was from that area,

uh,

he got dementia and went out of his mind.

Couldn't really remember his own name.

The only thing he could remember

was this song he'd learned as a kid.

And he would stem verbally,

repeating the words.

Bleed a penny,

cross your palm.

Close your eyes.

Do no harm.

Ring the bell

12's a charm

Or she'll take your soul.

In

this house there's something.

There's something,

there's someone

watching me.

The

I have

I'm gonna put a camera anytime,

I'm gonna catch it

on film.

It's why she's watching me.

She's here.

Now I can feel her

watch me

as I sleep.

I don't remember recalling any of it.

I'm gonna have to keep the

night vision running.

Maybe tomorrow I'll go back down to the woods then.

Check the,

check the trail of karma left down there.

Get too much.

I don't think I can do this for my own.

What do you want?

I think I found a way to undo the curse,

like Mr.

Talbot's uncle said.

What you do is you cut your hand,

smear blood onto a penny,

wait until midnight,

and then walk under the underpass beneath Wishing Well Road.

If it's dark enough,

you will hear the bell around her neck as she comes up behind you.

Whatever you do,

do not look back.

If there's not enough blood on the penny,

or you saw her,

even for a second,

she will take your soul.

It's Halloween today.

And I couldn't feel worse,

I'm more fucking down.

I was supposed to go out,

I bought everything

to go out to this party that I was supposed to be going to,

you know.

I've got a costume and everything,

but no matter what I do,

uh,

I just can't stop thinking about,

uh,

today being the day that Alex disappeared.

So hopefully the rain will let up in a bit and

I'm gonna go down and tonight I'm gonna do it,

I'm gonna do it.

I'm gonna do the ritual.

I gotta go now,

chops,

OK?

Good girl.

I got to go out.

I won't be long,

right?

I'll be back later.

And

I'll get somebody to come around and give you tea,

OK?

And I'll see you tonight.

Look after the house,

OK?

See you later.

Good girl.

I'll see you later,

OK?

Be good

Love your chops.

So I went back through the footage that Belle gave me.

From Alex's computer.

When I went to copy it,

there was.

One extra file.

Embedded

in with that audio recording,

but hidden.

I really wish.

I hadn't found it.

Um,

Because it's made coming

down here uh even more

difficult uh

today.

I just hope that Belle never saw him.

I

feel like

I know what I need to do now.

She chose me.

Just like she chose you.

To watch this video.

There's there's something we

Yeah.

Yeah,

the trees.

Oh

Oh

Oh man,

I'm not into the rock.

OK,

this is Chris,

can't come to the phone right now and I fucking hate talking on the phone anyway,

so

just text me or email me or

better yet,

don't call me back.

Chris.

I've just listened to the audio you sent.

Do not do the ritual.

It's not a way to end the haunting.

Stay away from wishing well Road.