The Blackwell Ghost 6 (2022) Movie Script
(gentle music)
- My wife and I had a
hard time having children.
My wife's doctor said due
to technical circumstances,
we would never be able
to have a child.
However, one day we were
shocked to find one in the oven
and the days of hoping were over.
Shortly after,
another miracle came along
and we were blessed to now
have two healthy children
all after thinking for years,
it wouldn't be possible.
However, as fate would have it,
approximately five months after
our second child was born,
my wife passed away due
to a rare form of cancer,
leaving me to raise our
two children myself.
I lost my wife.
I lost my best friend.
Since my wife passed away,
I've been back
to the Lightfoot
House three times.
Each night, I would
patiently wait by the phone,
waiting for it to ring as it's
done so many times before.
Hoping maybe that by some chance,
I could hear your voice
on the other side.
So I could tell you
that the kids are fine,
that they miss you.
However, the phone never rang.
And you never called.
(tense music)
(doorbell ringing)
(doorbell ringing)
I used to take everything
at face value.
Things were always ordinary
until it was obvious
that they weren't.
Now I view nothing at face value.
Everything deserves a second look,
and sometimes even a third.
Because I'm starting
to think in life,
everything happens for a reason.
I think that's why I decided
to turn the camera back on.
And I'm so glad I did.
(gentle music)
So I'm back.
I'm filming myself on a couple
of cameras I had in my truck
that had enough battery to get
across what I'm trying to say.
And I'm on my phone here,
which I shouldn't be
while I'm driving,
I'm being safe, I promise.
Somebody came to
my front door last night,
rang the doorbell and left
a package, and then left.
And as a father, of course
I didn't open the door
because everything about that
situation was just wrong.
So the next morning,
you know, here I am,
I'm going home from dropping
my kids off at daycare
and I find myself
somewhat intrigued
by what that person left.
And I usually don't get
excited about these things
because about once a month,
I get a piece of mail
from somebody who either
has a suggestion
or a story idea or
whatever I call 'em
pieces of creep mail because
the people who send 'em
are usually for lack of a
better word creepy (chuckles).
This one is the first
one to be hand-delivered
by the creep themselves so
it's a little extra creepy
and I can't help but
find myself intrigued.
I don't know,
it could just be bored.
(troubling music)
Creep mail.
(door clicking)
(gentle music)
(door thudding)
Oh, a letter.
A long letter.
God, do I have to read
this whole thing?
Dear Mr. Turner.
Firstly, let me apologize
for disturbing you
at such a late hour, I was
honestly hesitant and scared
to deliver this package.
I'm not crazy,
at least I don't think
so and I was only doing
what I thought
might be in your best interest.
I think that it is important
for you to understand
that up until a recent point
I had never seen your movies
nor had I ever heard
of you and only learned
of your name after
what recently happened.
Great.
Our story.
One night, my husband and
I were trying to sleep
when all of a sudden we
heard a noise from our attic.
The noise continued to
the point where my husband
had to investigate where
the noise was coming from.
Lo and behold,
the noise led him to a box
of various toys that we have
purchased at secondhand storage
for our grandchildren to play with.
However, one of the toys
specifically was making the noise.
It was a small musical keyboard.
As it blared music
as though on a loop,
we brought it downstairs and
attempted to turn it off.
However, that proved to
be easier said than done.
In fact, the only way
to get it to shut off
was by removing the batteries.
That's when things took
an even stranger turn.
After that night, my
husband began to notice
that the letters on our
refrigerator were being rearranged
by themselves.
By happenstance, we thought
there might be a connection
between the keyboard making noises
and the letters on the fridge.
There was a connection.
By chance, there was
an original receipt
left in the keyboards box,
which you'll find in the envelope.
The name on the receipt we
discovered was that of your wife.
(tense music)
When we tried looking her
up, it led us to your movies.
That's when we made
the connection
because one morning her name
was spelled out on our fridge.
Oh, (beep).
When we finally did end up
watching one of your movies
that's when we knew
we had to find you.
We are a religious family
and we feel strongly
as though she would want
you to have this again.
We are very sorry for your loss.
And for your...
Oh my god.
(packaging tearing)
(tranquil music)
This keyboard used to be my wife's.
She had it when I first met her.
Something like eight years
ago, we got rid of this thing.
We donated it 'cause I
bought her a new piano.
Somehow this thing has made it back to me.
Why is this back?
I don't know.
I need a computer to explain this.
And no one's gonna understand
what is going on here.
No one's gonna understand this.
So here goes my attempt to
explain what is going on.
So the person who dropped off the package
claims in their letter,
that they constantly heard
the keyboard playing
itself in their attic.
At roughly the same time
letters on their fridge
were forming words and phrases.
By chance, the purchase
receipt for the keyboard
was still in the box,
which showed my wife's name
from when she used her credit card.
The same name they found one morning
spelled out on their fridge.
That's how they made the connection.
But for me, there was just
one problem with this story.
And it's the words on the fridge.
You know, I look at these pictures
of the letters on a refrigerator
and it just comes across, it's fake to me
'cause of the wording is just so cheesy.
Like it's just like,
what would a ghost say?
I'm here.
In the glass.
See me.
I mean, these are just things
that you would stereotypically spell out
if you were human, trying to be a ghost.
And that's what makes
me think this is fake.
But how could this possibly be fake
if it involves something that actually
once belonged to my wife.
It must be real, right?
And that's when it hit me
how this whole story could be faked.
I've had people do things like this
before in an attempt to
get me to make a movie.
They fool me 'cause I've thought
about how this could be hoaxed.
And I'll tell you.
My wife actually did put
receipts in all of her purchases
'cause I remember it
used to drive me nuts.
So that is something she did.
And there is no denying
that this is her keyboard.
And if this receipt was in this box,
they have a valuable piece of
information, my wife's name.
So they take my wife's name
and they know I make movies,
and then they created this
whole story with the letters.
That is possible how this is all hoaxed.
But to wrap it around
something so personal to me,
it's just really good.
Well, you guys got my (beep) attention.
Jesus (beep) Christ.
Oh my god.
So this is the keyboard I
bought her like eight years ago
to replace this little guy.
I mean, this thing's
pathetic in comparison.
But for some reason she just,
she always liked the little thing there.
(piano keys tinkling)
(Turner chuckling)
(piano keys tinkling)
That was something she
used to play on this thing.
She'd play that over and over and over.
I miss that.
(gentle music)
(Turner yelling)
(echo resonating)
(Turner yelling)
(echo resonating)
- I can't yell very loud.
- [Turner] Just try it.
- Hey.
(echo resonating)
- They got it.
Come here.
Your breath smells like garlic.
- Does it?
- It's awful.
(camera beeping)
Say hi.
- Hi.
- Is that you?
- Yeah.
- You wanna go home?
- Yeah.
- All right, let's go home, come on.
Give me a hug.
Hey, buddy.
You ready to go home?
Smile.
Did you have a good day today?
- Yeah.
- [Turner] You had a good day?
- Yeah.
- Cool.
- Hi, baby.
No.
- Hey.
- Here my mug.
No, my mug.
- Hey, be nice.
Oh, you look just so cute, man.
I love you.
(Turner chuckling)
Stop.
(water splashing)
Stop splashing, stop it.
Don't.
Don't you splash.
You okay?
- No.
- You want some of this lotion.
I'll put some lotion on you, come on.
We're gonna lotion up.
(George babbling)
It's okay.
All right.
(light clicking)
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
All right, give me a kiss.
I love ya.
(lips smacking)
I love you, Sweetie, all right.
I love ya.
Okay?
(door clicking)
Good night.
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(wood thudding)
(muffled thumping)
(muffled thumping)
(muffled thudding)
(muffled thumping)
(muffled tapping)
(muffled thumping)
(muffled thudding)
(eerie music)
(muffled thudding)
(muffled thumping)
(door thudding)
Maggie?
(door thumping)
(door thudding)
Maggie?
(door thumping)
(tense music)
(door thudding)
(door clicking)
(tense music)
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(eerie music)
(birds singing)
Hey.
(gentle music)
Good morning.
You want me to take you outta your sack?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Here, let's take this
thing off real quick.
All right, let's go downstairs.
I gotta get your brother, okay.
Good morning.
(George quietly babbling)
What are you saying?
Are you saying, hi, baby?
- [George] Hi, baby.
- Please don't cry.
(George crying)
Please don't cry.
All right, you got your backpack?
You gonna push your brother?
- Yeah.
- I'll be back at five o'clock
to pick you guys up today, all right?
Is that okay?
- Okay.
- You know what five o'clock is?
- Yeah, clock.
- Clock (laughs), that's right.
You're smart.
So were you making all
that noise last night?
- Yeah.
- (chuckles) Really?
Were you banging on the door?
- Yeah.
- Well that answers that I guess.
- Daddy.
- What?
He.
- He?
All right, you ready?
- Yeah.
- All right, here take that.
And I got your water.
All right, let's go.
I love ya.
(upbeat music)
(tense music)
The TV just turned on by itself.
(piano keys tinkling)
(piano key tinkling)
(Turner sighing)
(Turner chuckling)
(piano key tinkling)
(piano key tinkling)
(Turner chuckling)
(gentle music)
- [Officer Ramey] Hello, glad you called.
- What do you mean with
me or the Lightfoot House?
- [Officer Ramey] Obviously I wanna know
about the Lightfoot House
but how are you doing?
- I mean, I'm right, I guess.
Oh, I'm filming and
recording this conversation.
Is that cool?
- [Officer Ramey] Why?
- It's what I do, man.
I film everything, you know that.
- [Officer Ramey] What,
you making another movie?
- I don't know, it's too early to say.
But it's funny because every
ghost movie I've made up
to this point, I never actually knew
I was making it at the time.
I just shoot everything and then edit it
and hope for the best.
It doesn't hurt though
when you actually go
to a legitimate haunted house
and everything scares the (beep) outta you
and you got a camera rolling,
so that just makes my job a
lot easier when that happens.
Don't know if that's the case right now.
- [Officer Ramey] Well, when
you think you're going back?
- You know, I've been back
to that house a few times,
somewhat lately, and everything
just kind of stopped.
- [Officer Ramey] Really?
- You know, the phone
doesn't ring anymore.
There's no more knocking.
- [Officer Ramey] Well, do you think
you'll ever go back, or?
Or do you think you're just done with it?
- With the Lightfoot House,
probably for a while.
- [Officer Ramey] Really?
- You know, since my wife passed away
and now I got the kids, I
just don't have the time
or the motivation to go back.
Maybe one day.
I don't know.
- Wow.
Well, next time you're
down here hit me up.
We'll do dinner or something.
You know, something adult, if you want.
- Something adult.
What, like a strip club?
- [Officer Ramey] No, I
didn't mean that adult.
(Turner laughing)
- You wanna go to the strip club?
Is that what you wanna do?
- [Officer Ramey] No.
- Why do you have to say adult?
- [Officer Ramey] I
meant like drink whiskey
or something like that.
- Oh, okay.
- [Officer Ramey] You're
gonna get me fired.
All right, well, I gotta go, buddy.
- All right, I'll talk to you later, man.
- [Officer Ramey] All right.
- See ya.
Hey, and thanks for checking
in on me, I appreciate it.
- [Officer Ramey] Man, no problem.
- All right, see you, man.
- Bye.
- Bye.
(soft music)
(door creaking)
You wanna brush your teeth?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Are you ready for bed?
(George babbling)
Look at you.
I love you, buddy.
All right, let's go to bed.
- No.
- You got a different one?
I feel like we read this one every night.
You wanna read it again?
- Yeah.
- All right.
You like the pictures, don't ya?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Daddy.
- Yeah, it's a big fat guy.
All right, here we go.
Shut your eyes.
Shut your eyes, Sweetheart.
(lips smacking)
Nite-nite.
I love you.
You wanna leave this on?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Night.
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(tense music)
(door knocking)
(door thudding)
(door thumping)
(door rattling)
(door knocking)
(tense music)
(door rattling)
(door banging)
(doors thudding)
(door knocking)
(door rattling)
(door thudding)
(door thumping)
(door rattling)
(door thumping)
(door knocking)
(door clicking)
(Maggie snoring)
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(dramatic music)
(clock tapping)
(tense music)
(door clicking)
(metronome clicking)
(fearful music)
(Turner sighing)
(beep)
- [Word Machine] G.
(door clicking)
L.
A.
S.
S.
Incorrect.
(tense music)
(gentle music)
(Maggie giggling)
- Hello.
- Is that recording?
You guys turned my camera on.
Oh, we all slept in daddy's
bed last night, didn't we?
Well, I got some bad news, guys.
Something scary is going on in our house,
I'll tell you that.
(George babbling)
I think you guys are gonna have
to stay with grandma tonight.
I didn't even watch the security
footage from last night.
I'm almost afraid to, honestly.
But stuff is definitely
starting to happen.
(Maggie coughing)
Come here.
(Maggie coughing)
I gotta make you breakfast,
we're running late.
I gotta get you ready
for daycare, come on.
So my neighbor friend
called me this morning
and he told me the security camera
was able to get that lady's license plate.
Legit, you know, allegedly.
So now I'm gonna go
see if my deputy log-in
will allow me to run her license plate,
considering she didn't leave
any contact information.
Wait, wait, what?
(tense music)
Oh (beep).
Oh (beep).
Your account has
temporarily been suspended.
Oh (beep).
I'm in deep (beep).
Hey, so you got a second?
- [Officer Ramey] Yeah, what's up?
- So I think I messed up
on something pretty bad
and you're gonna hate me for it.
- [Officer Ramey] Okay.
- So my neighbor told me
that their security camera
captured the person's
plate from the other night
that dropped that package off.
And so I logged into my
account and I ran her plate
to see who she was.
See if I couldn't get a phone number.
- [Officer Ramey] Well, you
can't do that with your account.
- Yeah, I know.
- [Officer Ramey] How did you do that?
- I used your account.
- [Officer Ramey] Man.
- I am so sorry.
It tracked my IP and it knew I wasn't you.
So it locked me out of your account.
I don't even think you
can log in right now.
Is this gonna get you in trouble
for me using your account?
- [Officer Ramey] Well, it's
not gonna get me in trouble
it's gonna get you in trouble.
- Why?
- [Officer Ramey] 'Cause it's fraud.
- Fraud?
Is that bad?
So after apparently committing fraud,
I was able to obtain
this lady's phone number.
And so I've decided I'm just
gonna give her a cold call
and see what happens.
You know, I've looked at
her social media pictures,
she looks like a normal person.
So I'm just gonna give her a call.
We'll see how this goes.
All right, everything's set up.
Give her a call.
And I'm not gonna share
her name with the public,
'cause she seems like
a nice little old lady.
- [Answering Machine]
Please leave a message
after the tone.
(telephone beeping)
- Hi, Amanda.
This is the guy that you left a package
for the other night on my front porch.
I was calling just 'cause
I had some questions.
As you might imagine,
some things are starting
to happen around my house that
I can't necessarily explain
and trying to get ahold
of you is the only thing
I can think of to do next.
So that's what I'm doing.
So and then no way am I a threat,
so you can just gimme a callback
and we'll just talk the poop and...
I am so sorry, I just said that.
That was really un...
I can't talk, I'm sorry, I'm nervous.
(Turner sighing)
Please, just gimme a
callback and I appreciate it.
Thank you, bye.
She's gonna think I'm (beep) psycho.
I am a (beep) moron.
Hold on one second.
Hold on, I gotta pull over real quick.
I'm not sure if you can hear me.
Could you, I'm so I'm so sorry to ask,
could you call me right back?
I'm so sorry.
I'm just in my truck right now.
Thank you so much.
I can't believe she's
calling me back (chuckles).
All right, this could be awesome.
All right.
So I just pulled over,
she's calling me back
here in a second and I
gotta get my cameras.
Where are my cameras?
There's one.
Please have enough battery.
Hello?
- [Amanda] Hello, this is Amanda.
- Hey, thanks, Amanda,
for calling me back.
Sorry about the creepy message earlier.
Well, it's nice to finally meet you.
- [Amanda] It's nice to meet you too.
I'm really sorry I scared you that night.
- Well, I'm not gonna
lie, it was pretty creepy
to see you on my security
camera at such a late hour.
But I totally understand why even you came
by at such a late hour
to drop that thing off.
Probably 'cause you were scared
and you just didn't
wanna interface with me
but I'm so glad you made the trip
because I do think something's happening.
And you could've easily
just thrown that thing away.
- [Amanda] We didn't.
We never considered that.
That would be really wrong.
- Well, I appreciate it.
- [Amanda] We were so scared
at what was happening.
We just wanted things
back to the way they were.
- So after you dropped that keyboard off
did you notice anything else happening
around your house or was that it?
- [Amanda] Since we gave you that keyboard
things stopped happening in our house.
- Wow.
- [Amanda] You said in your message
that things were happening
that you could not explain.
- Right.
- [Amanda] And we are very curious.
- Well, I mean, as you might expect,
I've heard the keyboard play itself.
I've heard noises around my house.
Things I can't explain, like...
So for the next 28 minutes,
we talked about everything.
About who she was, her
beliefs, how she was raised.
We talked a lot about my wife
and at one point I realized
that this lady has been nothing but honest
with me since the beginning,
which meant one thing.
My house was now officially haunted.
Well, thank you so much for your time
and I'm sorry I violated your privacy
by finding your phone number.
- [Amanda] It's okay.
- I've been meaning to ask you.
Did you notice anything else in your house
that maybe you didn't mention
because maybe you didn't
think it was significant
or I don't know.
Was there anything like that?
- [Amanda] Um.
There actually was one
thing that we didn't mention
in the letter because
we couldn't determine
if it was something that we did.
- And what was that?
- [Amanda] Well, every
night we close our drapes
so people can't see into our house.
And one morning we found the drapes
in the living room wide open.
We just can't remember
if we did it or not.
I don't know if that's relevant?
(tense music)
- Um.
It could be.
All right, so I got it pulled up.
Here is my camera angle from last night.
As you can see, the curtains are closed
and here is my living room security camera
from this morning.
Never even noticed that they'd opened.
Wow.
So it's moments of confusion like this
that make me start from the beginning
and relay everything I
know that has happened
up to this point.
The lady who dropped off the
keyboard on my front porch
has been telling the
truth the entire time.
The keyboard she dropped off
has already played itself
once in my presence.
But what if that was a
glitch in the keyboard?
Doesn't mean it's a ghost, right?
However, since it's
arrived, strange things
have been happening around my house
that I can't explain at all.
Loud banging, my son's door opening,
the metronome in the
closet, and not to mention
my word machine, spelling
out these letters.
- [Word Machine] G.
L.
A.
S.
S.
- [Turner] A word that's conveniently
in one of these pictures.
But as I wrap my head around the question,
is there any connection to any of this
or is it all merely random?
That's when I noticed something.
I looked back at these phrases.
Then I looked back at this picture
and it quickly became
obvious where I needed
to start looking.
(gentle music)
And just when I thought
things couldn't get
any more complicated, I got a random
bombshell phone call from Roger.
Hey, Roger, can you hear me?
- [Roger] Hey buddy.
- How's it going, man?
It's been a while.
- [Roger] I'm good.
You got a second?
- Yeah, you caught me in
the middle of filming.
Can I call you right back?
Actually, can I just
film this conversation?
- [Roger] Hell, you know I don't care.
- Cool, let me grab a camera real quick.
All right, so I got my camera set up.
What's up?
- [Roger] So I hate to be calling so late
but I got some bad news.
- And what's that?
I have a feeling it's not gonna be good.
- [Roger] Are you done using my house?
- I don't think I could ever
be done filming at your house.
If that makes sense?
Why?
- [Roger] Because I
have to sell the place.
- Oh, that's bad news, isn't it?
That is bad news.
- [Roger] I'm calling to give
you first right of refusal.
- Are you serious?
Is it the...
Are you asking the same
figure as that one time?
- [Roger] Yes.
(hand thudding)
- Yes, sign me up.
- [Roger] Now, can you
come up with that money
by next week is my question?
- I will get you the money next week.
I don't know how yet.
But I will get you your money.
When you almost sold it
last time I was like,
please let me know.
So thank you so much for
letting me know first.
- [Roger] You know I would.
- Such a nice guy, man.
(Turner sighing)
And that's how it happened.
The next day I called the banks.
I used my house as collateral
and I got the loan.
The following morning, I
dropped my children off
at their grandmother's and
headed straight to Florida
to close on my new house.
Something I had secretly been hoping
for since my first night there.
And as I walked the halls
to survey my new purchase,
I knew I did the right thing
by not letting it end up
in someone else's hands.
And even though the knocking
and phone calls had stopped,
I knew it would still
find a way to surprise me.
(telephone ringing)
(tense music)
(telephone interference)
Hello?
- [Kathy] Hey, it's mom.
- Mom?
What's going on?
Why you calling?
- [Kathy] I just got a
call from your neighbor.
And he said he tried
calling your cell phone
but it kept going straight to voicemail.
- I don't have good reception out here.
Mom, why are you calling, what's going on?
- [Kathy] He called me
because something happened at your house.
- What happened at my house?
- [Kathy] He said that all
the lights in your house
were turning on and off by themselves.
And that your security
alarm kept sounding off.
- Okay.
- [Kathy] When he went
to bet a closer look,
he kept seeing a shadow of
somebody walking around inside.
He said he even got it on camera.
(dramatic music)
- Mom, listen to me,
you have to keep the kids
out of the house, okay?
I'm heading home, I'll
be home tomorrow night.
Please keep them at your place, okay?
I'll see you tomorrow night.
Okay, bye.
(telephone receiver clicking)
(tense music)
So I'm back home.
It's been two weeks
since my trip to Florida.
It's been two weeks since my house
went completely bat (beep)
crazy and all the lights
in here started flickering
on and off by themselves.
Not to mention my
neighbor's camera was able
to capture something
walking around upstairs.
I have no idea what the (beep) that was.
Apparently, the whole thing was kind
of a spectacle in my neighborhood too
'cause I got this on my
front door this morning.
It's an HOA violation.
Halloween decorations, out of
season, i.e. lighting effects.
They thought the whole thing
was Halloween decorations.
That's hilarious.
But anyway, no, I got bigger fish to fry
than an HOA violation and an $8 fine.
No, tonight's the first night
that my kids will be back in
this house spending the night
since that whole thing happened.
So I'm curious as to what's gonna happen.
(door thudding)
(door rattling)
This is a bad idea.
So I've sat down, I
started to look through
some of the footage I've
been shooting here recently
and I found a couple of disturbing things.
One was this shot which was the night
I noticed my son's door had opened itself.
And I reacted just because of that.
That's all I saw.
I never saw this.
(tense music)
What the hell is that?
Then I started to ask myself, you know,
why didn't I see that?
And it's because my son's
baby cam in the corner,
casting infrared light kind
of like a security camera.
So that's why I didn't see it.
And it doesn't end there,
it gets a little bit better.
So I came across this shot right here
which was filmed by a security camera
in the corner of my dining room.
And you can see that my
daughter's baby monitor
is on the dining table.
Take a listen.
(audio buzzing)
(mysterious sobbing)
(mysterious groaning)
So yeah, probably not the best
thing for kids to be around.
Great parenting.
Cut all these cameras.
Cut.
(tense music)
Oh (beep).
So I just put the kids to bed
and considering tonight's
their first night back,
I figured I'd sleep upstairs on the couch
just in case anything did happen.
And I went around the house
and thought a whole bunch
of new cameras, formatted
cards, the usual.
So now my favorite part.
I wait.
(tense music)
I am recording, whenever you're ready.
- [Terri] Do you want me to go ahead?
- [Turner] Yeah, whenever you're ready.
- [Terri] Well, I love you guys.
I'm gonna miss you.
And you both made me so happy.
Happiest I've ever been is
waking up to see your faces.
I just want you guys to know
that I love you so much.
And I'll always be looking over you.
(telephone ringing)
(tense music)
- [Turner] Hello?
- [Terri] Hello, it's me.
- [Turner] You scared
the (beep) outta me, man.
- [Terri] I'm sorry.
- [Turner] What do you want?
- [Terri] I'm just calling...
I called the (indistinct)
- [Turner] I totally
forgot to call, I'm sorry.
Um (beep).
- [Terri] Is everything okay?
- [Turner] Can I just,
I'm fine, I mean it.
I'll call you tomorrow.
- [Terri] Yeah, that's fine.
You sound a little stressed out though.
- [Turner] This place
is okay during the day,
it's like bearable but during,
you know, when it's dark
it starts to get a little scary.
- [Terri] Well, you
brought this on yourself.
- [Turner] I just took my blood pressure,
it's 190 over, I don't know, whatever.
160 over 95.
- [Terri] That's really high.
- [Turner] I know.
I wish I could.
- [Terri] Something
happen that scared you?
- I think mostly it's just my imagination
'cause sometimes I don't hear anything...
Which I totally understand
'cause I wouldn't wanna
be buried next to that guy either.
But you know, a topic of discussion
I'm kind of avoiding at the moment
is what happened last night.
Some of the most epic stuff
I've caught on camera thus far
and I don't really know
what to make of it.
I noticed that the curtain opened.
But then I had to go back
and review the footage
and that's when I saw the reflection.
So I remember at the Blackwell House,
I thought I saw something
in the TV reflection once
but I didn't get it on camera
so I never mentioned it.
(metal clanging)
(tense music)
(metal clinking)
(tense music)
(disturbing music)
(George crying)
(tense music)
(monitor buzzing)
(mysterious sobbing)
(mysterious sobbing)
- [Maggie] Daddy.
(dramatic music)
(George crying)
(Maggie crying)
(intense music)
(children crying)
- It's okay.
So I just dropped the kids off at my mom
and they're gonna stay over there
until I figure out what to do next.
It's a great question.
Right now, the only option I see
is that I get rid of the keyboard
and just somehow hope
that everything goes back
to the way it was but...
But my dilemma is that as a parent
that totally feels like what I should do.
But as a husband,
how can I do that?
(gentle music)
(cellular phone ringing)
Hello?
- [Officer Ramey] Hey, it's Officer Ramey.
- Hey, man.
- [Officer Ramey] How you doing, man?
- Not so hot.
Can I call you back
tomorrow, is that cool?
- [Officer Ramey] Sure, I was just calling
to tell you what I found
in that picture you sent.
- Um, what picture?
- [Officer Ramey] The picture
you sent this morning.
- I'm sorry, I'm confused.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Did I butt-text you or something?
- [Officer Ramey] No, you emailed it.
- I didn't email you anything.
What's it a picture of?
- [Officer Ramey] A
picture of a refrigerator
with letters on it.
(tense music)
- I haven't shown anybody that
picture, how'd you get it?
- [Officer Ramey] You sent it to my email.
(tense music)
- I'm gonna have to call you back.
I'm in my garage, I'm gonna
go check my email real quick.
I'll call you right back, all right?
Okay, so this is really weird, man.
I did not send you this email.
- [Officer Ramey] Well, then who did?
- I don't know.
I mean, I can't explain it.
This just doesn't make any sense.
I wouldn't have sent you this picture.
I haven't sent anybody this picture.
Why...
- [Officer Ramey] Well,
do you at least wanna know
what my wife noticed about it?
I mean, you're pretty smart,
you probably noticed already
but I thought you were asking
for help so I took a look.
- Well, what did she notice?
- [Officer Ramey] The
letters are backwards.
The ones towards the
top of the photograph.
(disturbing music)
- I gotta call you back.
I gotta go, bye.
(tense music)
(telephone ringing)
Hey, Mom, can you hear me?
Hey, hey, I need you to get me
Mr. Crockett's phone number.
- [Kathy] Why?
- When he handled Terri's
estate we had to provide him
with Terri's death certificate, right?
- [Kathy] We did.
I remember giving it to him.
- Well, do you know if he still has it
'cause I can't find it anywhere.
- [Kathy] Yes, he told me he was planning
on mailing it back to you soon.
- Mom, I need you to get me
his phone number, please.
- [Kathy] Are you gonna call him now?
- Mom?
- Hello.
- Hi, is this Mr. Crockett?
- [Mr. Crockett] Yes it is.
- Hi, Mr. Crockett, this is Kathy's son.
I'm so sorry to be calling you so late
but I'm in a situation here.
I can't find my wife's death certificate
and I was hoping you still had it.
- [Mr. Crockett] We do,
but it's at the office.
- Is there anyone I can entice
you to go get that for me?
- [Mr. Crockett] Tonight?
- Yes, sir.
- [Mr. Crockett] Er, not tonight,
but I can get it your
first thing in the morning.
Does that work?
- Um.
- [Mr. Crockett] I have a digital scan
that I could email you.
- Yes.
A digital scan would work.
Yes, please.
Thank you.
- [Mr. Crockett] All right, hold on.
I'm gonna grab my computer.
(tense music)
All right, I found it here.
- Okay.
- [Mr. Crockett] Now is
there something specific
you were looking for?
- Not to sound sinister, but I was looking
for my wife's time of death.
I can't remember what it said on there.
Do you see it? Does it say it?
- [Mr. Crockett] It actually does.
- And what does it say?
- [Mr. Crockett] 2:47 A.M.
(tense music)
(alcohol trickling)
- I'm trying my best to make sense of this
and I just can't do it.
What are the chances that all
those late-night phone calls
happened at the exact same
time my wife passed away?
It's just, it's too much
to be a coincidence.
But my question is if there is
a connection between my wife
and that house and those phone calls, why?
And the only thing I can think of
is that maybe they were somehow trying
to warn me about my wife.
And I can't help but think
had I heeded those warnings,
you know, maybe my wife would...
But moving forward, you know,
I'm kind of exhausted here.
I don't know what to do after this.
I mean, this is just crazy.
So now I'm asking myself,
you know, what do I do next?
And the only thing I can think of to do
is to go back to that house and maybe hope
that there's stuff that
I overlooked before.
Maybe there'll be a phone call at 2:47.
I just don't know.
There's only one way to
find out, I guess, right?
(glass thudding)
(gentle music)
(gentle music)
There are only a few things
certain in this world
and love is one of them.
Love is so amazing that it's strong enough
can turn reality upside down
and make you realize anything is possible.
And even though there are
things I feel confident
I will never fully understand,
I know one thing for sure
that the ones we love who leave
us are never actually gone.
(uplifting music)
(piano keys tinkling)
(piano keys tinkling)
(tense music)
(piano notes jingling)
(gentle piano music)
(gentle piano music)
(gentle piano music)
(gentle piano music)
(gentle piano music)
(uplifting music)
(piano keys tinkling)
(piano keys tinkling)
(piano keys tinkling)
- My wife and I had a
hard time having children.
My wife's doctor said due
to technical circumstances,
we would never be able
to have a child.
However, one day we were
shocked to find one in the oven
and the days of hoping were over.
Shortly after,
another miracle came along
and we were blessed to now
have two healthy children
all after thinking for years,
it wouldn't be possible.
However, as fate would have it,
approximately five months after
our second child was born,
my wife passed away due
to a rare form of cancer,
leaving me to raise our
two children myself.
I lost my wife.
I lost my best friend.
Since my wife passed away,
I've been back
to the Lightfoot
House three times.
Each night, I would
patiently wait by the phone,
waiting for it to ring as it's
done so many times before.
Hoping maybe that by some chance,
I could hear your voice
on the other side.
So I could tell you
that the kids are fine,
that they miss you.
However, the phone never rang.
And you never called.
(tense music)
(doorbell ringing)
(doorbell ringing)
I used to take everything
at face value.
Things were always ordinary
until it was obvious
that they weren't.
Now I view nothing at face value.
Everything deserves a second look,
and sometimes even a third.
Because I'm starting
to think in life,
everything happens for a reason.
I think that's why I decided
to turn the camera back on.
And I'm so glad I did.
(gentle music)
So I'm back.
I'm filming myself on a couple
of cameras I had in my truck
that had enough battery to get
across what I'm trying to say.
And I'm on my phone here,
which I shouldn't be
while I'm driving,
I'm being safe, I promise.
Somebody came to
my front door last night,
rang the doorbell and left
a package, and then left.
And as a father, of course
I didn't open the door
because everything about that
situation was just wrong.
So the next morning,
you know, here I am,
I'm going home from dropping
my kids off at daycare
and I find myself
somewhat intrigued
by what that person left.
And I usually don't get
excited about these things
because about once a month,
I get a piece of mail
from somebody who either
has a suggestion
or a story idea or
whatever I call 'em
pieces of creep mail because
the people who send 'em
are usually for lack of a
better word creepy (chuckles).
This one is the first
one to be hand-delivered
by the creep themselves so
it's a little extra creepy
and I can't help but
find myself intrigued.
I don't know,
it could just be bored.
(troubling music)
Creep mail.
(door clicking)
(gentle music)
(door thudding)
Oh, a letter.
A long letter.
God, do I have to read
this whole thing?
Dear Mr. Turner.
Firstly, let me apologize
for disturbing you
at such a late hour, I was
honestly hesitant and scared
to deliver this package.
I'm not crazy,
at least I don't think
so and I was only doing
what I thought
might be in your best interest.
I think that it is important
for you to understand
that up until a recent point
I had never seen your movies
nor had I ever heard
of you and only learned
of your name after
what recently happened.
Great.
Our story.
One night, my husband and
I were trying to sleep
when all of a sudden we
heard a noise from our attic.
The noise continued to
the point where my husband
had to investigate where
the noise was coming from.
Lo and behold,
the noise led him to a box
of various toys that we have
purchased at secondhand storage
for our grandchildren to play with.
However, one of the toys
specifically was making the noise.
It was a small musical keyboard.
As it blared music
as though on a loop,
we brought it downstairs and
attempted to turn it off.
However, that proved to
be easier said than done.
In fact, the only way
to get it to shut off
was by removing the batteries.
That's when things took
an even stranger turn.
After that night, my
husband began to notice
that the letters on our
refrigerator were being rearranged
by themselves.
By happenstance, we thought
there might be a connection
between the keyboard making noises
and the letters on the fridge.
There was a connection.
By chance, there was
an original receipt
left in the keyboards box,
which you'll find in the envelope.
The name on the receipt we
discovered was that of your wife.
(tense music)
When we tried looking her
up, it led us to your movies.
That's when we made
the connection
because one morning her name
was spelled out on our fridge.
Oh, (beep).
When we finally did end up
watching one of your movies
that's when we knew
we had to find you.
We are a religious family
and we feel strongly
as though she would want
you to have this again.
We are very sorry for your loss.
And for your...
Oh my god.
(packaging tearing)
(tranquil music)
This keyboard used to be my wife's.
She had it when I first met her.
Something like eight years
ago, we got rid of this thing.
We donated it 'cause I
bought her a new piano.
Somehow this thing has made it back to me.
Why is this back?
I don't know.
I need a computer to explain this.
And no one's gonna understand
what is going on here.
No one's gonna understand this.
So here goes my attempt to
explain what is going on.
So the person who dropped off the package
claims in their letter,
that they constantly heard
the keyboard playing
itself in their attic.
At roughly the same time
letters on their fridge
were forming words and phrases.
By chance, the purchase
receipt for the keyboard
was still in the box,
which showed my wife's name
from when she used her credit card.
The same name they found one morning
spelled out on their fridge.
That's how they made the connection.
But for me, there was just
one problem with this story.
And it's the words on the fridge.
You know, I look at these pictures
of the letters on a refrigerator
and it just comes across, it's fake to me
'cause of the wording is just so cheesy.
Like it's just like,
what would a ghost say?
I'm here.
In the glass.
See me.
I mean, these are just things
that you would stereotypically spell out
if you were human, trying to be a ghost.
And that's what makes
me think this is fake.
But how could this possibly be fake
if it involves something that actually
once belonged to my wife.
It must be real, right?
And that's when it hit me
how this whole story could be faked.
I've had people do things like this
before in an attempt to
get me to make a movie.
They fool me 'cause I've thought
about how this could be hoaxed.
And I'll tell you.
My wife actually did put
receipts in all of her purchases
'cause I remember it
used to drive me nuts.
So that is something she did.
And there is no denying
that this is her keyboard.
And if this receipt was in this box,
they have a valuable piece of
information, my wife's name.
So they take my wife's name
and they know I make movies,
and then they created this
whole story with the letters.
That is possible how this is all hoaxed.
But to wrap it around
something so personal to me,
it's just really good.
Well, you guys got my (beep) attention.
Jesus (beep) Christ.
Oh my god.
So this is the keyboard I
bought her like eight years ago
to replace this little guy.
I mean, this thing's
pathetic in comparison.
But for some reason she just,
she always liked the little thing there.
(piano keys tinkling)
(Turner chuckling)
(piano keys tinkling)
That was something she
used to play on this thing.
She'd play that over and over and over.
I miss that.
(gentle music)
(Turner yelling)
(echo resonating)
(Turner yelling)
(echo resonating)
- I can't yell very loud.
- [Turner] Just try it.
- Hey.
(echo resonating)
- They got it.
Come here.
Your breath smells like garlic.
- Does it?
- It's awful.
(camera beeping)
Say hi.
- Hi.
- Is that you?
- Yeah.
- You wanna go home?
- Yeah.
- All right, let's go home, come on.
Give me a hug.
Hey, buddy.
You ready to go home?
Smile.
Did you have a good day today?
- Yeah.
- [Turner] You had a good day?
- Yeah.
- Cool.
- Hi, baby.
No.
- Hey.
- Here my mug.
No, my mug.
- Hey, be nice.
Oh, you look just so cute, man.
I love you.
(Turner chuckling)
Stop.
(water splashing)
Stop splashing, stop it.
Don't.
Don't you splash.
You okay?
- No.
- You want some of this lotion.
I'll put some lotion on you, come on.
We're gonna lotion up.
(George babbling)
It's okay.
All right.
(light clicking)
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
All right, give me a kiss.
I love ya.
(lips smacking)
I love you, Sweetie, all right.
I love ya.
Okay?
(door clicking)
Good night.
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(wood thudding)
(muffled thumping)
(muffled thumping)
(muffled thudding)
(muffled thumping)
(muffled tapping)
(muffled thumping)
(muffled thudding)
(eerie music)
(muffled thudding)
(muffled thumping)
(door thudding)
Maggie?
(door thumping)
(door thudding)
Maggie?
(door thumping)
(tense music)
(door thudding)
(door clicking)
(tense music)
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(eerie music)
(birds singing)
Hey.
(gentle music)
Good morning.
You want me to take you outta your sack?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Here, let's take this
thing off real quick.
All right, let's go downstairs.
I gotta get your brother, okay.
Good morning.
(George quietly babbling)
What are you saying?
Are you saying, hi, baby?
- [George] Hi, baby.
- Please don't cry.
(George crying)
Please don't cry.
All right, you got your backpack?
You gonna push your brother?
- Yeah.
- I'll be back at five o'clock
to pick you guys up today, all right?
Is that okay?
- Okay.
- You know what five o'clock is?
- Yeah, clock.
- Clock (laughs), that's right.
You're smart.
So were you making all
that noise last night?
- Yeah.
- (chuckles) Really?
Were you banging on the door?
- Yeah.
- Well that answers that I guess.
- Daddy.
- What?
He.
- He?
All right, you ready?
- Yeah.
- All right, here take that.
And I got your water.
All right, let's go.
I love ya.
(upbeat music)
(tense music)
The TV just turned on by itself.
(piano keys tinkling)
(piano key tinkling)
(Turner sighing)
(Turner chuckling)
(piano key tinkling)
(piano key tinkling)
(Turner chuckling)
(gentle music)
- [Officer Ramey] Hello, glad you called.
- What do you mean with
me or the Lightfoot House?
- [Officer Ramey] Obviously I wanna know
about the Lightfoot House
but how are you doing?
- I mean, I'm right, I guess.
Oh, I'm filming and
recording this conversation.
Is that cool?
- [Officer Ramey] Why?
- It's what I do, man.
I film everything, you know that.
- [Officer Ramey] What,
you making another movie?
- I don't know, it's too early to say.
But it's funny because every
ghost movie I've made up
to this point, I never actually knew
I was making it at the time.
I just shoot everything and then edit it
and hope for the best.
It doesn't hurt though
when you actually go
to a legitimate haunted house
and everything scares the (beep) outta you
and you got a camera rolling,
so that just makes my job a
lot easier when that happens.
Don't know if that's the case right now.
- [Officer Ramey] Well, when
you think you're going back?
- You know, I've been back
to that house a few times,
somewhat lately, and everything
just kind of stopped.
- [Officer Ramey] Really?
- You know, the phone
doesn't ring anymore.
There's no more knocking.
- [Officer Ramey] Well, do you think
you'll ever go back, or?
Or do you think you're just done with it?
- With the Lightfoot House,
probably for a while.
- [Officer Ramey] Really?
- You know, since my wife passed away
and now I got the kids, I
just don't have the time
or the motivation to go back.
Maybe one day.
I don't know.
- Wow.
Well, next time you're
down here hit me up.
We'll do dinner or something.
You know, something adult, if you want.
- Something adult.
What, like a strip club?
- [Officer Ramey] No, I
didn't mean that adult.
(Turner laughing)
- You wanna go to the strip club?
Is that what you wanna do?
- [Officer Ramey] No.
- Why do you have to say adult?
- [Officer Ramey] I
meant like drink whiskey
or something like that.
- Oh, okay.
- [Officer Ramey] You're
gonna get me fired.
All right, well, I gotta go, buddy.
- All right, I'll talk to you later, man.
- [Officer Ramey] All right.
- See ya.
Hey, and thanks for checking
in on me, I appreciate it.
- [Officer Ramey] Man, no problem.
- All right, see you, man.
- Bye.
- Bye.
(soft music)
(door creaking)
You wanna brush your teeth?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Are you ready for bed?
(George babbling)
Look at you.
I love you, buddy.
All right, let's go to bed.
- No.
- You got a different one?
I feel like we read this one every night.
You wanna read it again?
- Yeah.
- All right.
You like the pictures, don't ya?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Daddy.
- Yeah, it's a big fat guy.
All right, here we go.
Shut your eyes.
Shut your eyes, Sweetheart.
(lips smacking)
Nite-nite.
I love you.
You wanna leave this on?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Night.
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(tense music)
(door knocking)
(door thudding)
(door thumping)
(door rattling)
(door knocking)
(tense music)
(door rattling)
(door banging)
(doors thudding)
(door knocking)
(door rattling)
(door thudding)
(door thumping)
(door rattling)
(door thumping)
(door knocking)
(door clicking)
(Maggie snoring)
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(dramatic music)
(clock tapping)
(tense music)
(door clicking)
(metronome clicking)
(fearful music)
(Turner sighing)
(beep)
- [Word Machine] G.
(door clicking)
L.
A.
S.
S.
Incorrect.
(tense music)
(gentle music)
(Maggie giggling)
- Hello.
- Is that recording?
You guys turned my camera on.
Oh, we all slept in daddy's
bed last night, didn't we?
Well, I got some bad news, guys.
Something scary is going on in our house,
I'll tell you that.
(George babbling)
I think you guys are gonna have
to stay with grandma tonight.
I didn't even watch the security
footage from last night.
I'm almost afraid to, honestly.
But stuff is definitely
starting to happen.
(Maggie coughing)
Come here.
(Maggie coughing)
I gotta make you breakfast,
we're running late.
I gotta get you ready
for daycare, come on.
So my neighbor friend
called me this morning
and he told me the security camera
was able to get that lady's license plate.
Legit, you know, allegedly.
So now I'm gonna go
see if my deputy log-in
will allow me to run her license plate,
considering she didn't leave
any contact information.
Wait, wait, what?
(tense music)
Oh (beep).
Oh (beep).
Your account has
temporarily been suspended.
Oh (beep).
I'm in deep (beep).
Hey, so you got a second?
- [Officer Ramey] Yeah, what's up?
- So I think I messed up
on something pretty bad
and you're gonna hate me for it.
- [Officer Ramey] Okay.
- So my neighbor told me
that their security camera
captured the person's
plate from the other night
that dropped that package off.
And so I logged into my
account and I ran her plate
to see who she was.
See if I couldn't get a phone number.
- [Officer Ramey] Well, you
can't do that with your account.
- Yeah, I know.
- [Officer Ramey] How did you do that?
- I used your account.
- [Officer Ramey] Man.
- I am so sorry.
It tracked my IP and it knew I wasn't you.
So it locked me out of your account.
I don't even think you
can log in right now.
Is this gonna get you in trouble
for me using your account?
- [Officer Ramey] Well, it's
not gonna get me in trouble
it's gonna get you in trouble.
- Why?
- [Officer Ramey] 'Cause it's fraud.
- Fraud?
Is that bad?
So after apparently committing fraud,
I was able to obtain
this lady's phone number.
And so I've decided I'm just
gonna give her a cold call
and see what happens.
You know, I've looked at
her social media pictures,
she looks like a normal person.
So I'm just gonna give her a call.
We'll see how this goes.
All right, everything's set up.
Give her a call.
And I'm not gonna share
her name with the public,
'cause she seems like
a nice little old lady.
- [Answering Machine]
Please leave a message
after the tone.
(telephone beeping)
- Hi, Amanda.
This is the guy that you left a package
for the other night on my front porch.
I was calling just 'cause
I had some questions.
As you might imagine,
some things are starting
to happen around my house that
I can't necessarily explain
and trying to get ahold
of you is the only thing
I can think of to do next.
So that's what I'm doing.
So and then no way am I a threat,
so you can just gimme a callback
and we'll just talk the poop and...
I am so sorry, I just said that.
That was really un...
I can't talk, I'm sorry, I'm nervous.
(Turner sighing)
Please, just gimme a
callback and I appreciate it.
Thank you, bye.
She's gonna think I'm (beep) psycho.
I am a (beep) moron.
Hold on one second.
Hold on, I gotta pull over real quick.
I'm not sure if you can hear me.
Could you, I'm so I'm so sorry to ask,
could you call me right back?
I'm so sorry.
I'm just in my truck right now.
Thank you so much.
I can't believe she's
calling me back (chuckles).
All right, this could be awesome.
All right.
So I just pulled over,
she's calling me back
here in a second and I
gotta get my cameras.
Where are my cameras?
There's one.
Please have enough battery.
Hello?
- [Amanda] Hello, this is Amanda.
- Hey, thanks, Amanda,
for calling me back.
Sorry about the creepy message earlier.
Well, it's nice to finally meet you.
- [Amanda] It's nice to meet you too.
I'm really sorry I scared you that night.
- Well, I'm not gonna
lie, it was pretty creepy
to see you on my security
camera at such a late hour.
But I totally understand why even you came
by at such a late hour
to drop that thing off.
Probably 'cause you were scared
and you just didn't
wanna interface with me
but I'm so glad you made the trip
because I do think something's happening.
And you could've easily
just thrown that thing away.
- [Amanda] We didn't.
We never considered that.
That would be really wrong.
- Well, I appreciate it.
- [Amanda] We were so scared
at what was happening.
We just wanted things
back to the way they were.
- So after you dropped that keyboard off
did you notice anything else happening
around your house or was that it?
- [Amanda] Since we gave you that keyboard
things stopped happening in our house.
- Wow.
- [Amanda] You said in your message
that things were happening
that you could not explain.
- Right.
- [Amanda] And we are very curious.
- Well, I mean, as you might expect,
I've heard the keyboard play itself.
I've heard noises around my house.
Things I can't explain, like...
So for the next 28 minutes,
we talked about everything.
About who she was, her
beliefs, how she was raised.
We talked a lot about my wife
and at one point I realized
that this lady has been nothing but honest
with me since the beginning,
which meant one thing.
My house was now officially haunted.
Well, thank you so much for your time
and I'm sorry I violated your privacy
by finding your phone number.
- [Amanda] It's okay.
- I've been meaning to ask you.
Did you notice anything else in your house
that maybe you didn't mention
because maybe you didn't
think it was significant
or I don't know.
Was there anything like that?
- [Amanda] Um.
There actually was one
thing that we didn't mention
in the letter because
we couldn't determine
if it was something that we did.
- And what was that?
- [Amanda] Well, every
night we close our drapes
so people can't see into our house.
And one morning we found the drapes
in the living room wide open.
We just can't remember
if we did it or not.
I don't know if that's relevant?
(tense music)
- Um.
It could be.
All right, so I got it pulled up.
Here is my camera angle from last night.
As you can see, the curtains are closed
and here is my living room security camera
from this morning.
Never even noticed that they'd opened.
Wow.
So it's moments of confusion like this
that make me start from the beginning
and relay everything I
know that has happened
up to this point.
The lady who dropped off the
keyboard on my front porch
has been telling the
truth the entire time.
The keyboard she dropped off
has already played itself
once in my presence.
But what if that was a
glitch in the keyboard?
Doesn't mean it's a ghost, right?
However, since it's
arrived, strange things
have been happening around my house
that I can't explain at all.
Loud banging, my son's door opening,
the metronome in the
closet, and not to mention
my word machine, spelling
out these letters.
- [Word Machine] G.
L.
A.
S.
S.
- [Turner] A word that's conveniently
in one of these pictures.
But as I wrap my head around the question,
is there any connection to any of this
or is it all merely random?
That's when I noticed something.
I looked back at these phrases.
Then I looked back at this picture
and it quickly became
obvious where I needed
to start looking.
(gentle music)
And just when I thought
things couldn't get
any more complicated, I got a random
bombshell phone call from Roger.
Hey, Roger, can you hear me?
- [Roger] Hey buddy.
- How's it going, man?
It's been a while.
- [Roger] I'm good.
You got a second?
- Yeah, you caught me in
the middle of filming.
Can I call you right back?
Actually, can I just
film this conversation?
- [Roger] Hell, you know I don't care.
- Cool, let me grab a camera real quick.
All right, so I got my camera set up.
What's up?
- [Roger] So I hate to be calling so late
but I got some bad news.
- And what's that?
I have a feeling it's not gonna be good.
- [Roger] Are you done using my house?
- I don't think I could ever
be done filming at your house.
If that makes sense?
Why?
- [Roger] Because I
have to sell the place.
- Oh, that's bad news, isn't it?
That is bad news.
- [Roger] I'm calling to give
you first right of refusal.
- Are you serious?
Is it the...
Are you asking the same
figure as that one time?
- [Roger] Yes.
(hand thudding)
- Yes, sign me up.
- [Roger] Now, can you
come up with that money
by next week is my question?
- I will get you the money next week.
I don't know how yet.
But I will get you your money.
When you almost sold it
last time I was like,
please let me know.
So thank you so much for
letting me know first.
- [Roger] You know I would.
- Such a nice guy, man.
(Turner sighing)
And that's how it happened.
The next day I called the banks.
I used my house as collateral
and I got the loan.
The following morning, I
dropped my children off
at their grandmother's and
headed straight to Florida
to close on my new house.
Something I had secretly been hoping
for since my first night there.
And as I walked the halls
to survey my new purchase,
I knew I did the right thing
by not letting it end up
in someone else's hands.
And even though the knocking
and phone calls had stopped,
I knew it would still
find a way to surprise me.
(telephone ringing)
(tense music)
(telephone interference)
Hello?
- [Kathy] Hey, it's mom.
- Mom?
What's going on?
Why you calling?
- [Kathy] I just got a
call from your neighbor.
And he said he tried
calling your cell phone
but it kept going straight to voicemail.
- I don't have good reception out here.
Mom, why are you calling, what's going on?
- [Kathy] He called me
because something happened at your house.
- What happened at my house?
- [Kathy] He said that all
the lights in your house
were turning on and off by themselves.
And that your security
alarm kept sounding off.
- Okay.
- [Kathy] When he went
to bet a closer look,
he kept seeing a shadow of
somebody walking around inside.
He said he even got it on camera.
(dramatic music)
- Mom, listen to me,
you have to keep the kids
out of the house, okay?
I'm heading home, I'll
be home tomorrow night.
Please keep them at your place, okay?
I'll see you tomorrow night.
Okay, bye.
(telephone receiver clicking)
(tense music)
So I'm back home.
It's been two weeks
since my trip to Florida.
It's been two weeks since my house
went completely bat (beep)
crazy and all the lights
in here started flickering
on and off by themselves.
Not to mention my
neighbor's camera was able
to capture something
walking around upstairs.
I have no idea what the (beep) that was.
Apparently, the whole thing was kind
of a spectacle in my neighborhood too
'cause I got this on my
front door this morning.
It's an HOA violation.
Halloween decorations, out of
season, i.e. lighting effects.
They thought the whole thing
was Halloween decorations.
That's hilarious.
But anyway, no, I got bigger fish to fry
than an HOA violation and an $8 fine.
No, tonight's the first night
that my kids will be back in
this house spending the night
since that whole thing happened.
So I'm curious as to what's gonna happen.
(door thudding)
(door rattling)
This is a bad idea.
So I've sat down, I
started to look through
some of the footage I've
been shooting here recently
and I found a couple of disturbing things.
One was this shot which was the night
I noticed my son's door had opened itself.
And I reacted just because of that.
That's all I saw.
I never saw this.
(tense music)
What the hell is that?
Then I started to ask myself, you know,
why didn't I see that?
And it's because my son's
baby cam in the corner,
casting infrared light kind
of like a security camera.
So that's why I didn't see it.
And it doesn't end there,
it gets a little bit better.
So I came across this shot right here
which was filmed by a security camera
in the corner of my dining room.
And you can see that my
daughter's baby monitor
is on the dining table.
Take a listen.
(audio buzzing)
(mysterious sobbing)
(mysterious groaning)
So yeah, probably not the best
thing for kids to be around.
Great parenting.
Cut all these cameras.
Cut.
(tense music)
Oh (beep).
So I just put the kids to bed
and considering tonight's
their first night back,
I figured I'd sleep upstairs on the couch
just in case anything did happen.
And I went around the house
and thought a whole bunch
of new cameras, formatted
cards, the usual.
So now my favorite part.
I wait.
(tense music)
I am recording, whenever you're ready.
- [Terri] Do you want me to go ahead?
- [Turner] Yeah, whenever you're ready.
- [Terri] Well, I love you guys.
I'm gonna miss you.
And you both made me so happy.
Happiest I've ever been is
waking up to see your faces.
I just want you guys to know
that I love you so much.
And I'll always be looking over you.
(telephone ringing)
(tense music)
- [Turner] Hello?
- [Terri] Hello, it's me.
- [Turner] You scared
the (beep) outta me, man.
- [Terri] I'm sorry.
- [Turner] What do you want?
- [Terri] I'm just calling...
I called the (indistinct)
- [Turner] I totally
forgot to call, I'm sorry.
Um (beep).
- [Terri] Is everything okay?
- [Turner] Can I just,
I'm fine, I mean it.
I'll call you tomorrow.
- [Terri] Yeah, that's fine.
You sound a little stressed out though.
- [Turner] This place
is okay during the day,
it's like bearable but during,
you know, when it's dark
it starts to get a little scary.
- [Terri] Well, you
brought this on yourself.
- [Turner] I just took my blood pressure,
it's 190 over, I don't know, whatever.
160 over 95.
- [Terri] That's really high.
- [Turner] I know.
I wish I could.
- [Terri] Something
happen that scared you?
- I think mostly it's just my imagination
'cause sometimes I don't hear anything...
Which I totally understand
'cause I wouldn't wanna
be buried next to that guy either.
But you know, a topic of discussion
I'm kind of avoiding at the moment
is what happened last night.
Some of the most epic stuff
I've caught on camera thus far
and I don't really know
what to make of it.
I noticed that the curtain opened.
But then I had to go back
and review the footage
and that's when I saw the reflection.
So I remember at the Blackwell House,
I thought I saw something
in the TV reflection once
but I didn't get it on camera
so I never mentioned it.
(metal clanging)
(tense music)
(metal clinking)
(tense music)
(disturbing music)
(George crying)
(tense music)
(monitor buzzing)
(mysterious sobbing)
(mysterious sobbing)
- [Maggie] Daddy.
(dramatic music)
(George crying)
(Maggie crying)
(intense music)
(children crying)
- It's okay.
So I just dropped the kids off at my mom
and they're gonna stay over there
until I figure out what to do next.
It's a great question.
Right now, the only option I see
is that I get rid of the keyboard
and just somehow hope
that everything goes back
to the way it was but...
But my dilemma is that as a parent
that totally feels like what I should do.
But as a husband,
how can I do that?
(gentle music)
(cellular phone ringing)
Hello?
- [Officer Ramey] Hey, it's Officer Ramey.
- Hey, man.
- [Officer Ramey] How you doing, man?
- Not so hot.
Can I call you back
tomorrow, is that cool?
- [Officer Ramey] Sure, I was just calling
to tell you what I found
in that picture you sent.
- Um, what picture?
- [Officer Ramey] The picture
you sent this morning.
- I'm sorry, I'm confused.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Did I butt-text you or something?
- [Officer Ramey] No, you emailed it.
- I didn't email you anything.
What's it a picture of?
- [Officer Ramey] A
picture of a refrigerator
with letters on it.
(tense music)
- I haven't shown anybody that
picture, how'd you get it?
- [Officer Ramey] You sent it to my email.
(tense music)
- I'm gonna have to call you back.
I'm in my garage, I'm gonna
go check my email real quick.
I'll call you right back, all right?
Okay, so this is really weird, man.
I did not send you this email.
- [Officer Ramey] Well, then who did?
- I don't know.
I mean, I can't explain it.
This just doesn't make any sense.
I wouldn't have sent you this picture.
I haven't sent anybody this picture.
Why...
- [Officer Ramey] Well,
do you at least wanna know
what my wife noticed about it?
I mean, you're pretty smart,
you probably noticed already
but I thought you were asking
for help so I took a look.
- Well, what did she notice?
- [Officer Ramey] The
letters are backwards.
The ones towards the
top of the photograph.
(disturbing music)
- I gotta call you back.
I gotta go, bye.
(tense music)
(telephone ringing)
Hey, Mom, can you hear me?
Hey, hey, I need you to get me
Mr. Crockett's phone number.
- [Kathy] Why?
- When he handled Terri's
estate we had to provide him
with Terri's death certificate, right?
- [Kathy] We did.
I remember giving it to him.
- Well, do you know if he still has it
'cause I can't find it anywhere.
- [Kathy] Yes, he told me he was planning
on mailing it back to you soon.
- Mom, I need you to get me
his phone number, please.
- [Kathy] Are you gonna call him now?
- Mom?
- Hello.
- Hi, is this Mr. Crockett?
- [Mr. Crockett] Yes it is.
- Hi, Mr. Crockett, this is Kathy's son.
I'm so sorry to be calling you so late
but I'm in a situation here.
I can't find my wife's death certificate
and I was hoping you still had it.
- [Mr. Crockett] We do,
but it's at the office.
- Is there anyone I can entice
you to go get that for me?
- [Mr. Crockett] Tonight?
- Yes, sir.
- [Mr. Crockett] Er, not tonight,
but I can get it your
first thing in the morning.
Does that work?
- Um.
- [Mr. Crockett] I have a digital scan
that I could email you.
- Yes.
A digital scan would work.
Yes, please.
Thank you.
- [Mr. Crockett] All right, hold on.
I'm gonna grab my computer.
(tense music)
All right, I found it here.
- Okay.
- [Mr. Crockett] Now is
there something specific
you were looking for?
- Not to sound sinister, but I was looking
for my wife's time of death.
I can't remember what it said on there.
Do you see it? Does it say it?
- [Mr. Crockett] It actually does.
- And what does it say?
- [Mr. Crockett] 2:47 A.M.
(tense music)
(alcohol trickling)
- I'm trying my best to make sense of this
and I just can't do it.
What are the chances that all
those late-night phone calls
happened at the exact same
time my wife passed away?
It's just, it's too much
to be a coincidence.
But my question is if there is
a connection between my wife
and that house and those phone calls, why?
And the only thing I can think of
is that maybe they were somehow trying
to warn me about my wife.
And I can't help but think
had I heeded those warnings,
you know, maybe my wife would...
But moving forward, you know,
I'm kind of exhausted here.
I don't know what to do after this.
I mean, this is just crazy.
So now I'm asking myself,
you know, what do I do next?
And the only thing I can think of to do
is to go back to that house and maybe hope
that there's stuff that
I overlooked before.
Maybe there'll be a phone call at 2:47.
I just don't know.
There's only one way to
find out, I guess, right?
(glass thudding)
(gentle music)
(gentle music)
There are only a few things
certain in this world
and love is one of them.
Love is so amazing that it's strong enough
can turn reality upside down
and make you realize anything is possible.
And even though there are
things I feel confident
I will never fully understand,
I know one thing for sure
that the ones we love who leave
us are never actually gone.
(uplifting music)
(piano keys tinkling)
(piano keys tinkling)
(tense music)
(piano notes jingling)
(gentle piano music)
(gentle piano music)
(gentle piano music)
(gentle piano music)
(gentle piano music)
(uplifting music)
(piano keys tinkling)
(piano keys tinkling)
(piano keys tinkling)