All language subtitles for Paranormal.Witness.S02E10.WEBRip.x264-ION10

[Creature howling]

- Whatever jumped off
the back of my house

landed 20 feet out in
the middle of my yard.

Nothing can do that.

- There was definitely
something inside that house.

- Stop!

- I know I'm not going nuts,

but I'm seeing something,
and what I'm seeing is there,

but...

It's not.

- Something was
out there, stalking me.

[Dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[Haunting music]

♪ ♪

[Loons calling]

[Dog barking]

- Diane and I were
childhood sweethearts.

- We grew up out
in London, Ohio.

It's, like, a small rural town.

- We'd been married
for about six years.

We had a four-year-old
daughter called raven.

For us, it was
just a normal life.

- I found this little house
with the woods in the back,

and I was so excited about it.

- During the day, I worked
as a welder in a shop,

and in the evening hours,
I went to night school

to study for an
apprentice program.

About 12 hours of the day,
she was alone there by herself.

[Distant rustling]

- I started to hear
things outside...

Little scampering noises.

I would look out to see
if I could see anything,

and I didn't see anything there.

I thought, "well,
maybe it's a dog,

or maybe it's a deer."

I'm not a nervy person.

I lived out in the
country all my life.

[Gravel crunching]

This is not right.

[Muffled thump]

And I see eyes.

I was like, "okay, so there's
a dog loose out there."

I no longer thought
it was a dog,

because the eyes I was
seeing were at eye level.

- [Shrieks]

- Something was
out there, stalking me.

- [Screams]

- When I came home,
she was animated,

very upset.

- I told Keith,

"something's out
there watching us.

I'm scared."

- I took a flashlight
out and shined around,

looked for tracks or any sign

that anyone could
have been around.

And being satisfied that
I saw no evidence of that,

I tried to reassure her.

- He did not believe me.

- You calling me a liar?

- And, of course, she
became defensive of that.

I attributed it to a reflection

or maybe just her nerves,

but there's no way it
could have been anything.

- [Whispers] Good night.

Sweet dreams.

- And I see 'em close.

I mean, they're
close to the window.

And I backed into
the living room,

thinking, "well, you know, okay,

I'm out of that window's sight."

But then it came
to that window also.

And I'm thinking, "well,
what if I turn out the lights?

"If I turn out all the lights,

then they can't see me,
but maybe I can see them."

I flipped the switch,

and the living
room light went out.

I was evening the score.

I was feeling scared.

I flipped the switch
for the dining room.

It was someone standing there.

I was very frightened.

I thought this person
could come into my home

and hurt me or hurt my daughter,

maybe even kill us.

[Touch-tones beeping]

[Line rings]

I dial the police,
and I tell them...

- Yes, there's someone
outside my house.

- "I need somebody to come out."

- Hurry.

[Gravel crunching]

- It moved.

It moved from the dining room
closer to the back of the house.

When are the police gonna
come? They're taking forever.

I'm scared.

Someone's out there.

[Loud banging]

[Knock at door]

- Hello.

- So then the police come.

They said, "we're gonna
go look around back.

Ms. Williams, you
need to calm down."

I could see the
police officers outside,

walking around with flashlights.

But they don't see anything.

And then Keith pulls in.

- They said, "maybe we
have a nervous wife here."

And that was my thought as well.

- There's something out
there, and I know there is.

- He was very upset with me.

- I'm sorry for this.

- What do you do?

I was trying to ease her mind.

I wanted her to be happy.

But with no way to prove
whether or not anyone was there,

what do you do?

- No. You know
what? No. Just don't!

- And I kept telling
him and telling him,

and he just acted
like, "it'll be all right.

"You know, we just...
You wanted to move here.

"We moved here.

We're not going to move again."

- There's nothing out
there! You're imagining it!

- I'm not imagining it!
Look, you're not here.

I'm the one who's
here. You're not here.

- It was just before
the holiday season,

late November, early December.

It had snowed
for the first time.

I got up before everyone
else, and it was before daylight.

And I decided,

"well, maybe I'll go get some
doughnuts for everyone."

As I started the car...

[Engine turning over]

I was rubbing my eyes,
little run-down from the week.

I'm looking in the
rearview mirror,

and I rub my eyes again.

And I turn on the lights.

This all happened in
a matter of seconds,

bang, bang, bang.

And I was looking around.

Did I see something,
or did I not?

Here I am in the same position
that my wife had been earlier.

I thought, "you're
seeing things."

I just stopped, froze.

There were tracks
going over the roof,

and at that point, I knew.

Yes, there was something there.

- I called Dennis.

Dennis was an old friend
of mine I grew up with,

and we'd hunted
together many times.

And I got a .30-30 rifle.

He says, "what are
you doing with that?

You know you can't
shoot that around here."

- I may have to.

- He said, "why?"

He said, "what
the hell is that?"

Whatever jumped off
the back of my house

landed 20 feet out in
the middle of my yard.

Nothing can do that.

We both stood there with
our mouths wide open.

"What?"

We could tell whatever
we were looking at

wasn't human.

The tracks were
about 14 inches long.

- It's huge.

- And it had, like, a
claw Mark at the end.

- What do you want to do?

- I said, "let's go."

For someone who's
always been in the woods

and saw the woods as my friend,

suddenly these woods
became a threat to me.

Having tracked
all of the animals

that had ever
lived in that area,

I knew for sure I had never
seen these kind of tracks before.

We were looking at something
here walking on two feet.

The tracks were obvious with us.

It's thick brush.

And there's trees, sure,
but there's thick brush.

You can't see more than
three or four feet ahead of you,

and this was a concern for us.

We could hear each other
going through the brush,

but how do we know who that is?

It could be me. It could be him.

Or it could be something else.

- It's me!

- And when we would
stop, we would stop to listen.

It's very important to listen.

[Birds chirping]

We couldn't hear anything
other than chirping birds,

little rustle of leaves
through the wind.

There wasn't anything
that was unnatural.

We followed the tracks.

And this went on all
through the morning,

some two miles.

The anticipation grows,

and you have a
tendency to go faster,

'cause you want
to see what's there.

It's like the
breath of the hunt:

You can feel it.

It's pumping. It's there.

[Twig snaps]

My heart's pounding like this,

pow, pow, pow.

There was a sense of fear

but mainly a sense
of anticipation

of the finality of the
event, the encounter.

What are we going to see?

Some creatures are smart.
They know you're tracking them.

And what they will do,
they'll lead you out so far,

and they'll double back,
and they end up behind you.

While you're following
them, they're following you.

[Bird cawing]

[Twig snaps]

[Wings flutter]

[Rapid fluttering]

[Branches snapping]

We came out into a clearing.

And as we did,

we stopped, both of us.

We could plainly see
from our vantage point

at the edge of the woods.

The cabin was
about 15, 18 feet wide

by about 20 feet,
very small dwelling.

We could still see the tracks.

And the tracks led...

Straight to the back door.

The door was shut.

We were dumbfounded.

Animals don't open and
shut doors on their own.

Whatever was in
the woods with us

was now in that house.

[Pounding]

- Come on out.

- Dennis started to beat
on the side of the house.

- Hello!

[Pounding]

- "Come out. We
know you're in there."

- Come on. Come out!

- My fear was, "we got guns.

"We're at this house.

We can't do this."

Finally after a
few choice words,

he agrees to walk away.

We walk out to the road.

I didn't want to walk down
the road with the guns,

so I gave my dad a
call to come pick us up.

- What are you guys
doing with the guns?

- And I told him
what had happened.

And he paused a
moment, and he said...

- I think I know
who lives up there.

- "I think it's the old guy,

he works down
at the tire store."

- He's lived there for decades.

No one knows anything about him.

- I thought, "well, that's odd."

There was this old
guy that lived there,

yet there was something
that wasn't human

that I tracked to his back door.

And I couldn't make
those two pieces fit.

[Horn honks]

The next week, Dennis showed up,

and he's got an old tire.

He said, "we're gonna
get a look at this guy."

- Hello, boys.

- The manager came out
and said, "can I help you?"

I said, "yeah, we'd
like to get the tire fixed."

He just rolled the tire through.

- George! Tire!

- So at that point,
we knew his name.

We couldn't wait for the guy
to come out and look at the tire

to get a view of who he was.

- It was shadowy.

He come out of those shadows,
and he was lanky, you know?

He was about 6'5",

very rangy, very long arms.

As soon as he grabbed the tire,

he looked right at us.

We had this...

Immediate connection.

At that moment, we
knew, this is the guy.

It's him.

But one of the most
amazing things was his eyes.

They were a very vivid gold.

And they were intense.

Wham! He had ahold of you.

It was almost like
a trancelike thing.

For a split second,
you're like...

He knew that we were
the ones who tracked him.

We're trying to see him,
but he's back in the shadows.

- Okay, boys, that'll be $10.

Oh, thank you.
- No problem.

We heard the tire pop.

[Loud pop]

Everything got quiet.

He's not gonna let
us look at him again.

It's like you've tracked
an animal, he's there,

but he's gonna
avoid you at all costs.

The manager rolled the tire out.

- There we go,
boys. Good as new.

- Thanks.
- Thank you.

- And he put it
in the truck for us.

- See you again soon.

- We looked down, and we saw...

- Look at this.

- There were markings in
chalk around the side of the tire.

There was a series of symbols
that was nothing familiar to us.

It was like he was trying
to tell us something,

but we... Of course,
we didn't know what.

The mystery was
deepening ever more,

because we had made
contact with the guy.

He knew us. We knew him.

Now what do we do?

If I called the police,

there was no proof of anything
except that I had chosen

to track somebody to
their house with a gun,

which wouldn't make
me look particularly good.

I hesitated about telling my
wife about this whole thing.

I thought, "my
god, if I tell her this,

I'm gonna have to
move right away."

And I didn't really have
the financial resources.

I was trying to keep
her safe, so I told her...

I said, "you know, it
might be a good idea

when I'm not here, maybe
call your sister over."

- He was clearly
getting worried that...

Now he thought
someone was out there.

I was fearful of my life.
I was fearful for raven.

I was scared for Keith also.

Even though he's a
big man, I was scared.

- It became an
issue of functioning.

Could I feel safe in
leaving my family there

knowing what I
knew at that point?

My friend Dennis called me,

and he said, "hey,
we're going for a ride."

We pulled up in the Lane
where old George's cabin was.

- I know where you're going.

- I said, "we're
not doing this."

He said, "no."
He said, "he died."

- George died.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, my dad heard
it on the police scanner.

[Tapping]

- There was a deputy
sheriff's car there,

and it was a guy we knew.

- How you doing, man?
- Good, how are you?

So, uh, what's
going on down there?

- He said, "you
guys got to see this."

We couldn't wait
to get in there,

because we had
obviously, for a while,

wanted to see who
or what was in there.

We looked around.

There was no personal
items. There was no food.

There was no clothes, nothing.

This place told us nothing
about whoever lived there.

It was a disappointment
yet a source of curiosity.

But then the deputy said,
"look, you got to see this."

- Have a look at this.

- There was an
immediate pungent smell

that hit us in the face.

It smelled like wet dogs.

It's unmistakable.

It was a little bit dark,

so my eyes had to
adjust to the light.

The walls were completely
covered with plate steel...

Held together by metal
strips with rivets through it.

The sheriff's deputy pointed
and said, "look at this."

A ten-foot strand of chain...

For whatever reason.

There was something
restrained back here.

But who was here?

What was here?

- But then the deputy
shined a light on,

and everywhere,

on the walls...

There were scratches.

Some had rusted over.

Others looked fresher.

But you could tell they had
been made at different eras.

As we stood there, all of
us. Nobody's saying nothing.

The cop was looking at us,
we were looking at each other.

And everybody knew that
one word that was in that room.

I didn't want to say that word.

But all of us were thinking it.

Werewolf.

Could it be?

But that's impossible.

- My family has
lived in this area

for a couple centuries.

My son Dave and his wife, Kim,

after they'd been
married for a while,

they decided to
move back to Raleigh.

- It was a great time.

We were always busy,

always something going on.

We had adopted a
new son, Jackson.

He was 2 1/2 years old.

And now having a young
child around this house

was really an exciting
and wonderful time.

- It's really great

having your grandchildren
grow up around you.

And it was really a happy time.

- In the backyard
is an old house.

My aunt lived
there until recently.

It was the first
time it's been empty

since it was built
200 years ago.

- I decided one day
that I was gonna go

and clean some things,
move some things around.

Do a little tidying up.

It was just dark,

and it seemed like a
completely different place.

It was, uh,

just a different
atmosphere altogether.

Went to the kitchen
and started first.

Had to move some things around.

I took my sister's cane,

set it over in the corner.

[Loud clatter]

I heard the sound of
the cane hitting the floor.

And I couldn't understand why.

So I moved it over
to another corner.

[Cane clatters]

There was another,
more violent sound.

And it was almost to
the center of the room,

like it had been thrown there.

- Later that week, I was doing
some work in my workshop.

I was putting a magnet
on the mailbox lid.

I finished part of it,

and I had to leave
it kind of unfinished

for the next weekend
when I had more time.

When I went back,

I noticed that the
magnet was missing.

The workshop was locked.

There's no way anyone
could just, you know,

go over there and open up.

Later that week,

I was out in the
yard cutting grass.

[Lawn mower humming]

[Lawn mower grinding]

I bent down, and I stared.

And there,

laying in the grass,

was the little magnet.

I didn't understand
how it got there.

- My son Dave asked me
to come back out in the yard.

- Look, over there.

- It was a procession
of different things...

Different items
out of the garage

in the yard,

always between the old
farmhouse in the back

and my house.

- Could be a trophy.

- I thought that it might
have been somebody

playing a prank or something.

- I was scared to the point

I wanted to find out what it
was and who was doing it.

- It was Saturday.

We were out on the front
porch doing some planting.

[Music blaring]

♪ ♪

The stereo come on.

♪ ♪

It starts playing by itself.

I mean, nobody was
in there to turn it on.

Kim and I looked at each other,

you know, like, "what
in the world is that?"

- Stay there.

Stay there.

- Made sure the doors
on the back of the house

were still locked,

and they were.

[Music blaring]

It was very loud.

♪ ♪

[Music stops]

[TV blaring]

The television set came on.

[Indistinct speech over TV]

- You're missing
the point, Michael.

The snake is welcome here.

- Isn't she a cutie, huh?

Crawled into my sleeping
bag one night in the Amazon.

- I could come up with
no explanation for it.

[Indistinct speech over TV]

What caused it to turn on?

It was frightening.

Now something like that was
going on inside of the house.

Something could potentially
happen to my family.

I was downstairs.

[Wood creaking]

And I heard what I thought

was somebody
upstairs in the house.

[Electronic chime]

I got up out of my chair.

I walked out into the foyer...

To the front door of the house.

Looking through the pickets

was a little redheaded girl.

She was just looking at me.

I go upstairs.

I couldn't see her.

There was nobody there.

It was like she faded away.

After that, I sat
in Jackson's room.

- I was worried about
him and his family,

their safety.

There was definitely
something inside that house.

- It was late afternoon.

[Thunder booming]

I started hearing thunder.

I could tell a storm
was coming our way.

So I got up to
look out of the door

to see the storm.

And I saw a girl standing
there staring at me.

- Hey!

Hey!

- I didn't get any response.

- Stop!

Stop! Stop!

- Stop!

- She disappeared

around the corner
of the old farmhouse.

I know I'm not going
nuts, I'm not crazy,

but I'm seeing something,
and what I'm seeing is there...

But...

It's not.

The little girl seemed to be

coming from out of
the old farmhouse.

I do not venture
back there very often.

But I went back.

I was trying to find
out who she was.

[Fly buzzing]

I found a picture on the wall
of my grandfather's sisters,

lula and petronia.

Petronia,

born in 1877 at
the old farmhouse,

and she died at the
old farmhouse in 1920.

And she had red hair.

She had a very difficult life.

By the time she was a teenager,
she was almost totally blind.

We believe that she has
remanifested herself as a child

because it was the
happiest time of her life.

She could see.

She could run and play.

She was just a
normal, you know, child.

[Echoing laughter]

- It was a relief,
somewhat, finding out

that the little redheaded
child was my aunt petronia.

It's sort of almost a
happy thing, actually,

that she would
want to live there

and that she's happy there.