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I'm getting violence.

It could harm the living, physically.

I feel like this house killed my husband.

This female feels suicidal.

He was the love of my life.

I blame myself for him.

I could feel a rope around my neck.

It felt like something went through me.

I don't want anything to happen to my daughter.

"This can't be happening. No way."

This is not a good situation.

My name is Amy Allan.

There's death here.

Don't want to go down there.

I see dead people.

They hide in the walls and they watch.

I speak to dead people.

She's definitely a serial killer.

And they speak to me.

She's going to torture them.

But there's only one way to know if my findings are real.

They were all murdered.

I rely on my partner.

I'm Steve Di Schiavi.

I'm a retired New York City homicide detective.

So, is this the only time you've been physically attacked?

And I know every person, every house has secrets.

There's no question in my mind

that he was talking about Satan.

It's my job to reveal them.

Who do you think possessed you?

But Steve and I never speak...

We never communicate during an investigation.

...until the very end...

Well, you're not gonna want to see this.

...when we uncover if it's safe for you to stay...

Hell no!

...or time to get out.

Everyone is in jeopardy.

I'm back in Waxahachie, Texas.

It's a small town about a half-hour south of Dallas.

I got a call from a woman named Kim.

She sounds real broken up,

says whatever's in the house killed her husband.

Now, her daughter is about to move back in,

and she's terrified it's gonna go after her, too.

She's desperate for help and says we are her very last hope.

Before Amy arrives,

I clear the area of any leading information.

This home is filled with family photographs,

so it's important that I cover or remove them all.

When I'm done, the location will be ready for tonight's walk.

Boy.

Somebody doesn't want me over there.

Literally, I'm feeling like

I'm having to push through energy to get there.

I'm feeling like I'm being pushed away.

This is not a good situation.

I'm getting violence, violence.

Well, Kim, I got to tell you,

this is an absolutely beautiful home.

It sounds like you're going through a tough time here.

Why were you so desperate for us to come?

As crazy as it sounds,

I feel like this house killed my husband.

What did he pass from?

He died of a malignant brain tumor

that was inoperable.

He eventually became bedridden,

and he passed away in the house.

And how old was he when he passed?

45 years old.

Why do you think the house had anything to do with his tumor?

He was a perfectly healthy man,

strong as an ox.

And then you just...

you die.

It's not fair.

No, it's not.

This is a picture of my husband, Angel.

Had he been diagnosed already?

No, that was within the year before he was diagnosed.

Okay.

When did you guys start having experiences?

From the very first moment we stepped foot in the house.

While your husband was alive, did you guys do anything

to try to figure out what was going on here?

We actually had a team come and do a blessing.

When you say "a team," what do you mean?

Like a paranormal... A paranormal team.

Okay, so how did that go?

The atmosphere felt lighter,

but it didn't last long.

Now, Kim, do you know any history about the house?

I know that it was built in 1915,

and that one of the original owners,

T.W. Burleson... Okay.

...was actually struck by an automobile across the street,

and he was killed.

Why did you want this house so bad?

I saw the house and fell in love with it.

Angel said that my dream would be his

and he would learn to love it.

But it wasn't something that he was crazy about.

And he says, "If it's your dream,

it will become mine."

I feel like I'm responsible for his death

because if I hadn't have been insistent

about moving into this house,

maybe he would still be alive.

He was the love of my life.

I don't want you to feel guilty.

Here, hang on.

Take this.

I do.

If it was just his time, because things happen,

I can totally accept that.

But if there was something attached to him,

in this house... Yeah.

...that hurt him...

...I can't help but blame myself.

And now you have your daughter moving back in, right?

I can't risk her coming back home

and something happening to her.

I'd never forgive myself, because I don't --

I blame myself for him.

I can't have anything happen to my daughter.

Okay.

I need whatever it is, if there's something here,

to be gone.

I think a living woman here is suffering from depression.

I got a great loss.

Something happened to somebody that they know,

and now this female feels suicidal.

Somebody died in this area.

I'm not exactly sure where.

I'm hearing, "Man, this is wrong.

This is so wrong. No way, no way.

This is wrong."

Like, this can't be happening, no way.

You spend a lot of time up here?

Yes. It was Angel's room.

Occasionally, I come up here to remember him

and feel close to him.

In fact, those are his ashes.

- Right there? - Yes.

Okay, so what's going on up here?

We've heard disembodied voices.

Okay, what kind?

The sound of a little girl,

and we've heard a woman screaming.

Now, the scream -- what did it sound like?

It sounded like a woman was being hurt.

We even called the police and had them come out.

They showed up, searched the grounds,

and found no evidence of a woman.

Anything else?

Yes, I've been pushed down the stairs.

Okay, tell me what happened.

I was actually walking down the stairs

and felt two hands on my back and shoved me,

and I went tumbling down to the end.

How bad did you get hurt?

I was bruised and battered,

but not seriously hurt.

I mean, you're very lucky. You could've broke your neck.

I saw a crazy old man,

like late 60s, early 70s.

He acts like an animal

with him crawling on the ceiling,

crawling on the walls.

Well, he jumped down, and he was, like, kind of like

doing an all-fours kind of thing.

And he then went back up on the ceiling,

and then he was grabbing my hair.

So, I felt like that's something

the living here might experience,

is having their hair pulled or tugged.

I'm hearing children up here.

Little, little kids.

Somebody's screaming.

Piercing scream, female.

Okay, is this where Angel passed?

Yes.

Do you still sleep here?

Yes.

What about experiences that you've had?

Several times, I've actually seen a shadow figure.

Describe it for me.

It's a tall, slim shadow figure.

So, how are you so sure it's not an actual person?

Because when it's a person, there are distinct features,

and this was just total blackness.

Anything else?

I was actually scratched on my hand.

We were actually having a discussion,

and I looked down, and there were three scratches on my hand.

And it actually felt like my hand was on fire.

Okay, now, what about Angel?

Did he have experiences in here?

Yes, oftentimes he would wake up

with bruises and bite marks.

Here's a photo.

Geez.

Now, could this bruising have come from the medication he was on?

No, because that happened well before he was diagnosed.

All right, did anything else happen with Angel?

Yes, one night I awakened to him standing over me,

and he looked or appeared as if he was possessed.

Okay, so what makes you say that?

It wasn't my husband.

One of the things I called him was "Papi"...

Okay. ...and he loved that.

This person looked at me and said, essentially,

"If you call me 'Papi' one more time,

I'll smack the hell out of you."

The next morning, he remembered absolutely nothing.

Yeah, but was he drinking that night?

No.

Did he take any drugs or anything?

No.

Do you think he's here?

I do.

You do.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I know. I know.

This room has issues.

There are a lot of dead in here,

and they're walking through that mirror.

I think some go in the mirror, and I think some go out.

So would the living in this room

be in any kind of danger from all this traffic?

Yes. This place is extremely active.

I feel really bad.

You haven't lived here in a while,

but when you were here, did you have experiences?

Yes, I did.

Okay, let's talk about them.

One night, while I was in bed,

I felt something bad.

In what way?

Whatever it was, it wasn't friendly,

and I felt that it wanted to hurt me.

It was terrifying.

You sure you weren't dreaming this?

Yes.

It was one of the worst experiences

I've ever had in this house.

So, you said it was one of the worst experiences.

What was the worst?

I was standing in front of the toilet,

and something pushed me over the counter.

When you got pushed, did it feel like

a human being was pushing you?

No, it felt like something went through me.

Did you get hurt at all?

No, I managed to catch myself.

You're lucky because

that could have been really serious.

Something happened here, man.

I'm seeing a male with a shotgun on his hip.

He's kind of dressed like a farmer.

He's in here with this thing.

It's a black mass.

This black mass and this farmer have the capability

of interacting with its surroundings.

That could mean that it could harm the living, physically.

Do you know what they want?

I'm hearing the farmer say, "I want my house back."

So, Vernon, I understand you're Kim's brother?

Yes, sir.

What's it like when you come here?

I'm scared. I won't even go to the restroom by myself.

Me and my wife go together.

So, I'm assuming you've had experiences, then?

Yeah, with the swing on the front porch.

I come outside, it was just swinging.

The trees won't be swaying or nothing.

It be swinging like somebody's sitting in it.

And you didn't see no kids going by, maybe jerking around with it?

Okay, anything else?

Yeah, I saw a man, a dog, and a tree

just disappear.

Okay, that's a new one on me.

Tell me what happened.

About 2:00 in the morning,

and I looked out the window,

and I saw it.

I looked again, and it was gone, just like that.

That's pretty interesting stuff you've experienced here. Yeah.

So, are you worried about your sister

being in this house all alone?

I mean, this house is huge.

Yes, sir.

Would you stay in this house alone,

or you and your wife together stay here alone?

I ain't gonna be able to do it.

Okay.

For real, I ain't gonna be able to do it.

There's a lot of residual energy here.

It's kind of overwhelming.

How would the living be affected by all this?

I think that they would see things on occasion.

I think they would hear a lot of things.

It's making me sick.

Okay, so, Tony, Sarah, I understand that you guys

are part of the paranormal team

that came in to investigate the house.

Kim called you guys, right?

- We are. - That's right.

All right, so, Tony, you used this equipment on your investigation?

Okay, now tell me about what you got in there.

This right here would be a digital recorder,

which would record EVPs,

or, you know, electronic voice phenomena.

Okay.

This would be a Mel Meter,

and this right here actually detects ambient temperature,

as well as electromagnetic fields.

A ghost box is a tool used.

It gives spirits a way to communicate --

a white noise, if you will.

After your investigation,

in your professional opinion,

what did you find that was here?

You felt like something was watching you all the time,

like the air might bite you.

Kim believes that whatever's in this house

is what made Angel sick and eventually pass away.

Do you agree with that?

- I do. - Yes.

We're pretty certain that that's what happened to Angel.

At some point, spiritualism was practiced here.

Like 1901 to 1920s?

Possibly, these people did something bad,

accidentally, you know?

I'm seeing paranormal investigators doing EVPs, maybe?

And he's taking pictures and video.

The female is saying, "Don't go into the darkness."

I'm seeing a paranormal investigator here,

and then, downstairs,

seeing these spiritualists practiced here.

To me, that's scary

because you don't know what they're doing,

so they could be agitating dead people.

And if you agitate them,

they could be hurting living people.

Kim said a previous homeowner died

after getting hit by a car in front of the house,

so I called my old friend, historian Sylvia Smith,

and she says it's true.

But she says this guy also led a colorful life

I'm definitely going to want to know about.

Well, Sylvia, it's good to see you again.

Before we get to the accident, you said on the phone

that this guy had an interesting life.

What can you tell me about him?

The gentleman you're speaking of is T.W. Burleson.

He was a farmer, and he came here in 1902

and bought this property that you're investigating.

Was he married at this point?

Yes, he was.

He was married to a lady named May Ward.

Soon after they came, he turned his property into a honey business.

Okay.

And I have this photo here of the backyard

just filled with bee hives.

So, now, did they live on the property with the bees?

I'm not sure where they lived up until 1915,

when they built the house that's on the property today.

So, business had to be good

because that house is big.

They did very well until 1925,

when the factory that was on the property burned.

Okay, so how much damage we talking about?

Well, they had $30,000 worth of damage.

And, in today's market,

it would probably be $400,000.

They shut down for like three months while they rebuilt.

Okay.

I'm seeing the farmer guy again, and I think he owned this land.

But I hear a, "Don't go in the barn,"

and I'm getting a fire.

I feel like there's a couple of structures

that aren't here anymore that belonged to him,

and he's, like, just pacing over here.

I'm getting panicked and, like, completely freaked out.

He's in a rage.

Somebody pissed him off... bad.

Do you have any idea why?

Bad dealings, business,

money lost.

He's got nothing else to lose.

Okay, so let's get to the accident.

I know Burleson was hit by a car

in front of my client's property.

Yes, the accident was in 1944,

and he was severely injured.

In fact, he remained in the hospital for two weeks

before he passed away.

He had a fractured skull,

and he died from swelling of the brain.

Here's his death certificate,

right here, that states that.

He was only 67 years old when he passed away.

So he was a young man still.

Well, I know what you meant now

when you said that he had an interesting life.

I mean, he started out with nothing, worked his way...

All the way to the top, you might say.

Right, and then he tragically gets hit by a car...

That's true. ...and dies.

I think something bad happened to this farmer guy.

I hear 1940s,

and I feel my neck break.

He's trying to make me sick.

Because his energy is so bad,

I don't think the living would enjoy

a large portion, even, of the land.

Their heart would start hurting.

They would feel extremely nauseous, shaky,

nervous, scared.

I just, like, totally want to cry here.

So far, I've got a grieving widow

who believes her house killed her husband

on a property where a previous owner died

in a tragic car accident.

But I want to see if there's anything else.

Searching through old records,

I come across a teenager named Kenneth Doty

who worked in the bee factory.

Turns out he hung himself in 1968,

right on Kim's property.

So I called a bunch of Kimberly's neighbors.

Most of them didn't know anything about the hanging.

But then I found one old guy,

and it turns out he worked side by side with Kenny.

Not only that, he remembers the day he died.

Now, I understand this kid Doty

actually worked on the property.

Is that correct? Yes.

Did you get to know him at all?

Yeah, just through working with him.

What was he like?

Well, he was a good kid.

You know, he was a hard worker.

He played football, number 63.

He didn't talk a whole lot.

You asked him to do something, he did it,

and he did a good job.

And he was how old at the time?

I think 18.

Now, Sonny, I know this happened on October 19th in 1968.

What happened that day?

I guess he just got depressed

and hung himself.

Now, where did he do that?

Right here.

He took a piece of strapping,

similar to this stuff.

Let me see that. Okay.

So it looks like, almost like a rope.

He ties it on the ladder,

climbs up the ladder,

puts it around his neck,

and jumps over that rafter.

And he was hanging about where I'm standing.

Now, who found him?

My wife.

- Your wife did? - Yes.

I come in later that evening

and find out about it.

There wasn't anything left

but that piece of rope tied to the ladder.

So, now, were they pretty sure

it was officially a suicide?

That's what his death certificate says...

Let me see.

...and I don't have any reason to believe it would be anything else.

Any indication why the hell he might have did this?

He had broken up with his girlfriend,

and he was depressed.

18 years old, he had his whole life in front of him,

and, you know, he threw it all away for a girl.

Yeah.

I just got a young male,

not that long ago -- '40s, '50s --

I would say between the age of 15 and 20.

I was in his body,

and I could feel a rope around my neck.

Somebody had the other side of the rope,

so it's looped over something,

and they're tugging on that rope,

so I kept going up and down by my neck.

I don't know specifically how many people there were,

but I heard them laughing,

so I know a man was doing the tugging on me.

Eventually, it did break the neck.

He's reliving, over and over again,

what happened to him.

It's really bad!

Another thing got my attention in research --

during the Civil War, there was a deadly explosion

at a gunpowder mill right near Kim's house.

I'm heading over to meet a local professor

who says it was a massive blast that rocked the entire area.

Robin, I appreciate you meeting with me.

Thank you.

Okay, this explosion that happened,

before we even get to that, I'm curious --

what was Waxahachie like during the Civil War?

Waxahachie and pretty much all of the small towns in Texas --

there were a number of people

who were opposed to secession

and a number of people who wanted secession to happen,

and Waxahachie was the same way.

So there was a lot of tension.

This was a period of time

that was called the "Texas Troubles."

Okay, so what happened with the explosion?

On April 29th, 1863,

a gunpowder mill exploded less than a mile away

from the property you're investigating.

It's less than a mile from my client's property.

I got to assume they must have heard it and felt it.

Most definitely.

I would describe it as "seismic,"

meaning that it probably shook the walls and so forth.

Now, how much gunpowder do we think exploded?

There was about 800 pounds that exploded.

Wow. Okay, so what about casualties?

There were two men who perished in the explosion.

Okay, so now we have two dead?

Yes.

So, was there an investigation or any arrests done?

There were no arrests then, no.

Okay. All right, so what's the theories on what happened?

Well, there were a number of people

that thought it was sabotage.

David Natz, who survived the explosion,

he mentioned that there was a possible Northern sympathizer

or a stranger that was lurking around the mill

before the explosion.

But they never found this guy?

No. No, they never found this guy.

He magically disappeared.

So, Robin, what do you think happened?

David Natz, he was in charge of the mill

at the explosion, at the time,

and he was just a 20-year-old kid --

inexperienced and kind of green.

It was most likely an accident,

is what I believe. Right.

Well, it's a tragic story,

but pretty lucky that only two people died in this explosion.

I agree.

I'm getting a sharp pain here.

This is a male.

I'm hearing military.

He's white, crew cut.

I think he's in his 20s.

I'm seeing people drinking, having a good time,

and then I see the room turns like

this weird, pinkish-orange color,

and I hear people yelling and screaming.

There's maybe, in this room, four or five people,

and literally everything goes dark,

and all you see is this weird color.

I heard the word "fire."

Any idea when this was?

It's old.

They're showing me bodies laid out.

I'm hearing someone say, "It came to a bad end."

During my walk, I saw several disturbing things,

but the angry farmer concerned me the most.

I'd probably put him in his late 60s.

He was wearing a hat,

and he had massive, like, dark circles

and deep sun lines.

Amy, is this who you saw?

Yes, that's who I saw.

Now that Amy and I have completed our investigations,

we're ready to reveal our findings to each other

and our client for the first time.

Now, Amy, when I sat down the other day

to talk with Kim,

her story was so heartbreaking

I had a tough time keeping it together.

For now, I'm gonna hold off on telling you too much,

but she lives here alone,

and the main reason she called us in

is because of her daughter, Gabrielle.

She's supposed to move back in,

and Kim doesn't think it's safe.

So now that I told Amy a little bit about you, Kim,

I'm gonna ask her to describe her walk.

When I first got to your house,

I ran into a dead male between 15 and 20 years old.

I got that he is a conscious entity,

but, unfortunately, he's stuck

in the loop of his death.

I was in his body,

so I'm not sure what he looked like,

but I could feel that there was a rope around my neck.

Rope, I know, was looped over something.

He was hanged.

I believe it was a murder,

and I believe it was fairly recent --

as far as the '40s or the '50s.

That's pretty amazing.

Well, back in the day, the property used to be

a family-run honey factory.

It's a family-run business,

but they hired a few local teenagers to help out.

Now, one of these kids was an 18-year-old

named Kenny Doty.

He was a quiet, hardworking kid

who mostly kept to himself,

but, on October 19th, 1968, they found his dead body

hanging from a rafter in the shed.

What?

Now, I talked to this nice older guy

who ran the family business.

He told me he got to know Kenny.

Apparently, he was really upset about a breakup with a girl.

Now, I got his death certificate here.

Now, the cops ruled it a suicide.

I got a photo. You didn't see the kid, though, right?

No, I was in his body.

Okay, this is the kid here.

My daughter has seen a teenage boy on the property

with dark hair.

Is it possible she's seen this kid on the property?

Yeah, it's a huge possibility.

What else?

When I was upstairs,

in the bedroom to the far right...

That sounds like Gabrielle's room.

Yes.

...now, I encountered two entities up there that did concern me.

One was in the form of a black mass.

Black mass could be physically violent.

Anybody who would stay in that room

would potentially have negative experiences.

This is interesting 'cause when I spoke to Gabrielle,

she told me that she was lying in bed

and she felt that something really bad

was lying right next to her.

She thought if she turned around,

she was gonna get attacked.

The second experience happened

in the bathroom upstairs next to her room.

She told me she was pushed, and she was pushed hard.

Did you know about that? She didn't tell you?

No.

Here.

I'm sorry, sweetie. I thought you knew.

No, I didn't know that she was being attacked.

And I certainly didn't know

about the thing hovering over her.

Well, that's why we're here --

to find out what the hell is going on, right?

Now, you also got attacked outside Gabrielle's bedroom.

Tell Amy what happened.

I was actually walking down the stairs,

and I actually felt the presence of something on my back,

and I actually felt two hands just shove me.

And I went tumbling down the stairs.

Wow!

Now, you said there was another entity you saw.

Yes, and the second entity is a dead male.

I got that he was a farmer.

He is probably in his 60s,

and, on his hip, he has a double-barrel shotgun.

Outside, he was going off about a fire.

He was angry, stomping around all over back there.

I felt that this dude lost his money.

He was saying, "I don't have anything else left to lose."

And I heard something about 1940s,

and I got that he was connected to the property,

that he may have owned it.

I said, "Well, what do you want?"

And he goes, "I just want my house back."

I'm pissed.

He wants his home back?

He can't have it.

This reminds me of one of the previous owners

that I came across in my research.

Now, his name was T.W. Burleson,

and he built your house, this house, in 1915.

Now, he ran that honey business

that I was talking about earlier. Right.

This is pretty interesting.

Here's a picture of all these damn bee hives he had in the backyard.

You said something about fire.

Well, in 1925, there was a major fire,

and it burned the factory down.

Now, you said something about the 1940s.

In 1944, T.W. was crossing the street

right in front of the house when he was hit by a car.

They rushed him to the hospital.

Two weeks later, he dies from a brain swelling.

You said this guy was in his 60s.

Burleson was 67 at the time of his death.

Now, I managed to track down a photo of him,

but this was probably closer to when, I think, he passed away.

Is it possible this is who you saw?

I mean, I had a sketch done of him.

You kidding?

Tell me what you think.

They resemble.

You can see the nose, the cheekbones, the mouth.

I mean, it clearly looks like the same person to me.

I've seen 1,000, 2,000 sketches done

from witnesses on crimes.

This is pretty damn close.

Yeah.

What else?

I was in the dining room,

and I saw people practicing spiritualism.

So I would put this back between 1901 and 1920.

And then I was upstairs.

I'm sitting there, and I see a male coming into the room,

and he has an EMF meter, and he's taking pictures.

And this seemed to be pretty dang recent.

Now, I don't know anything about spiritualists,

but Kim did bring in a paranormal team

to do an investigation.

Okay. Now, I spoke with them...

Okay. ...and they did use EMFs.

Obviously, they took photos.

Okay.

Now, do you think these guys might have stirred things up?

I don't think so.

But the spiritualists may...

have done something in the past

that agitated the dead so much

they may now try to physically harm people.

The other thing I got was a massive amount

of depression and loss.

I felt that this was due to a living person.

This person is female.

Something happened to a person that they love.

They can't recover from this grief.

I got that they're not eating, and that they feel suicidal.

You okay?

Amy, you remember when I told you

that Kim was breaking my heart?

That's because her husband died

a couple years ago at a very young age.

I actually have a photo of him right here with Kim.

He was the love of my life.

And we were supposed to spend

the rest of our lives in that house.

It wasn't particularly one he cared for,

but he said if it's my dream,

it will become his dream, too.

She feels guilty.

I feel like something in the house

could have killed him.

Kim, tell her what he passed from.

He passed away of a malignant brain tumor

that was inoperable.

None of us were prepared for that.

If it was his time, I can accept that.

But if it was me... convincing him to buy that house,

and something in it that was dark hurt him,

I couldn't forgive myself.

She's worried about

Gabrielle coming back to live at the house,

and maybe something in the house could do something to her.

I don't want anything to happen to my daughter,

and I certainly don't want her to move back home if something --

I didn't even know about the dark mass over her bed.

She never told me that.

I'm tired. Yeah.

I know you are.

So what else was going on?

At the foot of the stairs,

what I felt was a male in his death state.

It was not a good death. It took a while.

I felt overwhelming sadness.

I kept hearing,

"Man. This is wrong. No way, no way.

This can't be happening. No way."

I felt he was scared.

Angel passed away downstairs, right?

In the master bedroom.

So not that far away.

Okay, I'm hoping Amy wasn't feeling Angel's death,

but the other things that she described about him being scared

and saying, "This can't happen,"

does that sound like what Angel was going through?

All of the stages you go through

when you find out that you have cancer,

he experienced them all. We all did.

I got to ask you, Amy -- do you think that's Angel that you felt?

I'm sorry. I wish I knew for sure.

But I could not see him.

Obviously, it's not a definitive answer for you.

What's your gut tell you?

That he's at peace where he is...

and I'm the one struggling with being not at peace.

Anything else?

So, here's the thing.

There is random dead

who are constantly coming through your house.

So these dead can come and go through the mirrors.

I've encountered this before on walks,

and basically some mirrors, for whatever reason,

which I think it's more about the location,

are openings for the dead to come and go through.

What bothered me about that bed location, the master bed,

is that they're literally walking back,

like, through that bed, constant, constant.

You're consistently exposed.

That is something that can make you sick.

After Angel passed away,

I always wake up with aches in my side,

said I felt like I'm actually being punched in my sleep.

Yeah, that would be them probably walking through you.

So if she doesn't call us in and Gabrielle moved in,

what could have happened?

I think that you would've eventually developed

some kind of long-term and possibly terminal illness

by continuing to sleep here.

You know, you're talking about all these dead people walking through.

You had an incident with Angel when he was alive

that you thought it wasn't him.

I believe he was possessed.

He didn't look the same.

His voice was not the same.

And I actually remember stepping back

because I was fearful

because when I looked at him, he wasn't my husband.

Now, could this be from people walking through?

I think so.

It makes complete sense to me that he would be possessed.

Yeah, you got to get the...out of there, like...

And now I'm...

worried.

So the big question is, did the house make Angel sick?

No. I don't think so.

So you didn't cause this.

You understand that?

Okay.

At least he got a chance to love me before he...

before he died.

So even though it was for a short time, it was worth it.

Everybody's gonna grieve.

But the guilt part you got to let go.

- Okay. - Okay?

I made her cry.

I'm sorry.

So, Kim, if you only get one thing out of tonight,

I hope you now know you had nothing to do with Angel's death.

As far as whether it's safe for you to stay in the house

or to have Gabrielle move back in,

I'm going to turn it over to Amy.

Before I get to that, I am going to go into

what you need to do to heal

and take care of yourself.

The first thing is to see a psychotherapist who specializes in grief

for intensive therapy.

And also, I want you in a grief-counseling group

because the pain is stuck.

I need to do that.

I didn't actually realize that I was...so stuck

emotionally...

in the grieving...state.

As for the hauntings,

the first thing is you have to move your bedroom.

That has to happen. I'm sorry.

But this is your health,

so that needs to be done ASAP.

Next, you need to remove both mirrors,

specifically downstairs.

They're contaminated.

You need to get rid of those mirrors.

The next thing is a medium needs to come in

to remove... most of the dead.

They'll be able to get rid of the black mass and this guy here.

Okay.

What about your daughter?

You going to have her move in after you get this done?

I don't think I'll have her move in.

Feels like I could cause harm to her.

I hate to see you in this house by yourself.

When the time comes, when I feel comfortable,

she can move back.

How do you feel about the whole investigation, how it went?

I have the answers I wanted

and that I needed

because you have a gift.

And you help a lot of people,

whether you realize it or not,

so thank you.

I really hope Kim seeks the help of a therapist and support group

to deal with the guilt she feels over her husband's death.

If she does that and contacts a medium to remove the dead,

she can begin to heal

and maybe even live here in peace with her daughter.

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